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The only solution now is to stop spreading it. As time goes by, it will eventually be forgotten.

However, Shangguan Youming refused to admit that he was wrong.

He stubbornly said, "Madam, you said it yourself. It's a storybook. Since you don't want to admit it, what does it have to do with your Zhan Yi Marquis Mansion? Why should I stop copying it?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Lin Yiwan's eyes. Since he was heading towards death, why should she be polite?

She had long disliked the face in front of her!

She quickly took out a packet of powder from her purse and sprinkled it directly on his face.

"Ah!" Shangguan Youming immediately let out a shrill scream.

He covered his face and asked in a trembling voice: "What did you do to me? What kind of powder is this?"

Lin Yiwan replied condescendingly, "This is called disfigurement powder. If you don't do as I say, then you can expect your face to rot into ashes!"

After saying that, she turned around and left quickly.

Shangguan Youming was terrified. He crawled over on his knees and grabbed her ankles. "Madam Hou, I was wrong. Isn't it enough for me to listen to you? Please give me the antidote quickly. I'm going to take the imperial examination soon, and I can't ruin my reputation!"

Lin Yiwan said in a deep voice, "Not only must you stop copying those storybooks, you must also personally destroy all of them on the market. Once I see the results, I will naturally send someone to bring you the antidote. I advise you to act quickly, otherwise, even with the antidote, you will not be able to bear this shame!"

Shangguan Youming didn't dare to delay and immediately did as she said.

Within three days, all the storybooks on the market disappeared completely.

Zhan Yan did not deliberately try to dispel the rumors, because he knew very well that how he treated Lin Yiwan had nothing to do with anyone else.

As long as he and she know it clearly, that's enough!

As for Shangguan Youming, he believed that Lin Yiwan would not let him go.

As the rumors died down, Lin Yiwan indeed sent someone to deliver the antidote to Shangguan Youming.

However, his face was ruined and could never be restored to its former jade-like handsomeness.

Feng Ziyu was extremely worried after seeing this: "Youming, your beautiful face has been ruined. What are you going to do?"

Shangguan Youming was also worried. The reason why he achieved such great success was not only because of his beautiful writing skills, but also because of his appearance.

He didn't expect Lin Yiwan to be so cruel, even though he was clearly doing it for her own good.

He can't understand!

At this moment, Feng Yingying's voice rang out from outside: "Brother, are you and Master Shangguan both in the room?"

Feng Ziyu spoke quickly, "Youming, I can no longer hide your identity as the Netherworld Master from my sister. I heard that the young lady from the Zhan family is also a loyal reader of yours. Perhaps she can help you get the medicine to restore your appearance!"

Shangguan Youming nodded hurriedly: "Okay, then let her in quickly!"

When Feng Yingying suddenly saw Shangguan Youming's ruined face, she turned pale with fright.

She took a half step back tremblingly and asked, "What's going on? Why did Master Shangguan suddenly become like this?"

Feng Ziyu quickly explained, "Sister, this is a long story, but I want to tell you one thing. The most famous novelist in our Sheng Dynasty, Master Youming, is actually Master Shangguan!"

Feng Yingying's eyes widened, and after a long while she managed to squeeze out two words from between her teeth: "Really?"

Feng Ziyu said, "Why would I lie to you? It's just that his face has been ruined by drugs, and you have to help him get the medicine to heal his face!"

Feng Yingying hesitated and said, "How can I help him? I don't know any medical skills!"

Feng Ziyu leaned close to her ear and said, "You don't have any medical skills, but you can use Zhan Miao. Doesn't she also like Master Youming very much? Ask her to help you steal the medicine for the face from the Zhan Yihou Mansion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shangguan Youming stepped forward and begged, "Miss Yingying, please, if my face is ruined, I will never be able to write a new storybook in my life!"

Feng Yingying couldn't accept this fact. Those love stories could never end with this face.

She decided to help him!

Without further hesitation, she immediately sent a letter to Zhan Miao of Zhan Yihou's mansion.

Zhan Miao was quite surprised after receiving the message: "Huh? It was Feng Yingying, the granddaughter of Taifu Feng, who sent me the message. I don't think she and I have any connection at all!"

Zhan Qingning asked hesitantly, "Are you going or not?"

Zhan Miao blinked her eyes. She remembered that Master Feng had many disciples in the court and it would be difficult to offend him.

She could only sigh helplessly, "No matter what, we have to give Miss Feng some face. Her grandfather holds a very high position in the imperial court. I can't let our Zhan Yihou Mansion be branded as arrogant!"

Zhan Qingning nodded: "Okay, I'll go prepare a gift for you!"

When Lin Yiwan heard that Zhan Miao was going to the Feng family for a banquet, she warned her: "No matter what unexpected situation occurs, you must bring Zi'er with you, remember!"

Zhan Miao answered confidently: "Don't worry, mother. I am very vigilant now. No one can deceive me!"

Lin Yiwan rubbed her head and said, of course she believed her!

Zi'er drove the carriage to send Zhan Miao to the Taifu Mansion, and saw Feng Yingying, the young lady of the Feng family, coming to greet her in person.

She asked in surprise: "Just me?"

Feng Yingying quickly explained, "Miss Zhan, the reason I invited you to the banquet alone is because I heard that you also like Mr. Youming's storybooks. He has published a new manuscript, and I wanted to show it to you first!"

Zhan Miao was filled with joy: "Really?"

Feng Yingying replied: "Of course I wouldn't dare lie to you!"

The two entered Feng Yingying's boudoir, and Zi'er was stopped outside.

The housekeeper said politely, "Our young lady will take good care of Miss Zhan. Please wait outside, Miss Zi'er!"

Zi'er's expression immediately darkened. She said in a cold voice, "Our Madam has instructed me to stay by the young lady's side at all times. Please get out of the way!"

"This?" The housekeeper was frightened by her aura and subconsciously looked at Feng Yingying who was walking in front.

Zhan Miao was the first to speak: "Zi'er, just stay outside. I'm just going to check out the new storybook with Miss Feng. Nothing will happen!"

Zi'er had no choice but to agree: "Yes, if you feel there is anything wrong, just shout loudly and I will rush to your side immediately!"

Feng Yingying frowned, a hint of nervousness flashing in her eyes.

She brought Zhan Miao into the house and handed her the latest manuscript of the novel.

Zhan Miao flipped through it for a while and then said, "Ah, why haven't you finished writing it yet? It's stuck at a critical moment. I'm really worried sick. Ms. Feng, don't you have the next plot?"

Feng Yingying said helplessly, "Miss Zhan, to be honest, I'm also very anxious. However, I sent people to inquire about it, and they found out that something happened to Master Youming suddenly. He has no way of writing the next plot!"

Zhan Miao asked in shock: "He's dead?"

Feng Yingying's expression changed, and she quickly shook her head in denial: "That's not the case!"