The male protagonist of the book is poisonous

Ever since that shocking moment of reawakening, Brother Lingxiao and I have been bound together by an invisible yet resilient thread, a newfound understanding quietly growing between us. The morning sunlight, like a golden veil, gently filtered through the cracks in the window lattice, scattering across every corner of the room. Its dappled shadows danced across the floor like ethereal spirits. I slowly opened my eyes, my sleepy eyes gradually adjusting to the bright light. What greeted me was Brother Lingxiao's familiar, incredibly gentle face. He sat beside the bed, like a guardian deity.

I sat up and stretched, feeling every muscle in my body relax. I was secretly thankful to have Brother Ling Xiao by my side in this unknown world of transmigrating. But I also knew that this world was full of uncertainties, and I never knew when a new crisis would arise.

We stood up and walked out of the room side by side. The flowers in the courtyard, bathed in yesterday's dreamlike shower of petals, seemed even more vibrant and radiant. Their colors were even more vibrant, and the morning dew still clung to their petals, like shimmering pearls, shimmering enchantingly in the sunlight. Like a butterfly drawn to nectar, I involuntarily walked to the blossoms and crouched down, my eyes filled with admiration for the flowers. I carefully examined a blossom in full bloom, its layers of petals like the hem of a young girl's skirt, exuding an enchanting fragrance. I silently thought to myself, this flower is like my relationship with Brother Lingxiao, weathering twists and turns but growing stronger. But I wouldn't voice this thought. After all, I'm just a book traveler, and I must be careful not to betray my modern mindset.

Brother Lingxiao also squatted down, his movements graceful and natural. He stood shoulder to shoulder with me, his arm accidentally touching mine. The slight touch sent a jolt through my body like an electric current, sending a slight tremor through my heart. His gaze was fixed on the flower, as if he could see our past and future in it. He looked at the flower and said, "Yes, Miaomiao, we will never be apart again." His voice was low and firm, each word a solemn oath to fate.

Yet, fate always seems to delight in dropping pebbles on a tranquil lake, shattering its beautiful tranquility. That day, the sun was still bright, but a sense of unease hung in the air. An uninvited guest, like a discordant note disrupting a harmonious melody, arrived at our residence. It was a woman, clad in a sumptuous garment made of evidently priceless silk, embroidered with exquisite patterns, each stitch and thread a testament to her noble status. She approached with a graceful gait, a hint of arrogance in her eyes, surveying everything around her like a proud peacock.

"Luo Chen, do you really want to be with this woman?" Her voice was clear but sharp. She looked at Brother Ling Xiao, her eyes full of resentment. Her eyes were like two sharp swords, trying to penetrate Brother Ling Xiao's defenses.

Brother Lingxiao frowned, a faint wrinkle appearing between his brows. He stood up, his movements swift and decisive, like a mountain suddenly rising in front of me, shielding me from the woman's sharp gaze. His tone was as cold as an ice cellar in the dead of winter, and he said without a trace of emotion, "Wanqing, my affairs have nothing to do with you. Please leave."

Wanqing sneered, her laughter like a cold wind blowing through dead branches. She said, "Don't forget the agreement between our two families. Aren't you afraid of bringing trouble to the family by blatantly violating it like this?" A hint of pride flashed in her eyes, as if she felt she had caught Ling Xiao's brother.

My heart tightened when I heard this. I knew this was a lingering bond from Brother Ling Xiao's past, a dark cloud hanging over our happy sky. I silently worried; the plot of this book-traveling adventure seemed to be growing increasingly complex. I stood up, tugging nervously at the hem of Brother Ling Xiao's clothes, and whispered, "Brother Ling Xiao, what's going on?" There was a hint of worry in my voice, and confusion in my eyes.

Brother Lingxiao glanced back at me, his eyes instantly softened, a gentleness like the warm spring sun, enough to dispel the gloom in my heart. His eyes were filled with comfort, as if telling me not to be afraid. He told Wanqing, "This is a family matter; it has nothing to do with my personal feelings. I love Miaomiao, and that will never change." Every word he spoke was decisive, like the beating of a war drum, demonstrating his resolve.

Wanqing's face turned pale with anger, her lips trembling slightly, and her once beautiful features twisted in anger. She pointed at me and said, "Do you think she's a good person? Her reputation is notorious." Her words were like a vicious curse, trying to sow doubt in Lingxiao's heart.

Brother Ling Xiao retorted without hesitation: "Those are all rumors. I know what kind of person Miaomiao is better than anyone else." His eyes were full of firm trust, and that trust was like a solid city wall, blocking Wanqing's attacks one by one.

Seeing her persuasion was futile, Wanqing glared at me fiercely, a look that seemed to devour me alive. Then she flung her sleeves aside, their arcs tracing a sharp arc through the air. She left with only one harsh word: "No good will come of this for you." Her departing figure was filled with resentment and resentment.

After Wanqing left, I looked at Brother Lingxiao, my heart full of worry: "Brother Lingxiao, what should we do? I don't want to cause you trouble because of me." There was a hint of self-blame in my eyes. I was afraid that I would put Brother Lingxiao in trouble because of me.

Brother Ling Xiao held me tightly in his arms, his embrace warm and strong. He said, "Miaomiao, don't worry. No matter what happens, I will protect you. We will definitely get through this." His chin rested gently on the top of my head, and I could feel his heartbeat, that strong heartbeat seemed to give me strength.

But then, I suddenly thought of my maid, Xiaozhu. In this strange world of books, Xiaozhu was one of the few people I could trust. In the chaos that followed, I hadn't noticed where she'd gone. I was secretly worried. Was Xiaozhu in danger? Had she been taken away? Or was she implicated by my recent situation? I silently pondered various possibilities, but outwardly, I maintained the appearance of being at peace in Brother Lingxiao's arms. After all, I couldn't voice these thoughts. I knew that in this book-traveling world, I had to be even more cautious in responding to every emergency, and Xiaozhu's disappearance undoubtedly posed a new mystery.

In this world of fantasy and the unknown, Xiaozhu's sudden disappearance hung heavy over my heart like a fog. I kept wondering where Xiaozhu had gone and why she hadn't returned in so long.

I wondered to myself, this world is full of dangers, and Xiaozhu is just a weak servant. Could she have encountered some unimaginable danger? Perhaps, while on her errands, she encountered those sinister villains. Seeing Xiaozhu alone, they became malicious. Had Xiaozhu been abducted by those people? I could almost see Xiaozhu's terrified eyes, her desperate struggles. She would cry out for help, but who could hear her in that desolate wilderness?

Or, was she taken away by someone powerful? After all, in this book world of strict hierarchy, the powerful often use their influence to do whatever they want. Xiaozhu may be of low status, but she is my servant. Could someone target her first to get rid of me? They might imprison her in some dark, damp dungeon, where she can only cry helplessly, waiting for rescue that will never come.

Another possibility is that my recent situation has implicated her. I'm like a stone dropped into a calm lake, causing ripples. Could my experiences, the strife surrounding me, affect Xiaozhu? Perhaps, while working for me, she's been caught up in some conspiracy I'm unaware of. Has she been captured by the masterminds, used to threaten me or Brother Lingxiao?

I silently pondered these worrying possibilities, yet outwardly maintained a calm demeanor in Brother Lingxiao's arms. I knew that in this book-traveling world, I had to be even more cautious in responding to every unexpected situation. Xiaozhu's disappearance undoubtedly posed a new and thorny mystery, and I couldn't let anyone else notice my panic right now, especially not in front of Brother Lingxiao. In this seemingly calm, yet turbulent world, I had to search for Xiaozhu's whereabouts while also protecting my relationship with Brother Lingxiao. All of this weighed heavily on my heart.