After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Before long, several close female friends arrived at the backyard of the Marquis's residence.

The anxiety on everyone's faces was almost palpable.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! I can't wait! I heard the stories in this issue are wonderful, whether they are short stories or serialized novels, they are all great!" One of the noble ladies eagerly opened the book.

"The book cover is so beautiful this time. It must be a picture of the prince and his maid! They are so good-looking and a perfect match."

"I wonder which painter created this. I really wish he could paint a portrait of me!" another noblewoman said, touching the book cover.

Hearing her words, everyone turned their gaze to the book cover. The man on the cover had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. He wore a cloak and was dashingly handsome, holding a beautiful woman with a charming smile and bright eyes, her hair simply styled.

The young ladies couldn't help but blush when they saw this.

"Your Highness is so handsome, and the little maid is so beautiful!"

Looking at the cover, their hearts were also in suspense.

"Last time I saw the little maid take a disaster for the prince, I wonder if she will be able to pull through."

"Of course it's possible. The prince won't let anything happen to her. She risked her life to save him. Now the prince won't be suspicious of her anymore, right?! I hope they can be together."

"It seems difficult, after all, he is a precious prince, and the little maid is just a servant. Even if they fall in love in the future, the little maid can only be the prince's concubine. Sooner or later, the prince will still have to marry a principal wife to manage the household." At this point, the group fell silent, seemingly acknowledging that this was the inevitable outcome.

They stopped discussing and sat down together, then began reading in silence.

The sun was shining brightly, blazing like fire. They sat in the bamboo forest, where the intense sunlight was blocked by the dense bamboo grove. Sitting in the bamboo forest was actually quite cool, and a gentle breeze was blowing through their hair. The sound of turning pages in their books accompanied the breeze, creating a sense of quiet and peaceful tranquility.

Even if someone sees something interesting and occasionally makes a sound, no one is willing to look up from the book.

“This story is quite interesting.” Liang Suxin suddenly chuckled, glancing at the writer’s name: “Guan Yan?!”

She silently made a mental note of it and continued reading.

The group spent the whole day there, even having lunch in Bai Zunxing's courtyard at the Marquis's residence.

Bai Zunxing's family is small, consisting only of her brother, who is away on duty at noon. She and her friends love to come to the Marquis's residence to play with her, as there are no elders to supervise them, and they don't have to hide their reading of stories.

In the afternoon, they finally saw the serialized novel they had been eagerly awaiting for seven days, "The Overbearing Prince Falls in Love with His Little Maid"!

Continuing from the previous episode

Wu Shuang shielded Gu Xuan Ye from a hidden weapon, and Gu Xuan Ye lost control and called for the imperial physician to treat her.

He didn't know what was wrong with him; seeing her with her eyes closed made him panic.

Wu Shuang had always acted lively and energetic in front of him. When he deliberately made things difficult for her, she would complain to him. Although she was terrified of him, she still pretended to be calm.

He then conceived the idea of ​​teasing her. In his eyes, she was like a little toy, and he would occasionally tease her when he felt like it. Seeing her angry and frustrated would inexplicably improve his mood.

So even though he wasn't sure if she was an assassin, he unexpectedly had the idea of ​​letting her live a few more days.

But he didn't care much about her identity; after all, she was just an assassin who couldn't cause any real trouble.

Today, she actually took a fatal blow for him, and his heart inexplicably changed.

Suddenly, I don't want her, with her bright smile, to be like this now, with her eyes closed, her fate uncertain.

The weapon Wu Shuang was hit with was no ordinary hidden weapon; it contained a deadly poison. After a day and a night of treatment, she was finally saved from the brink of death.

When Wu Shuang woke up in her room, she found herself lying in an unfamiliar place, which was clearly not the courtyard where she lived.

The bed beneath her was large enough to fit four of her, and the fur quilt covering her was made of silk, soft and skin-friendly, with no weight at all.

The hall was very large, displaying various calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain pieces, which appeared to be quite valuable.

As soon as she woke up, a maid noticed and hurriedly went out to report.

When Gu Xuanye arrived, she realized that she was lying in the prince's main hall, where the prince usually rested. No wonder it looked so familiar.

It turns out that she used to get up early every day in this main hall to help the prince change his clothes, but she was too timid to look at the hall too much, which is why she didn't notice it immediately.

She was terrified and wanted to get out of bed, not knowing how she had ended up sleeping on the prince's couch, but what terrified her even more was the prince's attitude towards her.

He treated her with the utmost care, like a gentle breeze, bringing her water, having others serve her food, and even personally serving her dishes.

She suspected the prince had ulterior motives, but what could a mere maidservant like her possibly have to gain?

It was only later that they learned that she had shielded the prince from a hidden weapon, and now she could be considered the prince's savior.

Faced with this situation, Wu Shuang thought for a moment and decided not to tell the truth. She could only say that she had seen an assassin trying to harm the prince from behind, and she just wanted to warn him.

The assassin seemed to have noticed her attempt to warn her, and threw a hidden weapon in her direction. In her haste, she tried to dodge the weapon, but she tripped over something and fell towards him. Then she felt a sharp pain and fainted.

Wu Shuang, of course, wouldn't reveal the truth. Although she didn't genuinely want to block the hidden weapon for him, she still ended up being hit by it herself. The process wasn't important; the result was what mattered most.

Because of her status as the prince's savior, Wu Shuang could practically do whatever she wanted in the prince's mansion, but she didn't, mainly because she was lazy.

After she woke up, she wanted to go back to her own courtyard, but Gu Xuanye did not agree. So she slept in the prince's bedroom, while Gu Xuanye slept in the side hall next to the bedroom.

At first she was a little embarrassed, but later she relaxed. Who wouldn't be happy to be waited on hand and foot every day?

Aside from the fact that the prince often came to visit her, which annoyed her somewhat, she lived a very fulfilling life in her bedchamber.

The days passed by in various playful banter with the prince.

Gu Xuanye's aversion to women, his fastidiousness, and his obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness are all nonexistent in Wushuang's eyes.

Occasionally, minor squabbles would infuriate Gu Xuanye, yet he was powerless against her.

Seeing this, Bai Zunxing and her sisters were incredibly excited, cupping their flushed cheeks in their hands, their lips unconsciously curving into a smile, their hearts pounding.

"Their interaction is so sweet!"

"The little maid was bullied and ostracized, and the prince stepped forward to teach those people a lesson. He was so handsome!"

"Mr. Wuming is really good at this! So this is called a wall slam? Oh my god, they are so intimate, it makes my heart race and I'm so jealous. When will I finally confess my feelings to them?!"

"I've already read more than twenty pages without realizing it. I really don't want to finish these few pages. I still have to wait seven more days. These days are too hard to bear."

Everyone held the book, thoroughly enjoying it.

It wasn't just them who thought this way; the worries of these young ladies reflected the psychological journey of the noble ladies of Bianjing today.