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

"Who is this man? I have a feeling he's not as simple as he seems. He must be an important figure, otherwise he wouldn't have gone out of his way to talk about this part of the story. Could it be Nangong Fengyao?"

"If it really is him, I don't know if he would be willing to rescue Wu Qingzi."

"Probably, right? After all, Wu Qingzi was targeted everywhere in the Imperial Academy, which can be considered as his indirect cause."

Wu Hualing paused here intentionally, and smiled with satisfaction upon receiving feedback.

The hall was already full of people, and the people Ye Yuwu had hired gave up their seats for the guests who had actually paid to come in.

"The person opened the door to the pawnshop without hesitation. Originally, Ye Yuwu could only see the man's slender silhouette through the wooden door, but now, with the moonlight shining down, she could clearly see the man's handsome face."

"I knew it must be Nangong Fengyao!" A customer slapped his forehead and stood up excitedly.

"Please be patient, sir, allow me to explain in detail."

"Sir, please speak quickly!"

Wu Hualing thought to herself speechlessly, "I wish I could. You guys keep interrupting me, and I've been cut off several times already!"

He thought this in his heart, but smiled on his face. "The man was exceptionally handsome, with a refined and elegant face. He wore a tall hat and a wide belt, and his eyes showed a hint of weariness, but his expression was very gentle."

She recognized him as one of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City, but she didn't know which one he was. She didn't have a good impression of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City.

But his next move shocked Wu Qingzi.

The man seemed to notice that she was soaked, and since it was late autumn, he took off his outer robe and draped it over her thin, shivering body.

She also said very gently and considerately, "You don't need to feel guilty. I'm really sorry that we caused you this trouble. Don't worry, this won't happen tomorrow."

The man seemed to know why Wu Qingzi was being held there and made a promise about it.

But Wu Qingzi was unmoved, thinking he was just making a casual promise. She retorted sarcastically, "So you know I'm in this situation because of you? Do you even know that one feather was saved up by my family through scrimping and saving? You high-class families would never understand the suffering of us common folk!"

As Wu Qingzi spoke, she became increasingly heartbroken and distressed, and tears welled up in her eyes.

The man said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Because of his words, Wu Qingzi felt that he was somewhat different from those other people.

Later, Wu Qingzi was sent back to Lanhuizhai to rest.

The next day, as expected, no one bothered her all day. Later, Xu Xi led a group of female students to her menacingly and said, "I didn't expect you to have some skills. Dongfang Shu actually reprimanded us for your sake. But you'll see sooner or later. Dongfang Shu can protect you for a while, but not forever!"

After saying that, Xu Xi turned and left.

Wu Qingzi learned from her words that the man who saved her last night was named Dongfang Shu.

A man as gentle and refined as jade.

Wu Hualing portrayed the characters' words with remarkable realism, not only in tone but also in expression, giving the audience a strong sense of immersion, as if they were there themselves.

Earlier, when we talked about Nangong Fengyao's sharply defined jawline, these women imagined how handsome he must be!

Before they could even begin their daydreams, Wu Hualing had already started talking about the next part of the story. The bet between Nangong Fengyao and Wu Qingzi had begun. Because of the difference between men and women, the distance between the man and the main guest's seat for the pitch-pot game was two and a half arrows, while for the woman it was two arrows. The two of them would shoot five arrows to determine the winner.

As a ritual of high-ranking nobles, Nangong Fengyao had been exposed to pitch-pot since childhood, and it was as simple to him as drinking water.

The result was obvious: Wu Qingzi lost. Nangong Fengyao probably had a change of heart and, considering that she was a woman, would let her go as long as she showed weakness and wiped their desks for a month.

However, the stubborn Wu Qingzi did not agree. Instead, she chose to accept her loss and ran into the street shouting, "I am an idiot!"

This first sound immediately drew the attention of everyone passing by on the street, which was a great humiliation for the female students.

Despite the embarrassment and the strange looks she received, Wu Qingzi's eyes welled up with tears. The four young masters of the Imperial City, standing on the steps of the Imperial College, called out to her first.

Dongfang Shu said angrily to Nangong Fengyao, "Enough! She is a woman. What we're doing is going too far. Have we lost all our basic manners and upbringing?!"

Nangong Fengyao had actually hesitated when Wu Qingzi walked to the gate of the Imperial Academy. Now that Dongfang Shu said this, he was unusually annoyed, so he pursed his lips and remained silent.

Lu Xuanfeng, standing to the side, said nonchalantly, "Dongfang Shu, we agreed that a bet is a bet, didn't we give her other options?! Are you going to get angry with your brother over a woman?"

Wu Qingzi was unaware of what had happened to them. She stubbornly raised her head, opened her red lips, and a tear fell. Just as she was about to call out a second time, her wrist was grabbed.

Upon closer inspection, she realized it was Dongfang Shu. Before Wu Qingzi could react, the man silently led her away, while Nangong Fengyao stood not far away watching them disappear from sight...

As Ye Yuwu stood in the private room, she saw more and more people downstairs, and those who had initially questioned Wu Hualing had already given up their doubts about him.

Ye Yuwu felt that she had indeed made the right choice; Wu Hualing was definitely the perfect storyteller!

Meanwhile, Manager Gao downstairs couldn't stop smiling as he watched the tea money keep coming in; his eyes practically popped out of his head.

He thought to himself: Manager Ye is indeed amazing. I underestimated her before. I didn't expect so many people to come to their Tea House and Storytelling Center.

Upstairs, Ye Yuwu, seeing that it was getting late, said goodbye to Manager Gao and left the teahouse. Before she left, the enthusiasm in the teahouse hall remained high.

Before leaving, Ye Yuwu didn't notice the white-robed man in the corner casting his gaze at her.

"Huh? What's she doing here?"

As soon as Ye Yuwu returned to the teahouse, Zhang Rouyan hurriedly came to greet her, and the little girl behind her also looked unwell.

"What's wrong, Rouyan?" It was rare to see a look of panic in her eyes.

"Shopkeeper, it's been almost a whole day, and Wan Niang hasn't come to the bookstore yet."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuwu raised her beautiful eyes and asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know either. Wan Niang is never late, nor would she fail to come for no reason. Something must have happened."

“These past few days we’ve noticed that Wan Niang has been acting suspiciously and covering herself up completely. When we ask her what’s wrong, she just says nothing’s wrong.”

The two girls didn't ask any more questions after that.

Because this Wan Niang was a bit strange, every now and then, no matter how hot the weather was, she would always dress herself up completely, not showing any skin except her head.

"Thinking about it today, there might be some clues," said the two girls behind Zhang Rouyan.

Ye Yuwu and everyone in the bookstore had been very busy these past few days, which is why no one noticed anything amiss with her.