bayedsolid Chapter 39 Ancient Version of F4
Chapter 39 Ancient Version of F4
That's the initial plan.
The story revolves around four scions of prestigious families with distinct personalities.
"Daoming Si" - Nangong Fengyao: The leader of the Four Young Masters of the Imperial City, with a domineering and stubborn personality, unrestrained and extremely possessive.
"Hanazawa Rui" - Dongfang Shu: Mature and steady, with a gentle personality, and his eyes are always full of melancholy and mystery.
"Ximen" - Lu Xuanfeng: A cynical playboy, seemingly frivolous but actually devoted at heart.
"Meizuo" - Xu Fenghua: A cool and handsome guy who is not good with words and looks unapproachable, but has a delicate and soft heart.
"Shancai" - Wu Qingzi: A stubborn, brave, fearless, cheerful, generous, helpful, kind, and intelligent ordinary woman.
At this point, the names and personality traits of all the main characters have been summarized.
With these outlines in hand, her thoughts flowed freely, and she immediately began working late into the night, picking up her pen and getting right to work!
Let's keep going for three days and three nights!
With such lofty aspirations, she stayed up all night.
When Huaping got up in the morning, she saw Ye Yuwu with dark circles under her eyes through the half-open wooden window.
Hua Ping exclaimed in surprise, "Miss, you...you didn't sleep all night?"
"It's alright, it's just that my inspiration for writing keeps flowing! You can go to the bookstore without worry!"
Although Hua Ping was somewhat worried, Ye Yuwu kept insisting that she was fine.
Hua Ping could only leave the courtyard with a skeptical attitude.
Not long after Huaping left, her inspiration ran dry, and finally, unable to resist, she fell asleep on the table.
Sometimes inspiration comes and flows endlessly, and you can't stop writing. Other times, when you have no inspiration, you can't squeeze out a single word.
Ye Yuwu, who had sighed countless times while holding the pen, had no choice but to put it down.
This can't go on.
She came up with a solution and asked someone to find her a secluded little courtyard on a mountain. The temperature on the mountain was just as low as at the foot of the mountain, so she could escape the summer heat there.
She rented this small courtyard to provide herself with inspiration.
So I packed a few things up and headed up the mountain with my packed bags.
When Huaping heard that she was going to the mountain to write stories, she insisted on coming along. After all, it wouldn't be convenient for her to be alone on the mountain, and she was also afraid that she might encounter threats on her own.
Ye Yuwu had no objection and allowed her to follow.
A light drizzle began to fall on the first day after we went up the mountain.
Perhaps it was the beautiful scenery that inspired her to write a story after she went up the mountain, and she stayed up for three long nights writing it.
She was almost finished writing when she stretched and went out into the yard for some fresh air. That's when she realized that the rain was still falling and had turned from a drizzle into a downpour.
She abandoned her plan to go out for some fresh air, but as soon as she sat down, she heard a sudden exclamation from the painted screen in the courtyard.
Ye Yuwu, unaware of what had happened, hurriedly walked towards the direction from which the sound had come, holding up her oil-paper umbrella. She searched the courtyard but could not find her anywhere.
Just then, she heard the little girl calling her again. She figured out the direction and headed towards the source of the sound.
As she approached the courtyard gate, she saw Huaping's figure, but it was nighttime and raining, so she couldn't see him very clearly. There was an eave on the top of the gate, which was for shelter from the rain.
She walked quickly to Huaping's side, and when Huaping saw her, she turned to show her the scene outside the door.
“Girl, I heard a noise, and when I opened the gate, I saw someone lying at the entrance.”
The rain was pattering down on the people on the ground.
Because it was too dark and there was no moonlight, and she had come out in a hurry without a lantern, she couldn't see what the person lying in the rain looked like, but judging from the hem of her skirt, she must be a woman.
Everyone says you shouldn't pick up a man who's fallen on the roadside, because it will bring misfortune. But they don't say you shouldn't pick up a woman, do they?
Ye Yuwu's mind raced, going over the plots from the novels and movies she had read before, all about how unlucky people were after picking up cheating men.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. With such heavy rain, it doesn't look like it's going to stop. What if the person faints at the door and dies?
At worst, we can wait for her to wake up and let her leave on her own.
After making up her mind, she called Huaping to help her into the courtyard.
When she lifted the woman up, she realized that the woman was extremely tall, more than a head taller than her, and also quite heavy. Ye Yuwu and Huaping had to use a lot of effort to help her into the house.
After placing her on the bed in the side room, Ye Yuwu patted the rain off herself. Both she and Huaping had gotten quite wet during this ordeal.
They were all soaked by the rain, but none as wet as this woman. It seems we need to change her wet clothes, otherwise she'll definitely get a fever.
After putting the woman down on the painted screen, she went to boil water.
They did have clothes in the room, but none for her size. Ye Yuwu was taller than Huaping, so she could only wear Ye Yuwu's clothes for now.
Ye Yuwu stepped forward and brushed aside the wet hair that was covering the woman's face, revealing her features.
The woman was stunningly beautiful. Even in her disheveled state, her long eyelashes, high nose bridge, fair and clear skin, delicate and beautiful features, pale lips, and fragile appearance made her look like a sickly beauty, as smooth as jade and as graceful as a fleeting glimpse of a swan.
Ye Yuwu was stunned for a moment, but quickly came to her senses and reached out to untie the belt around her waist. Just as she touched the belt, a pair of cold hands clamped down on her hands with such force that it seemed as if they were going to crush her wrists. Ye Yuwu couldn't help but cry out in pain and used her other hand to pound on her wrists, trying to make her let go.
But her grip on her wrist had no effect whatsoever. With a sudden pull from the person holding Ye Yuwu's hand, she was dragged onto the bed. Helpless, she instinctively braced herself against the woman's head with her other hand.
Ye Yuwu lay on top of the woman, and she immediately felt the wetness beneath her, which was strangely cold, and she shivered.
Ye Yuwu slightly raised her eyes, her clear, panicked eyes meeting the woman's obsidian-like pupils. The woman's eyes revealed a murderous expression, chillingly cold.
The good news was that her wrists were freed, but the bad news was that her neck was being choked! Fortunately, she didn't use much force, otherwise Ye Yuwu had no doubt that if the woman had used even a little force, her fragile neck would have been snapped.
"You...you're not a woman?" Ye Yuwu exclaimed in surprise before she could escape the danger.
She was on the verge of tears. She hadn't noticed it so quickly before, but now that she was lying on top of "him," she could feel the slight difference. Those who know, know.
Of course, what made Ye Yuwu so certain of his male identity was his prominent Adam's apple; Ye Yuwu could see his neck without even looking up.
They were so close they almost kissed.
"Don't make a sound." The man's voice was clear and sharp, now slightly hoarse, with a hint of ruthlessness between his brows, which made his appearance even more handsome.