Chapter 137 Ways to Mock Others in Old Times (1/2)
Lin Mengya felt weary and smelt bit sweaty, and gazed at the vermilion bed curtain, lost in her thoughts.
The events that happened previously, were still lingering in her mind.
Covering her head with the quilt, Lin Mengya felt so much regret that she could have bitten off her tongue.
How stupid she was! She meant to dissuade Long Tianyu from meeting Princess Ming Yue.
But then everything went beyond her control. How did it turn out like this?
Lin Mengya cowered beneath the quilt, feeling a sense of regret and depression.
She fiddled with her fingers, wondering if this was the right time to apologize to Long Tianyu.
”Master, master, are you all right? You scared us to death.”
Baiji drew the curtain back, but Lin Mengya, hiding under the quilt refused to emerge from it.
”Don't worry about me. I'm fine.”
Lin Mengya forced a smile, although she was in low spirits. The maids were all concerned about her.
Something must have happened between their master and the prince. They had been acting strangely, recently.
They had been the most lovey-dovey couple in the camp ground. But ever since they returned home, they had been at loggerheads. What could have happened?
These four ladies had never been in love before. How could they understand that when it comes to love, a jealous woman could be really unreasonable.
For the next three days, Lin Mengya shut herself in her room.
”Well, it can't go on like this! If only Qinghu was here. He was always able to make master happy.”
Standing at the porch, the four ladies were worried.
These days, Lin Mengya always felt drowsy. She took very little food and medicine.
One could die of boredom, if the situation carried on like this.
”Sister—sister—”
Early in the morning, Lin Zhongyu left his room, and hurried to the yard.
”Hush, Childe Yu, please be quiet. The master has just fallen asleep.”
Baishao grasped his arms and glared at him.
”Sorry, I didn't know. My good-hearted sister Baishao, please let me in. She has been sleeping for three whole days already. I'm afraid she will turn into a pig if she continues sleeping.”
Lin Zhongyu stuck his tongue out and looked at Baishao, appealing to her.
”Well, all right then. Be quiet and don't wake her up.”
Baishao finally gave in. She opened the door and let him in.
Lin Zhongyu thought Lin Mengya would be asleep, but instead, she was sitting at the desk, writing something.
”Sister? What are you writing?”
He walked over curiously and saw that Lin Mengya has already written several pages on rice paper.
”You are here. Come and read my work. What do you think of it?”
Lin Mengya was not the type of person, who would fall into decadence, because of a mere break up.
She had continued to pursue her hobby from college. Everything that happened to Crown Prince in Mount Lingju, was written into her novel, much like a legendary tale.
She might have lost her love, but not her career.
Therefore, she recalled every incident involving the Crown Prince, and had written a wonderful story, in just three days.
”This – is really good, especially the scene, when the prince fled. Sister, as soon as you finish this novel, I will ask my men to distribute it around.”
Looking at Xiaoyu, Lin Mengya realized that his power was beyond her imagination.
”It's not good enough to be published as a book. You need to send people to tea houses, restaurants and other entertainment places to narrate the story.”
Lin Mengya sought the best way to spread stories, during the old days. At that time, movable-type printing was just emerging.
Books were limited, and many people were illiterate.
Therefore, the role of a Storyteller was equivalent to the Weibo public accounts, in modern times.
By then, the story would be spread in the capital by countless storytellers, and soon everyone in Dajin would know what the Crown Prince was really like
”It's all right. Just leave it to me.”
Lin Ziyu folded Lin Mengya's manuscript, kept it securely, and there was a wily smile on his face.
”Xiaoyu, you are really not going with them?”
Only a few months had passed, but the young boy she had met by chance in the street, had become like a stranger to her.
”What was the secret behind Xiaoyu?”
”I only want to be with you, sister. I don't care about anything else.”
Xiaoyu gave a short answer. For him, his sister meant everything to him.
”Well, I respect your choice. I've been confined to my room for three days. It's time to go for a walk.”
Her mood lightened, even though she felt that she and Long Tianyu, as an item, was definitely over.
She faked a smile, not letting others see her sadness.
”Master, are you all right?”
Lin Mengya was finally willing to leave her room. The four ladies waited at the door.
They all gathered around and looked at her, worriedly.
Lin Mengya had hidden herself in the room, just to write a story. She did not expect that the ladies would be so worried about her.