Yan Wuzhou has ridden back and forth outside the Jiang family wall more than a dozen times. The boy's original ponytail style has been replaced by a square scarf, and he is dressed in a Confucian shirt and robe. He looks like a handsome little scholar. He is cold. One Face pulled the horse's reins again, and the horse obediently turned back and walked along the street that it had been walking on all afternoon.

Huangtian paid off. This time, there was finally movement on the wall, and a delicate chuckle came into his ears.

Yan Wuzhou quickly sat up straight and braced himself. After hearing the chuckle from the wall, he raised his eyebrows slightly and grabbed the reins. The horse snorted and stopped, and the sunshine after the rain passed through the field. A veil-like mist reflected the clear features of the young man's eyes, his eyes were like clear springs splashing jade, and his thin lips were slightly pursed like peach blossoms. He seemed to be crazy. He looked at the spherical mass of flesh at the top of the wall that had crushed a layer of tiles on the wall, and his eyes flickered. Blinking, my heart skipped a beat, and I read the lines tremblingly.

"Where is the beauty... there is a smile on the wall."

The young lady on the wall looked like a dark cloud hanging on the eaves due to the backlight, so she couldn't see her face clearly, but her voice was as sweet as honey, "Ming Yue of the Jiang family, may I ask the young master's name?"

"Yanwuzhou."

"What a great name, Yanlang. This is for you~" The figure moved and threw two things in his hand, "I fell in love with the young master at first sight. Apart from the money, this is a stone I got by chance because of its unique shape. I have kept it well and have never seen anything like it again. Now that I see the young master, I know that this stone is just what I wanted it to be. I fell in love at first sight and am loyal to you."

Yan Wuzhou reached out and grabbed it, opened his palm, and found a bag of silver coins and a heart-shaped stone.

Haha, the shape is indeed unique.

"If Yan Lang is on the list in Qiu Wei, don't forget my help today and come to meet me."

"I will definitely live up to it, Miss."

The elegant young man silently looked at the wall again, took a deep breath with tears in his eyes, and left the street.

……

Mu Qing sat in the courtyard and continued to read the book "Horse on the Wall", while Fu Yao stood aside.

The courtyard has been properly arranged inside and outside, and now only Mu Qing and Fu Yao are left in the courtyard.

"Junior sister, are you still awake?"

Fu Yao smiled lightly, "No, she is waiting for you to take the bait."

Mu Qing stopped turning the pages of the book and raised her eyes to look at Fu Yao, "She is the heroine in your novel?"

A gust of wind swept through the courtyard, and the branches and leaves on the plane trees on the side rustled. The sunlight fell through the gaps in the layers, and the light and shadow were mottled and scattered.

"You guessed my identity so quickly."

"It took some time. For example, I have never introduced anyone around me to you. You knew them well until you saved me. I am sure that the skills that can pull the world's characters to fight against the will of this world, Only the author can use it."

"But it's a very useless skill," Fu Yao sighed. "This world is completely different from what I originally wrote about. I don't know what happened, but as a writer, I don't want my hard work to be wasted like this. I stepped into this world with determination.”

"No matter what, thank you." The boy in white robe smiled at her.

Fu Yao was a little dazed for a moment. Did she make the second male lead so beautiful?

"What I should do is that the world has changed too much, and I can't confirm it myself. This was originally a simple two-part article, but I think the heroine seems to have deviated from what I wrote. I have also supported her from the side before. Just asking about Baizhi, all I get are some not-so-good deeds."

"Oh?" Mu Qing put the book on her lap and looked at her seriously.

"Who was the original male protagonist?"

"Ye Hongyu."

"What about Qi Jiyuan?"

"Who?" Fu Yao was stunned.

The end of Mu Qing's surprised eyes moved slightly, "The last god in this world."

"He is still alive?" Fu Yao said in shock: "Originally, what I wrote was that the last god in the world sacrificed the world to prevent the destruction of the human world. He was not even given a name! But when I came to this world , only to find that a person with the same name and surname as you, who did not appear in my original text, was martyred in heaven and earth."

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