"Fu Jiu Jiu stood at the door for a while, calming her emotions. She told herself, this lifetime, she was Fu Jiu Jiu. Even if this wasn't that Tang Xian, she had to get him."

……

Wei Ling'er finished her official duties, but she didn't want to return to that cold and lifeless home.

This is completely different from what she imagined.

She firmly believes that reading is beneficial and that the more she reads, the more well-rounded she will be.

This time, she switched to a different bookstore. She had read almost all the books at her previous bookstore, and occasionally bought a few favorites to savor.

But as she passed the bookstore entrance, she saw a commotion.

The woman was dressed provocatively, heavily perfumed, the scent almost overwhelming. Her clothes were revealing, and Wei Ling'er frowned, feeling that this kind of person defiled this place.

"Oh, boss, just accept it. Give me any two dollars, there are so many books here, you won't lose money."

"Oh my, young lady, our shop only sells new books. Yours... are all old, and even handwritten! What is this? A notebook? Oh dear me, it's not even a famous person's notebook. Who would want this?"

"Your place is cheaper, give me two ounces of silver. At worst, I'll stay with you for a while longer..."

As the woman spoke, she leaned her soft body against the man.

The man shivered. "Oh no, absolutely not! This book...we really can't accept it."

The woman curled her lip. She still thought these books were worth something. That dead man, leaving all this behind him. Luckily he didn't marry her back then, or she wouldn't have ended up beheaded with him.

The woman let out a sigh and sat down at the doorway. She tossed her bag to the ground, striking a pose as she called out, "Books for sale! Books for sale! These are good books, you know! Buy my book, and I'll even give you a kiss from yours truly!"

Wei Ling'er shook her head in disdain, truly a disgrace to civility.

She didn't want to be seen as a pushover, and she saw the contempt in Wei Ling'er's eyes.

She doesn't care about things like whether someone is a new scholar or not. All she cares about is whether a man has money and is willing to spend it on her.

"Well, well, what's that expression on your face? Are you envious of me?"

Wei Ling'er frowned, "It's unreasonable."

The woman was out of sorts, thinking it was something from before. But the result was that no one wanted it. "You stop right there, you little brat! What did you just mean? Do you think you're better than everyone else?"

"Don't touch me," Wei Ling'er frowned.

"But the woman wouldn't back down. 'So what if I hit you? I'm going to hit you anyway. Do you think I'm dirty? Hmph, who knows who's dirtier between us. My badness is out in the open, but yours is hidden deep inside.'"

The woman doesn't know what she's talking about; she was just letting off steam and venting her anger.

In the scuffle, the two people stomped on the books, scattering them everywhere. Some were overturned, and others had their pages ripped off.

All the women didn't care. Wei Ling'er just wanted to get rid of the annoying women, but unexpectedly, she caught a glimpse of a name on the messy book that had been trampled.

She was startled and suddenly stopped, nearly being pushed over by the woman.

The woman crossed her arms triumphantly. "Hmph, little slut, you dare to fight me? You're really tired of living. It's not your turn to say anything about me. Back in my day, I was also someone who was worth a fortune."

Wei Ling'er could no longer hear what she was saying. She looked at the woman, "Your book, I want it."

"Huh?" The woman was taken aback, thinking she had misheard. "You... you're not joking, are you?"

Wei Ling'er took a deep breath. This woman still had some strength left, "Two taels of silver, is that right?"

The woman nodded, thinking to herself that this girl must have been stunned by her. She hadn't even hit her head just now, "Are you really sure?"

Wei Ling'er nodded, "The money is here, the book is mine."

The woman, fearing she might change her mind, took the silver and quickly disappeared.

But after taking only two steps, she turned back. "Hey, I'm Lǜwú Courtyard's Lǜtáo hóng. I still have some books there. Would you like them?"

Wei Ling'er was now sorting through the books on the ground. The crowd was noisy, she only caught a general idea, but she was glad she had heard it.

She had bought the book, and she hugged it home, ignoring her parents' nagging and urging. She went straight into the house, shut the door, and bolted it.

Let those three people shout outside as much as they want, she ignored them completely.

She was flipping through the notebook.

What secret did she see after all?

It's simply unbelievable, horrifying, and something you wouldn't even dream up.

This is a notebook belonging to He Tianlin. What attracted her was the name Fu Jiujiu written on it.

At first, she thought that Fu Jiujiu was having an affair with someone.

But unexpectedly, it was like heavenly scriptures, even more surprising than she had imagined.

She was so excited that she didn't even eat dinner, and only finished it in the middle of the night.

Rubbing her aching eyes, Wei Ling'er got up and stretched.

She smirked: “Fu Jiu Jiu, it seems you weren't born smart after all.”

She stared at the notebook, lost in thought. It was a huge secret, and her first reaction was to burn it.

This way, you won't worry about others finding out.

But then she thought again, she couldn't burn it. If she burned it, there would be no evidence left.

Wei Ling'er held the note, hesitated for a long time, and decided to hide it.

Hidden in a place no one knows, it should never be taken out unless absolutely necessary.

This is Fujuj's death warrant, of course, it could also be hers.

After she finished everything, she clapped her hands, very satisfied with the hiding place she had created. Then she remembered, what was that woman's name again?

Does she still have more books like this in her hands, ones that record He Tianlin's ambition to achieve great things and become emperor through his own strength?

Who is this He Tianlin?

The next day, Wei Ling'er, who hadn't slept all night, was very excited when she went to court.

She hesitated whether to tell her older brother that his bedside companion was an alien.

But that won't do. Right now, her older brother still dotes on her. If I were to say something rash, he would definitely consider their affection and wouldn't listen. I have to wait until he has no more feelings for her before making my move.

By then, Fujujiao would surely be burned as a monster.

Wei Ling'er desperately wanted to know about He Tianlin, but she didn't dare to inquire. Therefore, she decided to find that woman.

Xiaotaohong saw Wei Ling'er in men's clothing and immediately recognized her. "Let me tell you, I didn't hit your head last time, you being silly has nothing to do with me. Besides, I already spent the money you gave me for books, so I won't be returning it."

Weiling smiled, "I don't want you to return the money. I will even give you more. Just tell me about Helin."

Xiaotaohong was stunned for a moment until she saw the silver ingot, then her face broke into a wide smile. Her face, covered in wrinkles, crinkled together, making it look a bit grotesque. "That's a long story, it happened over ten years ago!"