Mountain and River Festival

Chapter 299 Yan Jun’s Revenge

Upon returning to her room and opening the letter, Pei Chuyun's smile froze on her face, turning into a very serious expression.

Seize the body...

Simply talking about possession is somewhat better, but a mother possessing a daughter's body...

Pei Chuyun pursed her lips tightly, staring blankly at the letter, her gaze wandering off somewhere else.

After a long while, she suddenly smiled slightly, her eyes filled with tenderness: "So I really can win people's hearts."

She carefully put the letter into her ring, stretched, and leisurely went out.

It's as if the enormous hidden dangers warned about in the letter don't exist.

Walking down the street, people instinctively made way for them; not only men, but even women had a kind of fanatical light in their eyes.

Pei Chuyun has become very famous in the capital these past few months.

She has published her own collection of poems, with a strange title: "Xingyi Collection".

Previously, when Pei Chuyun and Lu Xingzhou casually bought a collection of contemporary poems while shopping, Lu Xingzhou commented that while the poems were passable, they weren't particularly good either, and Pei Chuyun shared the same opinion. She had regretted it then, feeling that her own poetry was clearly superior to theirs, yet she hadn't been able to publish a collection.

Now that her poetry collection has been published, her status as the eldest daughter of the Pei family, coupled with her truly exceptional talent, has made her name as a "talented woman" truly resound throughout the capital and subsequently spread throughout the world.

The manuscripts that I carried around like a white flower every day during my time at the Imperial Academy have finally shown their true value.

Pei Chuyun didn't even dare to ask Lu Xingzhou to correct her manuscripts. She felt unworthy of the title of "talented woman," believing Lu Xingzhou to be the true genius, whose poems and lyrics were simply unmatched. Asking Lu Xingzhou for feedback felt like cheating.

Heaven knows that if Lu Xingzhou were to actually correct him, he wouldn't be able to utter a single word.

Pei Chuyun's talent was not limited to her poetry collections.

Not long ago, during the Dragon Boat Festival, the Imperial Academy held a banquet, with officials in attendance and students providing entertainment and performances. Pei Chuyun's performance on the guqin stunned the entire audience, with everyone agreeing that it reached the level of a master.

This is even more incredible. She's a master of both music and poetry, incredibly beautiful, and her cultivation is unparalleled. She even beat the top rookie to a pulp... She's truly flawless and is on a meteoric rise towards becoming a goddess, unstoppable.

Pei Qingyan and his son Pei Yu were overjoyed. Not only did they not try to stop them, they secretly hired some online trolls.

Pei Chuyun thus became the most popular goddess in the capital. Everyone, from vendors to laborers, knew her name. Not only were countless men obsessed with her, but countless women also regarded her as an idol and were fanatical fans.

The discordant voices within the Pei family disappeared without a trace, and the people of Hedong recognized the status of this legitimate daughter.

In fact, Pei Chuyun had already achieved what she had been pursuing when she first opened her heart to Lu Xingzhou. Back then, it was because of her awkward position in the sect, the inability to use her hobbies, and the inability to become famous despite her talent... Ultimately, even recognizing relatives was for these reasons. She was manipulated by that scoundrel and ended up losing her body in the end.

But now that her wish has been fulfilled, Pei Chuyun is not as happy as she had expected when she looks back.

Although Pei Chuyun believes her vanity is not the reason for her vanity, but rather a pursuit of her own life's value, she doesn't deny that she does have a little vanity, which she sees as nothing shameful. Having achieved success and fame, and being adored by millions, what more could she ask for than the arrogance that comes with it?
Perhaps because of the way her family looked at her, it increasingly felt like she had acquired a marriage treasure of immense value. She tried her best not to let that feeling creep into her speech, but it was still hard to hide.

The same goes for Master... In fact, this situation was created step by step by Master.

Family members and mentors don't value my achievements or the realization of my life's value that much; they value what I can bring them more.

Even those who say "You have a father" are not immune to the prevailing sentiment; the Pei family is ultimately a political entity.

Who else?
In this world, there is only one person, Lu Xingzhou, who can unconditionally support him in realizing his value and do everything he can to promote it, without having any ulterior motives of his own.

Although perhaps he was only doing it for his own body, or perhaps for the contrast and the thrill... that little bit of ambition. But he absolutely did not intend to use his success as a bargaining chip, which is fundamentally different from others.

Even now, though he has already obtained her, he is still concerned about her safety and is anxiously sending messages to warn her.

As for the reminder... it seems that Pei Chuyun herself wasn't completely unaware of it.

that's not important.

The important thing is that he's not around.

And so the once bustling and prosperous capital city became desolate.

Pei Chuyun unconsciously walked towards the roadside bookstall, gently stroking the poetry collection, as if a handsome man beside her had a gentle look in his eyes: "You like this?"

Turning her head, she saw only a fleeting, ethereal figure; ultimately, no one was there. Suddenly, her vision blurred, and a petite, smiling girl appeared before her: "Are you Miss Pei?"

Even when Pei Chuyun was in a daze, or even when she was at her sharpest, she couldn't imagine that this person was the murderous Yama King from just now, not even a slightly flat-chested one.

Seeing the girl's cheerful expression, Pei Chuyun couldn't help but smile slightly like an aunt: "It's me, little sister, is there anything I can help you with?"

He thought to himself that if she wanted an autograph, he would just sign it for her.

"I read the young lady's poetry collection, and she said that two of the poems were written by a friend: 'A waterfall plunges three thousand feet, a light chill rises from the small building.'"

So that's what they were asking about… Pei Chuyun sighed softly. She couldn't bear to see Lu Xingzhou's timeless poems forgotten, nor did she care if they overshadowed her own poetry collection, so she had included them. Recently, many people had indeed asked about this, but she hadn't explicitly stated, "This friend is of noble character and dislikes the limelight, so I have concealed his name, and it's inconvenient to tell you. Please forgive me, young lady."

Yuan Muyu secretly curled her lip. After so many years together, Lu Xingzhou would occasionally spout some timeless lines of poetry; how could she not know? Even a fool could guess that it was Lu Xingzhou who wrote them. She just hadn't expected Lu Xingzhou to actually start sending poems to others... Fortunately, at least he concealed the names, so it wasn't so direct.

Yuan Muyu felt a pang of envy, but also wanted to know if Lu Xingzhou had left anything else behind, so she continued, "Then I won't ask this gentleman's name, but can I just ask if he has any other works?"

Pei Chuyun asked in surprise, "How did you know he was a gentleman?"

"That kind of spirit, like a waterfall plunging three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way were falling from the ninth heaven, could it be a young lady?" Yuan Muyu glanced at Pei Chuyun with disdain: "You don't even know such a simple principle? Did you buy your poems?"

Pei Chuyun was both annoyed and amused: "Is this how you ask a question?"

"I like him, not you." Yuan Muyu said confidently, but in his heart he was thinking, "If you don't say it, I'll put a sack over your head and beat you until you do. Do you think I should fawn over you?"

Although it was quite infuriating, Pei Chuyun was reminded of her own immature self and didn't take offense. In fact, she secretly rejoiced that someone was appreciating Lu Xingzhou's work with her, so she said, "There's another one by him that's already widely known."

The poem from Qingyao Garden, which Lu Xingzhou himself has admitted to being written, is tantamount to announcing that the poems included in her poetry collection are also Lu Xingzhou's works.

Yuan Muyu was taken aback: "Well-known? How can there be something that's well-known?"

Pei Chuyun couldn't help but say, "There are so many things you don't know at such a young age. You should be humble."

"...Who are you calling a little kid?"

Pei Chuyun glanced at her chest with pity in her eyes.

Yuan Muyu secretly wondered if she could really beat her up in her current state. Before she could figure it out, she heard Pei Chuyun sigh: "But it's not your fault. I just met an older senior who is even younger than you. He's so pitiful."

Yuan Muyu remained expressionless.

That senior colleague isn't younger than me; we're clearly the same age.

"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore." Pei Chuyun turned her head with a smile and waved her hand: "There's another one, the stone tablet in Qingyao Garden. You'll know when you get there."

Even after they were far away, Pei Chuyun was still thinking to herself, "This flat-chested girl is actually very pretty. I even told her that those poems were written by Lu Xingzhou. Did I just add a rival to my love life for no reason?"
Whatever, it doesn't matter. He wants a woman, I'll tie her up and give her to him. She's just a stupid, flat-chested little girl; even if she really joins the war, she'll only be a maid...

With something on his mind, he had already stepped into the Imperial Academy.

The threshold she had crossed countless times before suddenly seemed a few degrees higher, and Pei Chuyun, caught off guard, tripped and fell straight down.

—Having taken the same minor skill, the Puffing Technique, as Ah Nuo, the Ye sisters have identical thought processes.

Fortunately, she was a third-rank expert, and while in mid-air, she spun around and was about to come to a stop in an extremely graceful posture.

Cheers erupted from the students nearby: "Well done! As expected of Miss Pei!"

Before she could finish speaking, an invisible, large hand silently pressed against her waist.

Pei Chuyun's graceful aerial spin ended in failure, and she fell face-first into the mud in front of everyone.

On a distant rooftop, a flat-chested girl stood with her hands on her hips, saying, "You even chased me in a boat! You repeatedly called me small, and you couldn't even flatten me!"

Poor Pei Chuyun still doesn't know which deity she offended. Fortunately, even when the goddess falls, she remains a goddess. A group of girls watching went to help her up, their eyes brimming with tears of heartache: "Which unwanted jerk plotted against Miss Pei? Waaaaah... Even when she falls, she falls so beautifully."

Yuan Muyu nearly fainted, then turned and angrily went to Qingyao Garden.

(End of this chapter)