So Prince Yi also read this work

"What's going on?" Bai Piaopiao got up with a frown.

"Miss, come and see quickly, that damn mortal stole your book!" Mao Mao shouted loudly.

"What?"

Bai Piaopiao's expression turned cold, and a compelling aura emanated from her body. Her charming figure turned into a shadow, and in an instant she was in front of the room.

The door opened.

The two walked towards the bed.

Sure enough, on the bedside table, there was a copy of Dream of the Red Chamber.

Seeing this, the coldness on Bai Piaopiao's pretty face became even more concentrated, and there was a hint of killing intent in her aura, as if her beloved treasure had been desecrated.

"No."

But in the next moment, she realized something was wrong. She flashed over to her own bedroom, and when she came back, she was holding another copy of Dream of the Red Chamber in her hand.

"Miss, two copies of Dream of the Red Chamber, what is this?"

Mao Mao looked at the other copy of Dream of the Red Chamber in Bai Piaopiao's hand, and his little mouth instantly gaped open.

"We misunderstood Yi Gongzi." Bai Piaopiao put away the coldness on her face, compared the two copies of Dream of the Red Chamber in her hands, and immediately realized the different degrees of wear on the two books.

"It looks like this copy of Dream of the Red Chamber was left by Yi Gongzi." There was a hint of pleasant surprise in Bai Piaopiao's tone, "I didn't realize Yi Gongzi also read this work."

"But didn't he say last night that he doesn't read books?" Mao Mao asked in confusion.

Bai Piaopiao nodded. This was also what puzzled her. She whispered, "Maybe Yi Gongzi has some unspeakable difficulties!"

"Oh."

Mao Mao nodded.

"I didn't expect Yi Gongzi, as a mere mortal, would have so much in common with me." She gently caressed the two books, and recalled the mortal who shared wine under the moon last night. She softly instructed, "Mao Mao, keep Gongzi's copy of Dream of the Red Chamber. Return it to him next time he comes."

"Okay." Mao Mao immediately took the copy of Dream of the Red Chamber and looked at Bai Piaopiao, "Miss, seeing you like this, could it be you have developed feelings for that mortal from last night?"

Bai Piaopiao shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"How could that be?"

"Although he is talented, after all he cannot compare with the great authors of Dream of the Red Chamber and the Supreme Treasure. He and I merely have a lot in common, also he is just a mortal."

"Oh, alright!"

Mao Mao nodded. She couldn't figure out her mistress, so she hurriedly said, "Then I will hurry to send word to find that great author you spoke of..."

...

The mountain road was rugged.

After two more days of bumpy travel in the mountains, Yi Feng finally finished collecting the herbs he needed.

Of course, in addition to what Zhong Qing needed, Yi Feng also collected quite a few others. Overall it was a bountiful harvest.

After a few more days of rushing about, he finally made it back to the martial arts school.

Zhong Qing's illness had not improved, on the contrary it had become more severe. Yi Feng immediately brewed medicine for Zhong Qing without resting.

After drinking the medicine, Zhong Qing's fever went down quite a bit, and Yi Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is Yi Gongzi here?"

But just as he sat down, shouts came from outside the door.

Yi Feng went out and found it was the steward from Baofeng Business Firm. The steward was extremely respectful to Yi Feng. Without even mentioning how much respect Chairman Yin Xiong, Luo Lanxue and others had for Yi Feng, just the profits his book had brought to Baofeng Business Firm was enough to deserve his respect.

"Oh, it's you guys. Do you have some business?" Yi Feng asked, his face slightly tired.

"Yi Gongzi, we've come to deliver your share of the profits from selling your book." The steward respectfully said. Then he took out a VIP card exclusive to Baofeng Business Firm and handed it to Yi Feng.

"Gongzi, inside is 100,000 gold coins, your share of the profits for last month. Since we worried it would be inconvenient for you to keep so much cash, we took the liberty of depositing it with our firm. You can use this VIP card to withdraw money from our firm at any time. Of course, on the same day every month, we will calculate your share of the monthly profits and deposit the full amount in your account."

Although he knew they must be here to talk about the book, when he heard the amount Yi Feng still couldn't help being stunned. "Did you say 100,000?"

Hearing Yi Feng's words, the steward nodded, but his heart skipped a beat.

Could Gongzi think it's too little?

But he didn't dare say more, and hurriedly took his leave to report back to the firm.

After the steward left, Yi Feng finally regained his senses, and looked at the card in his hand incredulously.

For a time, he laughed out loud.

He had only wanted to supplement his family income, he never dreamed of becoming a bestselling author! And now with a single deposit of 100,000 gold coins he was set for years.

Even more unbelievably, this was just for one month!

Simply delightful...

With a delighted expression on his face he walked back to the martial arts school, but just as he turned around, another shout came from behind: "Yi Shifu."

Looking back he saw Mao Lin from Pingjiang Business Firm walking over smiling, with two others.

"Chairman Mao."

Yi Feng's brows furrowed slightly, but he maintained politeness and nodded, "May I ask what business Chairman Mao has with me?"

"Cough, cough."

Mao Lin coughed awkwardly twice, then smiled and said, "Shifu Yi, to be honest, we've come today to apologize for the previous matter."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

The two men behind him opened the boxes, revealing the glittering gold coins inside.

"A full thousand gold coins, please accept with a laugh, Yi Gongzi."

Mao Lin waved his hand generously and laughed, while giving Yi Feng a meaningful look. A thousand gold coins, he didn't believe that wouldn't move Yi Feng. It was a year's income for ordinary people.