“Still not copying it well?” An Chui’s patience was on the verge of exploding.

Meng Huan hurriedly pointed at Lin Bozhou’s seal. “Look, this seal was obviously struck by a hammer, leaving a unique and complex pattern. Moreover, this character is not the standard regular script but the small seal script. The complexity of the engraving is high, not to mention that I have to copy it. Brother, think about it; this is the private seal of Prince Regent Lin Bozhou, right? If someone can learn it in a day or two, won’t anyone be able to fake his orders easily? The anti-counterfeiting is too poor.”

These words came out of Meng Huan’s mind after careful deliberations.

Although An Chui was cranky, he must admit that what he said made sense.

So every time Meng Huan copied, he would make it extremely close to the real one but with small details that were hard to ignore. It let An Chui know that he was trying hard to copy, but the difficulty was really high, and he couldn’t scold him even if he wanted to.

After Meng Huan finished fooling An Chui, he began to think about what kind of decree An Chui wanted to pass falsely.

Meng Huan’s memory wasn’t very good, so he could only think of where it was.

When he looked out the window in boredom, his mind inevitably recalled the night before he was captured and the scene with Lin Bozhou. That day, his memory was flooded with an indescribable sense of familiarity when he saw that seal.

Meng Huan desperately tried to sort out and recall the contents of the original book.

The outline plot in the original book and the storyline he encountered now almost matched, namely–[being snatched into the residence], [developing a relationship line], [meeting the opportunity to leave the residence], [Lin Bozhou losing his sight], [Meng Huan successfully leaving the residence].

Only his real reason and the original shou’s reason were poles apart.

Meng Huan felt that after transmigrating into the book, the book developed roughly from an abusive text to a sweet text according to the original story framework. Although he felt quite happy daily, the sweet drama in the original book was very little. At that time, he was trying to read the sexual tension of a love-hate relationship.

However, Meng Huan remembered that probably before the original shou escaped from the prince’s residence, he and the original gong were still sweet for a brief chapter or two.

At that time, the comment section screamed, thinking that love was finally coming.

But……

At that time, it was the first few days when the original main gong lost sight after his eye disease recurrence. Readers in the comments section speculated that although the original shou was cold and arrogant on the surface, he must have felt something for the main gong. Because when the original main gong first lost his eyesight, the original shou saw his blindness for the first time. Not only did he put away the usual mocking face, but his eyes occasionally fell on the original gong.

The original gong’s eyes were inconvenient. Once, the shou, surprisingly, personally fed him the medicine.

Another time, he helped him drag away the chair in his way without batting an eyelid.

Once, he even personally reached out to wipe away the stain on the corner of the gong’s lips!

What was this, if not love? This was the way a tsundere shou express his love!

At that time, the reader was very happy knocking cp, thinking that the protagonists would finally start communicating with each other’s hearts. Little did they know that they thought they were on the fifth floor but were actually on the first.

These small unconscious movements of the original shou were perceived individually by the original gong. His thoughts were the same as the reader’s, thinking that the original shou had changed his mind, and under the illusion of love, he also let down his guard against the original shou.

Then, amidst everyone’s ‘So sweet! So sweet! So sweet! I’m dying!’ atmosphere, and the plot suddenly deviated into–

The original shou secretly befriended An Chui from the Li Yuan Troupe and used his small charity of kindness to get the original gong to open up his heart and let go of everything.

Then–

The original shou stole the original gong’s seal.

Meng Huan sat on the bed and jerked up his eyes.

He remembered. The reason why it felt so familiar was when he saw that seal.

He focused on watching the original shou feeding the gong medicine, kissing, and sticking together. As soon as he saw An Chui appear, he knew the plot would continue and was so annoyed that he directly skipped the chapter subscription.

Thus, he later only vaguely remembered the original shou take the gong’s seal, but the impression was not very deep.

As for where that seal was stamped in the end, Meng Huan rubbed his head, and the fuzzy feeling that everything seemed familiar but he could not recall the specific appeared–

Thinking about it, Meng Huan inexplicably sighed.

So, the original book was so sour at that time because the shou completely conquered the original gong after lightly giving him a little sweetness, stealing his seal, and stamping a letter that greatly impacted the original gong’s reputation.

The main gong was not only cheated of his feelings but also his career.

The original shou also carried the letter after stamping it and ran away, equivalent to saying that not only were his eyes blind, but his wife was also gone. Then, he chased him on the horse but fell off it because it was too urgent.

Meng Huan propped up his head and half-closed his eyes; his heart skipped a beat when he thought of this plot.

A shocking palpitation rang out.

…… Would Lin Bozhou still fall off his horse to chase himself?

Meng Huan did not want to see this plot.

He had no opinion about the original book.

But when he thought of Lin Bozhou, his heart was sour.

Meng Huan heaved a sigh again, fighting to recall the contents of that letter again.

“Clatter, clatter, clatter.”

The chains at the door rang, and some people walked in.

The first one was An Chui.

The second one……

When Meng Huan looked up, he locked eyes with Cui Lang.