I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 46

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, Yin Beiqing’s appetite had improved a lot too. One bowl of peach soup quickly reached the bottom in her hands, and she raised her hand to ask for another.

As she ate, she noticed Yan Yu was merely sitting there watching her eat, and asked, “Why aren’t you eating?”

Yan Yu shook her head. “I don’t eat cold food at night.”

Her body was very sensitive to cold things. As long as she ate even a little cold food after dinner, her stomach would definitely hurt.

Yin Beiqing nodded, indicating that she understood.

Yan Yu originally thought that would be the end of it, but the other party soon pushed a bowl over to her. “Then you can eat it if it’s warm.”

She reached out to take it. The temperature her fingertips touched was indeed warm, but not scalding. It was just right for eating.

She raised her head to look at Yin Beiqing and laughed very softly. “So you also waste spiritual arts on things like this.”

Of course, those words received no reply.

Yan Yu drank the warm peach soup spoonful by spoonful. The feeling of her stomach being filled made her a little sleepy. Thinking that she had not slept since waking before dawn that morning, and that she had already resolved the matter of returning Yin Beiqing’s gift, she planned to tidy up and get up to return to her room.

“Wait.” Yin Beiqing spoke.

“What is it?”

“There’s something.”

After Yin Beiqing finished speaking, she stood and took out a box. When she opened the lid, the things inside clattered all over the table.

She pointed at the items on the table and spat out four words. “Make it once.”

Yan Yu reached out and righted a tilted jar. “Make incense?”

These were all incense-making tools. Yan Yu’s mother had liked making incense herself in the past, so Yan Yu had watched along.

“I don’t know how,” Yan Yu said directly.

The process of making incense was tedious and complicated. It required a certain amount of care and skill. Sometimes even changes in the weather could affect the final product. Yan Yu only had a superficial understanding and had never practiced it herself.

“Wasn’t the incense in your room made by you?”

“No.” Yan Yu shook her head. “It’s just incense distributed from the storeroom. I only occasionally add some supplementary fragrance into it.”

“Is that so?” Yin Beiqing did not seem to believe her.

She had also used the storeroom’s incense for a long time, but she felt it was far less pleasant than the incense in Yan Yu’s room.

Yan Yu looked at Yin Beiqing’s expression and immediately guessed what she was thinking, so she said, “Wait. I’ll go prepare some things. I’ll be back soon.”

She did not plan to ask Yin Beiqing why she wanted to make incense. Since she wanted to, Yan Yu would just go along with it.

Making incense required cooked honey. Yan Yu went out to prepare this.

Fortunately, honey was not a rare thing in this world, and the valley often kept some stocked. She took out a small bowl, placed it in a steamer, and steamed away the excess moisture.

After being steamed, the honey would become thicker and could better merge the various fragrances during the incense-making process. Incense makers also called it refined honey.

Yan Yu packed the honey and returned to Yin Beiqing’s place. She also took some medicinal herbs that would be used from her own room.

“Crush them.” She pushed the mortar and pestle and the herbs in front of Yin Beiqing.

Yin Beiqing looked at the herbs in her hand, then at her. She probably had not expected Yan Yu to push the work onto her.

“My hands have been cramping from practicing hand seals recently. You do it.” Actually, they had not. She was simply sleepy.

After saying this, Yan Yu yawned, propped her chin on her hand, and gestured with her eyes for Yin Beiqing to start quickly.

It was only crushing medicinal herbs into powder. With spiritual arts, it could be done in less than two seconds. But right now, Yin Beiqing did not want to take that shortcut.

“Don’t mix them together. Each herb needs a different amount of time to crush. Do them one by one,” Yan Yu reminded her.

“Mm.”

Yin Beiqing took a Golden Vine Flower, snapped it in half, and tossed it in. Her right hand gripped the pestle and began grinding clockwise.

The process of crushing medicinal powder was dull and boring, and the regular sound kept tugging at one’s nerves.

Yan Yu’s head nodded once. Very quickly, she rubbed her eyes to stay awake and straightened her head again. Seeing that Yin Beiqing had her head lowered and was doing it very attentively, completely not noticing that she was getting sleepy, she relaxed a little.

“Done.” Yin Beiqing handed the result of ten minutes of work to Yan Yu.

“Pretty good,” Yan Yu said. “But it still needs to be finer.”

After hearing this, Yin Beiqing did not show an impatient expression. She continued lowering her head and grinding. Seeing her so serious gave Yan Yu the feeling that she was supervising a child doing homework.

Because it was too quiet in the middle, Yin Beiqing thought Yan Yu had fallen asleep and raised her head to look at her a few times.

She did indeed look sleepy, but her gaze had been on Yin Beiqing the entire time. Perhaps because she was truly tired, this was the first time she revealed an utterly undefended look in front of someone. Her eyes were soft and gentle, and a faint smile sat at the corner of her mouth.

This made Yin Beiqing realize that perhaps when Yan Yu was with her, Yan Yu also felt happy.

It was not only stiffness and distance that rejected people from a thousand li away.

“Is this fine now?” After another ten minutes, Yin Beiqing handed over her result.

“Mm.” Yan Yu pointed to the side. “The ratio of Golden Vine Flower to agarwood is three to one. After all the herbs are crushed into powder, use the refined honey to knead them together.”

In other words, Yin Beiqing would have to go through several more rounds of “ten minutes.”

“…”

She was not tired, exactly. It was only that doing one mechanical movement for a long time made her feel bored and irritable.

However, in the end, she still did not cheat with spiritual arts. For the first time, she tried patiently completing everything. Because she was so focused, she did not notice that Yan Yu had really fallen asleep this time.

When Yin Beiqing held the finished product and wanted to show it off, only to meet Yan Yu’s tightly shut eyelids, a powerful wave of dissatisfaction erupted inside her. But it was quickly suppressed. She merely frowned and raised a hand, poking Yan Yu’s forehead as a way to vent.

Who knew that Yan Yu’s head had no support at all? With a light poke, it slid off the hand supporting it and fell backward. Fortunately, Yin Beiqing reacted quickly enough and caught it with her palm.

Slowly helping Yan Yu’s head back upright, Yin Beiqing stood and carefully examined her sleeping face. After looking for a few seconds, she suddenly seemed possessed as she bent down, picked her up, and placed her on the bed.

“No need to thank me.”

…

“Hey, Lujia, why do you think Master still hasn’t come out?” The little fatty swung its feet, and the branch beneath its butt immediately bent downward with it.

“She might have something to do inside.” Lujia lay on top of Panpan’s head, claws gripping its ears. “Stop swinging. What if the branch breaks?”

“It won’t.” As it spoke, the little fatty began swinging even harder.

“Ahhh—”

A scream sounded, but it was not Lujia’s, nor Panpan’s.

“Who?” Panpan raised its head and looked in the direction of the voice.

Rustle, rustle—

The leaves above them were pushed aside by a wing. Jisang shook out its feathers in a sorry state. “I was almost shaken off by you.”

“Who told you to hide here and eavesdrop?” Panpan glared at it.

“Who was eavesdropping? I was only resting here.” Jisang raised its head. “I’m a bird. Do I need to report to you first before staying in a tree?”

“You—”

Lujia quietly cut in, “What it said seems to make a lot of sense.”

“All right.” The little fatty deflated and glanced at Jisang with little interest. “Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“My master is Lin Baizhu.” Jisang flapped its wings.

“Ohh.” The two little ones nodded, but very quickly asked in unison, “But who is Lin Baizhu?”

“Are you joking with me?” Jisang straightened its body and raised its voice. “That’s Lin Baizhu! The specially appointed genius teacher of Yuling Academy! The peerless beauty of the Jin Kingdom continent! Voted number one most beloved teacher by students for ten consecutive years! And also…”

“Hehehe… wow… amazing…” Although they did not quite understand Jisang’s fashionable rainbow-fart praise, the two still responded very politely.

Only after a whole burst of output did Jisang suddenly remember what it had come for. It hurriedly used its beak to hold out the thing hanging around its neck and passed it to Panpan. “Right, my master told me to give this to Pretty Sister.”

“Pretty Sister?”

“Your master,” Jisang said, widening its eyes.

“…You’re so cheesy.” Panpan shivered. “What is this?”

“Money,” Jisang answered.

Acting on the principle that good things must—

“My master said we can’t take advantage of others.”

“Awo.” Panpan accepted the money pouch. “I’ll tell my master when she comes back.”

After Jisang left, the two little ones continued maintaining their original posture, waiting for the stars and waiting for Yan Yu.

But after this whole night passed, they nearly stared a hole through Yin Beiqing’s door, yet they still did not see Yan Yu come out.

The moon rose and fell. In the blink of an eye, it was daytime.

Yan Yu, having slept well, opened her eyes on the bed. Because the familiar scent of incense around her felt comfortable, she was just about to pull the blanket up and sleep a little more when she abruptly sensed that something was wrong and opened her eyes.

This was not her bed!

When she turned her head to look, she became dizzy again because she came face to face at close range with Yin Beiqing, who was not wearing her mask.

An illusion?

Perhaps her gaze was too noticeable, because the other party soon opened her eyes. Her gaze was clear, looking nothing like someone who had just woken.

Seeing Yan Yu staring at her in surprise, she said, “Awake?”

Yan Yu blinked. What else? Can’t you see my eyes are open this wide?

“Are you clear-headed?” Yin Beiqing asked again.

Although Yan Yu did not quite understand what she meant, she still instinctively nodded.

As a result, the very next second after she nodded, the person beside her flipped over and rose, clasping Yan Yu’s wrist with one hand and pulling it up above her head to pin it down.

The entire movement was as smooth as flowing water. Before Yan Yu could even begin to react, she had already been completely pinned beneath her.

Yan Yu gritted her teeth and struggled, only to find that with her strength, she could not move Yin Beiqing in the slightest. She could only open her mouth and ask, “What are you doing?”

The person holding her wrist bent down, her expression serious and without the slightest hint of joking. “First lesson in physical arts: always stay alert and keep a clear head.”

Yan Yu: Can I swear? 🙂