Chapter 4

Evening.

After Yang Yi finished his real dinner, which was just a few hard baked cakes, a group of servants from Prince Xuan's mansion finally arrived at their house with several torches.

"Miss Yang Yue, we are here by the order of Princess Xuanling to escort you to Prince Xuan's mansion."

"Okay, we don't have anything to pack, let's go!"

Yang Yue glanced at the bruised Yang Yi and then got up and walked out of the door.

"Yue'er, wait for me!"

Seeing Yang Yue move, Yang Yi hurriedly got up and followed her.

However, because he accidentally touched a place he shouldn't have, he was severely beaten by Yang Yue, making his legs and feet less agile.

As a result, he hadn't taken a few steps when he fell with a 'thud.'

"Brother, are you okay?"

Seeing Yang Yi fall, Yang Yue quickly ran to his side and helped him up.

In fact, Yang Yue was still very concerned about Yang Yi. If it weren't for Yang Yi touching and pinching her chest and saying things like it was too small, she wouldn't have beaten him so badly.

"My body hurts so much, and my head is dizzy. I don't think I can walk on my own."

After Yang Yi stood up with Yang Yue's help, he directly put his hand on her shoulder, pulling her into his arms.

This action startled Yang Yue. If Yang Yi hadn't said he was dizzy, she would have instinctively pushed him away.

"Do you feel dizzy? I don't think I hit you that hard just now," Yang Yue said softly, her voice tinged with a hint of shyness.

Although she was Yang Yi's sister, she was also a girl.

Being held in a man's arms like this, even if it was her brother, made Yang Yue feel embarrassed.

As for Yang Yi, he wasn't pretending to be in pain; he was really in pain.

Yang Yi's head had been hit by Yang Yue's fists, and his thigh had hit a stone when he fell, now losing some sensation.

"You still have the nerve to say you didn't hit me hard. I'm a patient now. I was just too hungry, so I..." Yang Yi grumbled, but he quickly closed his mouth when he mentioned her chest.

Because Yang Yue was in his arms, he only had to lower his head to see the almost murderous look in her eyes.

Yang Yue's eyes were full of killing intent, but her lively eyes and delicate features made Yang Yi's heart inexplicably stir.

"So beautiful. I'm not a lolicon, but why did I suddenly like this little girl? She is my nominal sister. Could it be because of this body?"

Yang Yi wasn't the type to fall in love with everyone, but after he came to this world, he found himself always wanting to get close to Yang Yue.

For example, now, although he really couldn't walk, he could have just leaned on Yang Yue, but he insisted on hugging her.

"Maybe it's because I just came to this world, so I'm more dependent on my sister who takes care of me."

Yang Yi quickly found an excuse for himself and stopped worrying about the dirty thoughts that had just crossed his mind.

As for Yang Yue, being looked at so closely by Yang Yi, the killing intent in her eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by a hint of panic.

And her heart couldn't help but beat wildly.

"You rest for a moment, I'll find someone else to help you!"

Yang Yue stared at Yang Yi for a while, then avoided his gaze and wanted to find someone else to help him.

"No, this is fine. The princess has prepared a carriage for us, and no one will see once we get in."

Seeing Yang Yue about to leave, Yang Yi immediately hugged her tighter.

"Okay, I'll help you get in the carriage!"

Faced with Yang Yi's strong tone, Yang Yue finally stopped arguing and helped him into the carriage.

As for the servants from Prince Xuan's mansion, they had seen Yang Yi fall, so they didn't look at Yang Yue helping him into the carriage with any strange expressions.

In their minds, it was perfectly normal for a sister to help her brother into the carriage after he fell.

If Yang Yue had ignored Yang Yi, they would have criticized her instead.

After getting into the carriage, neither of them spoke for a while.

Until Yang Yi couldn't stand it anymore, he broke the awkward silence.

"Yue'er, what's the relationship between Prince Xuan's mansion and us? Why are they suddenly taking us there?"

Yang Yi still didn't know what was going on. He thought this body had a good relationship with Prince Xuan's mansion, so they were taking them there to live.

"This..." Yang Yue didn't know how to answer.

She was naturally intelligent and had already noticed the caring look in Yang Yi's eyes.

Because of this, she felt a bit embarrassed about the matter of the book boy.

The current Yang Yi cared a lot about her. If she told him she was going to be a book boy for someone else, he would probably be the first to disagree.

"What? You're going to be a book boy for someone else?" As expected, Yang Yi immediately opposed, saying, "No, absolutely not! I would rather die than let my sister be a book boy for someone else!"

"Why?" Yang Yue asked seriously.

"Because you are my sister, Yang Yi's sister!"

Yang Yi looked straight into Yang Yue's eyes, showing no sign of backing down.

In Yang Yi's memory, being a book boy wasn't the best job.

The previous owner of this body often bullied his book boy.

If a book boy met a good master, they could rise to prominence and change their fate.

But if they met a bad master, they could fall into hell and ruin their life.

Yang Yi didn't know Princess Xuanling's reputation, so he naturally didn't want Yang Yue to be her book boy.

Even if he knew Princess Xuanling had a good reputation, he still wouldn't agree.

For no other reason than that Yang Yue was his sister.

After saying this, Yang Yi immediately shouted, "Stop the carriage, stop the carriage!"

The driver instinctively stopped the carriage.

Princess Xuanling had instructed them to be polite to Yang Yue and Yang Yi.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Seeing Yang Yi shout to stop the carriage, Yang Yue felt a sense of unease.

Moreover, this was the first time she had seen such an angry and serious Yang Yi.

Although such a Yang Yi was handsome, Yang Yue didn't want to see him like this.

"Get out, we're not going to Prince Xuan's mansion."

If Yang Yi could walk, he would have gotten out of the carriage long ago.

"But... I've already promised Princess Xuanling."

Yang Yue was in a dilemma. She could see that Yang Yi was determined not to let her be a book boy.

But she had already promised Princess Xuanling.

Moreover, if she didn't become a book boy, she couldn't even provide Yang Yi with a good meal.

Just like earlier, she had clearly seen that Yang Yi found it hard to swallow the baked cakes.

Actually, it wasn't just Yang Yi; she felt the same way.

So going to Prince Xuan's mansion as a book boy was definitely a better option.

At least she could provide Yang Yi with a good meal and a decent place to live.

"Yue'er, I'm telling you clearly, even if I starve to death on the street today, I won't let you work for someone else to support me. Besides, I'm different now. After experiencing life and death, I've understood the meaning of life. Today, I will take this opportunity to write a book."

Yang Yi's tone was firm, and he struggled to stand up, trying to get out of the carriage on his own.

Seeing this, Yang Yue, though she wanted to argue, had to help him out of the carriage to prevent him from falling again.

"Brother, we won't go to Prince Xuan's mansion, but let's forget about writing a book. After all, you haven't read much before."

After helping Yang Yi out of the carriage, Yang Yue planned to take him home.

As for writing a book, based on her understanding of Yang Yi, he couldn't even write a poem, let alone a book.

Hearing this, Yang Yi thought to himself, "It's all because of this damned predecessor, making Yue'er look down on me. No, today I must write a book, not only to prove myself but also to give Yue'er a better life."

With this thought, Yang Yi said firmly, "Today I must write a book. Take me to the Spirit Book Pavilion now."

The Spirit Book Pavilion was a place that sold spirit pens, spirit ink, spirit paper, spirit coins, and spirit books, providing all the materials needed to write a spirit book.

If Yang Yi wanted to write a book, he needed the basic tools: a pen, ink, paper, and an inkstone, and they had to be spirit versions.

None of these items were cheap. With Yang Yi's current wealth, he couldn't even afford a single spirit coin.

However, if he could write a spirit book, the cost of the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone would be negligible.

Once the spirit book was completed, the money from people reading and exchanging it for spirit weapons would be enough to help Yang Yi out of his current predicament.

"Brother, are you really going to write a book? But we don't even have the money to buy or rent a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."

Yang Yue looked at Yang Yi worriedly, stating their current困境.

That's right, both Yang Yi and Yang Yue were now penniless.

They couldn't even afford a good meal, let alone rent a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

But since Yang Yi said he wanted to write a book, he must have already thought of a solution.

"Yue'er, do you believe I can write a spirit book?" Yang Yi took a deep breath and asked Yang Yue seriously.

"I... I believe!"

Yang Yue originally wanted to say no, but seeing the hopeful look in Yang Yi's eyes, she had to lie and say she believed.