Chapter 722 - 720: Not Trusting My Mom
Ye Xinyan had been so preoccupied with crafting a plot suitable for the era that she hadn’t noticed someone had entered the room. Only when she heard the urging voice did she see three little ones standing by her side. Though Jiuhua was following behind Qi Jiaer and Qi Sanshun, the look on her face was just as anxious.
Ye Xinyan spread her hands helplessly and said, "I forgot, I really can’t come up with anymore."
Qi Jiaer immediately pursed her lips and complained, "How can you forget such a crucial and interesting story? You’re clearly just finding it a nuisance and can’t be bothered to remember."
Interesting? Heaven knows how much effort and brain-racking it took to come up with such a dull tale of chivalry.
Ye Xinyan had an apologetic look all over her face, for she honestly couldn’t remember what came next. She had read too many novels, and recalling such archaic plots was harder than recalling plots about cultivation, post-apocalyptic worlds, science fiction, or fantasy. But readers of the Great Xia Dynasty, would you really be able to calmly accept these anachronistic elements without becoming overly agitated and losing your minds?
"What’s so great about that story? Let’s just talk about the Ugly Duckling instead," Ye Xinyan said in a perfunctory manner.
Qi Jiaer’s eyes were full of reproach, and Qi Sanshun looked like he was about to turn and run.
When they first heard this story, they were filled with anticipation and emotion, thinking they had never heard a story so wonderful. But, but, wail wail wail, no matter how good the story is, it’s unbearable to listen to it every day, isn’t it? Any story heard a hundred and eighty times would make anyone sick, right?