When Lin Mu Ci returned to the villa, she and Ling Qian He had already become a trending topic.
Those who ate Ling Qian He's homemade wontons shed tears of joy, while those who didn't ate them shed tears of sorrow and envy.
"Wow, Brother Qian He rarely makes public appearances, but when he does, it's always something big!"
"Brother Qian He spoils Xiao Ci so much, ahhh, for the girl he loves, the top-tier celebrity is learning to make wontons by the roadside!"
"And they're delicious too!"
Fans who had tasted them posted pictures and proudly showed them off.
"They are indeed super delicious, hahaha, Brother Qian He really has a talent for cooking. I'm already imagining the exquisite scene of him cooking in the kitchen."
"A handsome man wearing an apron, mist dampening his eyelashes, holding a spatula with his eyes slightly lowered. As he continuously stirs, the aroma of the food drifts up, fragrant and pervasive, filling the air and making one's nose tingle with its deliciousness..."
The fans' descriptions made one involuntarily swallow.
The main thing was, who wouldn't want to be fed by Ling Qian He?
"It's really hard to imagine someone like Brother Qian He washing his hands to make soup for someone. I still remember the characters he played: a domineering warlord, a cold and noble young master, a proud and tyrannical little emperor. Woohoo, but thinking of him obediently cooking, I would truly be moved by Brother Qian He's gentleness!"
"I'd really fall for him."
The fans silently envied Lin Mu Ci.
"Let me envy Xiao Ci, even if it's just for one day."
"Brother Qian He and Xiao Ci, I really don't know who to envy more."
"Wuwuwu, Xiao Ci is also so beautiful and cute. The way she peeks at Brother Qian He from behind, I'm almost melting from her sweetness!" Da Feng Novel Network
"Who would imagine this is a top-tier Chinese female celebrity nominated for Best Actress and who has broken so many records!"
"Qian Mu CP, so sweet!"
Fans now also knew that Lin Mu Ci had been nominated for Best Actress for her brilliant performance in "Desperate Woman," and the fans were very impressed with her acting in the film.
"She really performed so well!"
"Wuwuwu, my Xiao Ci, my destined Xiao Ci, I'm truly amazed by her. I've never seen such a talented and hardworking girl. Watching her fight scenes in Wu Min Long's film, I felt so heartbroken, there were no stunt doubles or special effects."
"When I saw her crying scenes in 'Desperate Woman,' I cried uncontrollably in the cinema."
"But in private, Xiao Ci is really cute and sweet. It's only right that Brother Qian He spoils her so much. Who wouldn't like a cute Xiao Ci!"
...
While the fans were commenting online, Lin Mu Ci was lying on the sofa, making more precise comments, which were likely directed at Ling Qian He.
The young girl wore an oversized white shirt, clearly Ling Qian He's. Her entire body was slightly flushed. She raised her head, her eyes rippling, a hint of nervousness surging from the depths of her eyes.
Ling Qian He smiled and said,
"You've eaten the wontons, what else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Do you want to eat a cake?"
She touched her stomach and shook her head obediently.
"No."
Her attitude was firm. She was a star, and she had to be aware of her status.
Ling Qian He's gaze flickered over her fingertips to her abdomen, his eyes deep and inscrutable. Last night, he hadn't used any protection.
He didn't know if there would be a baby—but even if there were, it wouldn't matter. He would raise the baby in Xiao Ci's belly well.
He directly asked her,
"Xiao Ci, do you want me to hold a public wedding?"
Lin Mu Ci was first taken aback, then stunned by his question.
"Wait... wait a moment."
The tip of her tongue pressed against her teeth, her voice becoming muffled.
"Public... a public wedding?"
Her mind went blank for a moment. The man opposite her nodded slowly.
"Yes, a wedding."
"I owe you a wedding. I have to give it to you."
Lin Mu Ci originally wanted to ask when he had ever owed her a wedding, as this was their first marriage. But she suddenly recalled past small worlds. Lin Mu Ci coughed for a moment, suddenly lowered her head, and mumbled incoherently.
Thinking about it this way.
It seemed true—
She was indeed indebted to him.
And it was all her one-sided debt to Ling Qian He. Lin Mu Ci took a deep breath. Then, the cold and beautiful woman said in a very soft voice,
"Okay."
"I agree."
"But I want to continue acting..."
Ling Qian He hummed. He kissed her hair, his eyes full of smiles.
...
In the afternoon, Lin Mu Ci's agent, Ye Tong Tong, called her again. Lin Mu Ci's agent sounded a little anxious on the phone.
"Xiao Ci?"
"Have you chosen a script?"
"How about the one I showed you?"
Lin Mu Ci coughed.
"Are there any others?"
Ye Tong Tong felt a headache coming on again.
"Others... Let me think. Of course, I have plenty of scripts. Scripts from almost all nationally renowned screenwriters have been sent to me, as well as some stunning scripts from new authors. Oh, are you interested in historical romance? I think this script is quite interesting."
Lin Mu Ci lay on the sofa, her body almost sinking into it, her eyes moving slightly.
The little system in her mind chimed with a cheerful notification.
"Congratulations, host, you've triggered a new script again."
"It's the same situation as before, this script..."
The little system paused, while Lin Mu Ci raised an eyebrow and said without hesitation.
"This script is also from a small world that Ling Qian He and I have experienced?"
The little system gave a silly giggle.
"It's exactly as you thought. However, this one is set in ancient times."
Lin Mu Ci was used to the system's routines. She hummed, and the little system didn't hesitate, directly letting her enter the acting space to view the new plot.
...
The young princess of the Duke's mansion, Mu Ci, was exquisitely beautiful. From childhood, she had grown into a graceful and elegant young lady, a renowned beauty in the city.
Her looks were stunning, and her personality was delicate. Almost everyone in the city doted on her, and she was undeniably the cherished favorite.
Lin Mu Ci felt this role was quite good. A delicate beauty, which sounded effortless to play.
Furthermore, it was the type of universally loved, charisma-filled character.
She was quite satisfied.
She felt the little system had done a good job for once.
However, the subsequent plot made Lin Mu Ci slightly stunned. Cracks began to appear on her usually calm face, and the corners of her eyes twitched involuntarily.
She continued to read, and when she saw the later plot, she couldn't help but ask the little system.
"Are you playing with me?"
The little system was very innocent.
"How could I? Host, don't you think this story is good? And your target for conquest is also very simple."
Lin Mu Ci was extremely frustrated.
"I'm not here to conquer anyone. You know I'm trying to regain my memories with Ling Qian He. Where is Ling Qian He? Looking at this plot, no one here seems like him."
This plot, to be precise, was also very simple. The first half was a sweet and pampered life of a universally loved favorite in ancient times.
Her father was a Duke with a very high noble title. Her mother's family was prominent, a noble and esteemed clan. They had a daughter who was cherished like a pearl and a treasure, doted on to the heavens.
And she had been extremely beautiful since childhood, and being sickly, she was doted on even more.
Her elder brothers all treated their sister extremely well, almost granting her every wish.
Her paternal aunt was also the current Empress, who had the only legitimate son, the Crown Prince. She often brought her to the palace and treated her very well. Her Crown Prince brother also adored his sister and personally taught her to write and read.
It could be said that this was an almost perfect life. If there were no accidents, she could have lived happily ever after.
However, the biological brother of her character could not possibly be Ling Qian He. But if not her biological brother, could it be the Crown Prince? While that Crown Prince was kind and benevolent, he was too indecisive and lacked decisiveness. He seemed somewhat clingy.
Not overbearing enough.
This person—Lin Mu Ci felt it didn't match Ling Qian He's personality.
Even if he had lost his memory, the personality he displayed would never be like this.
These were not Ling Qian He. Where would Ling Qian He be?
The little system said,
"He's in the latter half. Host, keep reading, and you'll know."
Lin Mu Ci continued to read, and only then did she understand.
In this plot, the latter half of the story took a sharp turn.
Her Crown Prince brother and paternal aunt were involved in treason and were imprisoned.
The Duke's mansion fell into decline.
Her brothers were all exiled.
Her father and mother fell ill and died.
She, alone, though not imprisoned, fell from heaven to hell. And only then did she realize that her miserable fate was all related to Prince Yan.
This Prince Yan was the biological brother of her Crown Prince brother, but he had been banished to the Northern Region since childhood. He led troops in battles, winning every one, and could almost be called a God of War.
His mother was killed by her paternal aunt, the Empress.
He had meticulously planned for years to seek revenge.
Later, after the Crown Prince was confined and the Empress deposed, he became the next emperor.
He governed the country with great diligence and made it prosperous; he was indeed an excellent emperor.
However, Mu Ci was imprisoned by him in a villa, living a life of suffering and oppression, like a caged bird.
She eventually committed suicide, dying at the age of barely twenty.
From a pampered noble lady envied by the entire capital to a pitiable person with nothing, she truly transformed from a flower of worldly prosperity into one enduring harsh wind and bitter rain.
Lin Mu Ci sighed and asked the little system.
"Prince Yan is Ling Qian He?"
"What is my mission in this world? It couldn't be some crappy mission to stop him from seeking revenge by using love, could it?"
The little system was extremely guilty and chuckled foolishly.
"Host, you guessed quite accurately, haha."
"The main mission in this world is to move this cold-blooded, icy God of War."
"But host, don't worry, we'll give you many special favors. Besides, you are a top-tier, delicate beauty, adored by all and blooming like flowers. In this world, he is a rough and tough man, always marching and fighting in the military camps. You just need to seduce him a little."
"He will definitely be moved by you!"
The little system spoke with great conviction.
Lin Mu Ci, however, snorted coldly, believing the little system had arranged a hellish instance for her.
"The revenge for his mother's death, he won't let our entire family off."
"This is not about whether he can be moved by me or not, it's about whether I can survive."
Lin Mu Ci's expression was still somewhat cold. She lowered her head, her fingertips tightening to the point of almost turning white. She squinted her eyes and suddenly said. Da Feng Novel
"In this script, his identity is still that of a prince, just like in the previous demon lord instance, right?"
According to the script, it should be written like this.
However, the little system suddenly became evasive.
"Probably... perhaps, it's possible."
Lin Mu Ci knew her well. The moment she heard that, she knew there must be other hidden circumstances.
"No?"
"Why the sudden silence?"
"He's not a prince? Impossible, right? Doesn't this plot state that he eventually ascended the throne as emperor... If he's not a prince, how could he ascend the throne as emperor?"
The little system was already eager to send her into the acting space.
"Host, let's have you enter this world first. Once you enter this world, you'll find out as you explore, okay?"
The little system's voice was soft and syrupy.
Then the little system said,
"Host, you go in first. In this world, you are incredibly beautiful, charming, and sweet!"
"It's like the 'universally loved' attribute amplified to the extreme..."
"Are you going or not?"
Lin Mu Ci didn't refuse. She was also very curious. This world's plot, could there be some hidden circumstances?
...
The Northern Region was full of wind and snow. Amidst the wind and snow, there were several extremely luxurious carriages. The carriages swayed forward, and several wind chimes hung around them. The heavy snow falling at this moment prevented them from ringing, as if they were in slumber.
The carriage stopped in the Northern Region. A fair, slender hand lifted the carriage curtain, and then she slowly gasped.
"So... so cold."
The maidservant beside her immediately shielded her from the cold wind.
"I told you, let A Bi shield you from the wind, Miss. You insisted on coming out. Second Young Master is in the Northern Region, and he'll be delighted to see you. But he's worried about your health. If you catch a cold, he'll be so worried about you."
The young lady beside her paused slightly, then smiled faintly.
"It's enough that my brother will be happy to see me. I also pleaded for a long time before Father and Mother allowed me to come."
The young lady's eyes rippled with a slight smile.
"I've never been here before. I should experience the magnificent scenery here."
"Besides, I heard that Brother is currently serving as a副将 (deputy general) under Prince Yan. I'm also very curious about this Prince Yan."
The maidservant A Bi beside her paused slightly, then said softly,
"I hear that Prince Yan is a bloodthirsty god of death... Miss should stay away. Miss is delicate, don't be affected by the killing aura emanating from this Highness."
The young lady opposite shook her head. She stepped down from the carriage. Beneath her cloak was a pale and delicate small face, but it was impossibly beautiful. She smiled and said,
"I'm not afraid."
She was looking for Prince Yan, so how could she be afraid?