kvmb Chapter 445 Joy of Life 1
Chapter 445 Joy of Life 1
"When it comes to bitterness, the absurdity becomes all the more tragic."
We all share the same dream; let us not laugh at the folly of the world.
On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the handsome young man sighed softly, finally putting down "Dream of the Red Chamber" from his hands. His gaze wandered to the green lake water, his expression thoughtful, as if he were pondering something.
"So that's how the Jia family ended up, so I was..." I transmigrated into this book.
Young Master Qingrun's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible at the end. Even Xie Bi'an and Fan Wujiu, the guards by the pavilion, couldn't hear it clearly. They only felt that although their prince's eyes were unfocused, his aura was subtly changing, completely different from usual.
After an unknown amount of time, the two suddenly heard low laughter coming from the pavilion. The laughter was filled with complex emotions, and the sound gradually rose until it turned into a hearty laugh.
The koi swimming in the lake seemed startled by the sudden laughter. They splashed their tails, creating strings of sparkling water, and swam away in a panic, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Fan Wujiu used his other eye, which was not covered by his hair, to look at Li Chengze, who was laughing loudly in the pavilion. He saw that Li Chengze was laughing so unrestrainedly and happily, and there was no trace of his previous elegant and peaceful demeanor.
That laugh carried an unprecedented sense of exhilaration and a touch of reckless indulgence.
This was a side of Li Chengze they had never seen before.
Ruined!
Your Highness, are you going crazy from the pressure?
Fan Wujiu thought to himself, exchanged a glance with Xie Bi'an, and said in a low voice, "I heard that the ending of Dream of the Red Chamber is not good. Why is Your Highness so happy after reading it?"
Xie Bi'an silently shook his head without answering, but frowned and stared intently at Li Chengze, as if trying to figure something out.
Li Chengze had already collapsed onto the mat laughing, tears welling in his eyes, but his face was still smiling.
The two sensed that something was amiss, and Xie Bi'an cautiously probed, "Your Highness... you seem quite happy?"
Li Chengze choked on the air from laughing too much, and coughed a few times before his laughter stopped.
But his eyes were exceptionally bright, as if they had been given a new lease on life, making him look radiant.
"happy?"
Upon hearing this, Li Chengze supported himself on the cushion and slowly stood up. A smile appeared on his lips, and he couldn't help but laugh again: "That's right! Hahaha!! I'm so happy right now."
Of course he was happy!
Having traversed so many worlds and experienced hundreds of years, he finally encountered other time travelers in this world. How could he not be happy?
What was so important to him about a book like "Dream of the Red Chamber"?
Even if he once transmigrated into Jia Huan, so what?
Even if the ending of "Dream of the Red Chamber" is not good, even if the entire Jia family dies, so what?
What he truly cares about is the person who brought "Dream of the Red Chamber" to this world.
As the sun sets, its brilliant afterglow paints the clouds in the sky a vibrant orange-red, creating a stunning and picturesque scene that reflects off the shimmering lake surface.
Li Chengze stood quietly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, seemingly captivated by the beautiful scenery before him.
Only when the red glow on the horizon was gradually swallowed by the night and the last glimmer of light disappeared into darkness did he slowly turn around and descend from the pavilion in the middle of the lake.
His movement seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism, and the guards and attendants waiting by the lake immediately followed him.
Li Chengze walked slowly ahead, giving instructions to those behind him as he went: "Order Gan Pengfei to investigate the author of this book immediately, and then bring him to me as soon as possible."
As soon as he finished speaking, a person quickly stepped out from the crowd, bowed respectfully to his back, then turned and walked away quickly.
At this moment, Li Chengze desperately needed an answer.
He wanted to know if he had simply transmigrated into the world created by this author.
It is as if people from the world of "Dream of the Red Chamber" have traveled here and compiled their observations and experiences into this book.
Or perhaps it was someone from a higher dimension who, after crossing over to this world, plagiarized a novel from their own world for some reason.
However, the answers to these questions can only be found by meeting the person who wrote this book.
Immediately afterwards, Li Chengze spoke again: "Find someone to rewrite 'Dream of the Red Chamber' using the finest paper and ink. The paper used in this book is far too rough, and the handwriting is unclear, making it tiring to read."
Before he finished speaking, another follower stepped forward, bowed deeply to his back, and then turned and disappeared into the night.
Li Chengze was the only master in this palace, because he preferred quiet and disliked crowds.
This habit made every servant in the palace highly vigilant and attentive to his every move.
Before he returned to his room, the servants who had been keeping a close watch on him had already quietly and meticulously arranged everything inside. Then, they quickly withdrew before he returned.
When Li Chengze stepped into the house, he was greeted by a quiet and elegant scene.
The lights inside were already on, casting a soft glow that was neither too bright nor too dim, creating a comfortable atmosphere just right.
The table was set with carefully prepared snacks and fruits, each pastry emitting an enticing aroma.
The carefully selected grapes are all round and plump, with glistening water droplets on their surface. Under the light, they appear even more translucent and incredibly tempting.
A cup of tea sat on the table, its white smoke rising gently, carrying a faint aroma of tea into the air.
Li Chengze turned around and sat on the couch. Before Fan Wujiu could squat down to take off his shoes, he lightly kicked them off and casually leaned against the table.
He looked at the teacup in front of him, picked it up and took a small sip; the temperature of the tea was just right.
"hehe."
Fan Wujiu didn't mind his appearance. He found a stool in the room, sat down, took out a book from his pocket, and began to read it with great interest.
Meanwhile, Xie Bi'an inspected the inside and outside of the house and, after confirming that there was nothing amiss, he, like Fan Wujiu, found a place to sit down and began to carefully wipe the long sword in his hand.
Li Chengze smiled at their expressions and then ignored them.
The original owner did not know martial arts, but this world happened to be a world where martial arts flourished. In addition, given her special identity, ensuring her own safety was of paramount importance.
However, because the original owner preferred quiet and disliked crowds, most of the guards and attendants in the mansion stayed outside the courtyard. The only people who could enter the courtyard were his eight generals.