Daiyu went home.

She couldn't wait to pick up the script and read it.

Yang Meng wrote a story about humans, demons, and love.

The story didn't have a brilliant idea.

The whole script only had one central idea.

Love!

Although this was the answer that humans had been searching for for thousands of years, the main point was how to talk about it.

The female lead of the story was a bouquet of peony flower essence.

It was a flower in the garden of a small Daoist temple in the mountains. It bloomed beautifully when the season came. It was a beautiful scene in the Daoist temple.

A thousand years ago, the small Daoist temple was no longer a small Daoist temple.

It was a grand temple with many followers.

The whole country disliked the Daoist temple because of the Emperor's pursuit of immortality.

As the most famous young Daoist priest in the temple, Seiun Michinaga was quickly invited to the Imperial Palace by the Emperor.

Then, his calamity began.

Seiun Michinaga was handsome and cultivated immortality all year round.

He had an untainted and elegant temperament, like a banished immortal. He was very popular with all the women in the Imperial Palace.

Most of these women were palace maids and nannies. There were also some palace concubines who purely liked beauty.

But the other people's admiration was quiet.

After all, after entering the Imperial Palace.

They had no freedom.

Even their lives were not their own. How could they dare to expect anything else.

But among them, the Emperor's favorite concubine, Consort Su, was not included.

Consort Su was about twenty years old. She looked quite dignified, like a peony. Although she was called an imperial concubine, her aura was more like the main wife than the Empress. As the daughter of a general, Consort Su's temper was also straightforward. She asked questions all year round. The Emperor, who rarely entered the Imperial Harem and favored concubines, also doted on her a little.

This little favor, under the circumstances where the others could not see the Emperor all year round, became a complete "favorite in the Imperial Harem". She became a thorn in the eyes of others, and they wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

But Consort Su didn't seem to care about this. She was only twenty years old, but the few years in the Imperial Harem had consumed all her energy. If it wasn't for her family and to calm the Emperor's heart, why would she enter the Imperial Harem?

However, her grandfather was the Grand Marshal who controlled a large number of troops. Her father was a general. Her two elder brothers also performed well in the military. With such an identity, she was destined to be unable to be mediocre.

Even though the Emperor was older than her father, who let him have power and influence? She was not marrying the Emperor, but the Dragon Throne under the Emperor's butt.

Consort Su had always played the role of a domineering and arrogant concubine, but she knew where the Emperor's bottom line was, so she never touched it.

However, accidents always happened quickly. Concubines, maids, and eunuchs jumped out to accuse her of having an affair with Seiun Michinaga. His Majesty's face darkened, and he did not listen to her explanation. He sent people to her palace to collect evidence. They found a lot of evidence, including the affair, as well as the "treasonous" letters that she communicated with her family.

It wasn't hers at all!

But at that moment, Consort Su saw the Emperor's creepy smile and understood that no matter if she and the Su family were guilty or not, she had to die, and so did the Su family!

This was the Emperor's heart!

In one night, the famous Grand Marshal Su's family was completely annihilated, and no one survived.

Except for … Consort Su.

She was muddle-headed when she was saved by Seiun Michinaga using an extremely secretive secret technique. In the eyes of outsiders, Consort Su and Seiun Michinaga were both dead. Even the Emperor thought so.

Consort Su was devastated by the news of her family's death. She had some mental problems. Seiun Michinaga pitied her and wanted to take her back to the temple. After all, the temple was a place outside the world, and it was not affected by his matter.

Moreover, His Majesty the Emperor knew best whether he was guilty or not. But if the Emperor said he was guilty, then he could only be guilty!

This was the benefit of power. No wonder there were so many heroes in ancient and modern times who could not escape the temptation of the word "power".

However, Consort Su looked at Seiun Michinaga who was in front of her. Even though he was suffering, he was still calm and collected. She chuckled and pushed him down.

Since my crime was adultery, it would be unfair to those people if I did not do it.

Moreover, in her heart, she had always liked him. She just never dared to say it. But now, she had nothing to worry about.

… …

This was a sad story. When Seiun Michinaga thought about it later, he was extremely depressed. But it had already happened, and there was no use in regretting it. Seiun Michinaga still brought Consort Su back to the temple and let her live in a courtyard at the back. In the courtyard, there was a garden full of colorful and dazzling peonies.

The two of them had a sweet time later. After all, love was forbidden in Taoism. Just as they were about to bear fruit, the Emperor sent troops. In the process, Seiun Michinaga and Consort Su both died. Consort Su's blood stained the beautiful peonies.

However, the main character of the story, Shaoyao, had just appeared.

Shaoyao was stained with Consort Su's blood. It might even be the blood of her heart. She grew up in the Taoist temple all year round and slowly gained wisdom. After more than ten years of cultivation, she slowly turned into a human.

She cultivated with the people in the Taoist temple for about a hundred years. Shaoyao was pure and made rapid progress. But when she saw that her fellow Taoist peer had died, and the people around her had changed several times, but she still looked immortal, she felt disappointed.

Occasionally, she would hear the new Taoist boy talk about the things at the foot of the mountain. She thought it was fun, so she left the people in the Taoist temple and went down the mountain to cultivate alone.

Then, in the bustling market, she met the destined person who made her heart go out of control. This started the wonderful life of the little flower spirit.

After watching the ending, Daiyu felt depressed and bitter. Perhaps this was the reason why tragedies could always move audiences from generation to generation. Because imperfection was actually a kind of incomplete perfection in another sense.

Yes, this was a tragedy. In the end, the little flower spirit did not get together with her destined person, just like Consort Su and Seiun Michinaga a thousand years ago.

Daiyu felt that the script was well written. She immediately called Yang Meng. "I've read it. The story is very well written. I'll find a few professionals to read it. If it's okay, it will be adapted to the big screen. Do you have any thoughts?"

Yang Meng was stunned on the other end of the phone. At the same time, she was very touched. She thought that she was right to be Daiyu's fan.

After all, at that time, even if it was just a simple greeting, she had nothing to say. It was good enough that Shaoyao was willing to read it. How could she set a time limit?

She did not have that much power.

Moreover, she thought that even if Daiyu read it, she would only read it when she was free. This free time could be a few months, a year, or even years.

However, she did not expect that on the day of the party, Daiyu would read the script and give her an answer before she went to bed.

How could people not like Sister Lin like this?

Yang Meng was very emotional. Her hand holding the phone was trembling. Her voice was also a little shaky. She said softly, "I have nothing to say. It's just …" It was a little difficult to say.

Daiyu keenly understood what she meant and asked, "But what?

Just say what you think. Don't be shy. "

Yang Meng gritted her teeth. She was ready to die. "If it can really be made into a movie, I hope you can be the female lead. Is that okay?" She asked carefully.

Daiyu was stunned. She did not expect her to say that. Then, she laughed. Even through the phone, Yang Meng could feel Sister Lin's charm.

"Of course I will be the female lead of the script!" Her tone was very domineering. Yang Meng was so happy that she did not know what to say. She thanked her several times.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Meng directly opened the window and shouted outside. This was the most outrageous thing she had done in her life.

Even though she received complaints and curses from the dormitory upstairs and downstairs, Yang Meng did not care at all. Her roommates also asked her if she had met someone she liked.

Yang Meng smiled and replied, "Yes, I have."

I met someone I really like. And I will definitely like her even more in the future. That will not change for the rest of my life!

Yang Meng did not tell Daiyu that the script was a brainchild that came to her after she became a fan of Daiyu. The peony flower design was based on Daiyu.

As for why it was a tragedy, Yang Meng said there were actually two versions. But, in the end, she chose the tragic version. After all, she was probably influenced by the famous novel. She felt that not only did Sister Lin have a name, even her devastatingly beautiful face had a tragic aura.

Even though the fans wanted her to be happy every day more than anyone else, people were strange.

But humans were just that strange. They obviously wanted her to be happy, but they couldn't stop their determination to create a tragedy for her. Just like those CP fans, they hoped that the two of them would "finally get married," but under their own doujinshi's writing, each and every one of them was more ruthless than anyone else.

Also, they did not understand why they would torture whoever they liked.

Perhaps, they felt that the more they were tortured in the fantasy, the sweeter the reality was.

Of course, Daiyu was not a fan of celebrities, nor did she understand how fans thought. After taking two days off from filming, Daiyu returned to school the next day. But, she did not go to class. Instead, she went straight to the professor and handed over her homework. She had a habit of writing random things, so she organized her homework into homework and handed it to the professor. She also borrowed some books for the next semester. Daiyu thought, at a time like this, it was best for her to study the books. At the very least, she had to completely understand them. Once the second and third year students returned to school, they could go straight to the laboratory to do experiments.

The professor was very satisfied with her performance, especially her learning spirit. Of course, if a genius like her could focus on research, it would be a blessing to many people!

But, he also understood that everyone had different choices. As he was old, he respected the thoughts of the younger generation. After all, who knew what the future would hold?

After picking up her things and returning home, Daiyu saw an unexpected person at home.

No... it was not unexpected. After all, she was well aware that Mother Xiao had visited her home before. She had even complained to Xiao Zexi about it. But, she remembered that it had only been two days since Mother Xiao last visited her home.

Inside the house, Granny Lin was talking to Mother Xiao. As soon as she saw Daiyu, Mother Xiao hurried over and held Daiyu's hand. She said lovingly, "Oh, our Sister Lin works so hard, but she doesn't forget to study hard. How admirable."