[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal":3,"chapter-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-243":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},596366,846,"Chapter 243: Xiao Lis Strange Illness","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-243",243,"\u003Cp>\"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Li watched the fluttering brocade dance with the wind, his scalp tingling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once thought that plagiarizing poetry to show off would be incredibly satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that it was his turn, he felt as though he were sitting on pins and needles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having the copied poem displayed publicly felt like a form of humiliation, as if he were being put on trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, he hadn’t even deeply understood the poem himself. It wasn’t some timeless masterpiece—he had just thought it fit the moment...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Jinghong and Cao Mu both stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A good poem could evoke sublime imagery, but this one...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A single smile repays the chill of a thousand springs?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their gazes instinctively shifted to the young woman nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You might as well have just used her name as the title!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, it’s called \"Immortal by the River\"? Never mind then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If someone wrote something like this for me, I’d marry them on the spot,\" Miss She said, visibly moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell... How am I supposed to learn this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chushu’s hands trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t replicate this. There was no way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was beyond him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo had only taught him the technique, not the process! How was he supposed to learn anything from this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the art of showing off, he had fallen far behind...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother Li, was this intentional or accidental?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t you say you weren’t skilled in literature?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Explain to me—what the hell does ‘the bright moon is my past life’ mean? And what the hell is ‘do not mistake the reflection in the mirror’?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group couldn’t hold back anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well... it wasn’t exactly accidental.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His original intention had just been to win a prize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he’d wanted fame, he could have picked any number of famous moon-themed poems from his nine years of compulsory education. Why would he have chosen this one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Ying Bing, the center of attention, remained lost in thought for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t particularly well-versed in poetry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what lay before her felt like an unexpected encounter, yet also like something long-awaited—a spark of delight at first sight, and a lingering fondness upon deeper reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he always wanted her to smile more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Mo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Ying Bing’s voice, Little Li turned and froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night breeze was cool, the autumn air gently lifting the hem of the young woman’s skirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze held a quiet moonlight, flowing softly as she looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached up and untied the red ribbon from her hair, letting her dark tresses cascade freely, painting the radiant night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The hairpin... I like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing gathered her hair lightly, her lips pressing together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Li Mo felt an inexplicable urge to step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The poem was plagiarized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hairpin had come into his possession by chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the desire to place it in her hair right now was entirely genuine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Li felt that no one could resist such a test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could anyone ignore her when this usually aloof ice block was willingly tying up her hair and looking at him like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A little to the side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Mo reached out, her small hand steadied his—cool to the touch, yet warm in the palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy crap, isn’t that the Empress and Jiang Chen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For real? Damn, we’re seeing the real deal? How much did the Champion Tower pay for this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s definitely the real Frost Fairy and Young Master Li!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Young Master Li took first place at the Champion Tower! His name’s right there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who knew Young Master Li was such a literary genius?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brocade not only displayed the poem but also bore Li Mo’s name, thoughtfully added by Elder Zeng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The already lively crowd outside the Champion Tower erupted instantly, rivaling the frenzy of fans meeting a celebrity in his past life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prodigy of the Hidden Dragon Ranking, and the real-life inspiration behind \"The Tyrannical Empress Falls for Me\"—in terms of fame, he surpassed even the biggest stars...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo leaned back slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Discussing a plagiarized poem so casually left him feeling utterly embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, if they got swarmed by the crowd now, how were they supposed to go on their date?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Li Mo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Li suddenly felt the delicate hand in his grip tighten slightly, its coolness oddly comforting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced sideways and found Ying Bing looking up at him, a faint smile in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This young woman, who had never bowed to anyone in her life, whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s run away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since when did words like these come out of the ice block’s mouth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo nodded, and hand in hand, they stepped forward under the watchful eyes of the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them fled, bathed in the eternal lights of Yunzhou’s sleepless night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow... it felt thrilling?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining trio from Hengyun stood frozen in place. What had they come here for again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chushu still had something to do, though the original date location would need to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brother, are we still going to the Magpie Bridge?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not a chance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they left the bustling streets, the lights gradually dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Magpie Bridge was lively too, but the illumination here was sparse—not because the place lacked prosperity, but because it was primarily a rendezvous for lovers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless you were someone like Ouyang, with an iron stomach and no fear of overeating, no one in their right mind would come here alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little quiet, a little dark... it made certain things easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emerging from the clamor into sudden silence, the shift from noise to tranquility felt almost surreal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the shimmering riverside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo led Ying Bing to a bamboo grove, where the crimson Magpie Bridge was faintly visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did his heartbeat sound so loud?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A martial artist of his caliber, who trained his body regularly—how could a short sprint make his heart race like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be because the place was too quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We should be able to see the fireworks from here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could catch his breath, a glance to the side made his heart skip another beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did a pebble get into your shoe?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing sat by the stream, having removed her shoes. To his dismay, she was wearing white silk socks today—how had he not noticed earlier?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers gently pulled the sock away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her jade-like feet dipped into the water, scattering the moonlight before curling back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plip—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drops fell from her toes, shattering against the stone into glistening fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t find a Mid-Autumn gift earlier. I wasn’t sure what you’d like from the market.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ying Bing looked up, her gaze serene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Li thought the scenery here was perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon, the night breeze, the stream, the jade...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you think I’d like this? Ice block, last time was just professionalism—part of the service...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a misunderstanding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As everyone knew, Little Li had a reputation for being gentle and refined, a true gentleman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could a gentleman possibly...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then... what kind of service is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Mo looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At some point, his hand had already taken hold of that soft, pale jade, kneading it so firmly that the young woman’s foot had flushed pink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ice block.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you think there’s some kind of illness that makes people lose control of their hands? I’m a martial artist, damn it—this disease is terrifying!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Never heard of it. Maybe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, for the sake of my recovery... can you put the other one here too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>",1282,"2026-05-30T17:19:00.270Z","2026-06-01T04:31:46.286Z",1,"novelbin.me","e478a4c4f9fff43820a2fa46d0e9d05ee491f5d0e4e809f22059fb9d7d9506f5","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-244","investing-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-chapter-242",737,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Finvesting-in-the-reborn-empress-she-actually-cal-cover.jpg"]