Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 68: Xie Qingci, You’ve Been Stained

Xie Qingci was infected by her excitement and stood up to walk a few steps.

"So, in essence, we don’t need to eliminate anyone by force, nor fear someone attacking us. We just need to find out who killed this character before the timeline reaches our dynasty."

It didn’t sound too difficult.

But they didn’t know how the timeline was set.

Each dynasty had two or three people, and the killer could be from their dynasty or the next.

Identifying the killer with only one chance is not that easy.

Yu Xia felt a burning determination to tackle the challenge.

"At least we have a rough idea of how this game is played. Come on, let’s carefully recall everyone’s attire."

The two sat down and squatted again, as Xie Qingci continued to fan her.

He said, "There’s only one person wearing an imperial dragon robe, and it’s from the Ming Dynasty. But we don’t know which emperor he’s portraying."

Yu Xia nodded, "And those in coarse cloth garments, isn’t that character hard to identify?"

"Not necessarily," Xie Qingci’s gaze fell on her embroidered shoes, as if in deep thought, "If it’s about dynasty shifts, then the related character should be famous, a famous commoner, a rebel leader perhaps."

This made them both pause, then say in unison, "Huang Chao’s Rebellion!"

"Interesting, do you remember who killed Huang Chao in the end?"

Xie Qingci nodded, "His nephew, Lin Yan. However, we don’t need to consider this yet. The Tang Dynasty characters will all be eliminated before it’s our turn, and there’s still plenty of time."

The others did not concern them.

He turned to look directly at her, asking, "What character are you playing from the Song Dynasty?"

Yu Xia touched the fabric of her clothes, without much clue: "Do you know any famous female characters from the Song Dynasty?"

At this moment, it was indeed difficult to think of one.

If you asked for a math or physics problem, he could solve it immediately, given that it was only a year since the college entrance exams ended.

But it had been quite a while since he studied history.

He seriously tried to recall, while Yu Xia, not idle, began to reminisce about the Song Dynasty dramas she had watched before.

She surprisingly thought of two.

"In dramas, the famous ones are mostly consorts, like the Empress Cao of Song Renzong, and Empress Gao of Song Yingzong, who held significant power, equivalent to half an emperor."

"Not many people probably know of these two, right?" Xie Qingci suggested another character, "Li Qingzhao is a bit more famous."

Yu Xia’s eyes slightly brightened: "Right, right, how could I not think of that, it should be Li Qingzhao. So who did Li Qingzhao die by?"

"I think she died of illness."

"Then, maybe it’s not about individual causes of death, but about the historical background. Or perhaps, it’s not Li Qingzhao."

The two of them had no idea when Li Qingzhao died or under which Song emperor.

Guessing was useless; lacking historical knowledge was a real drawback.

Yu Xia silently skipped over this part that exposed her weak knowledge, asking him, "What about your character?"

Besides those emperors, she couldn’t think of any famous male figures from the Ming Dynasty.

Actually, seeing him in Ming attire was a bit disappointing, because in ancient history she deeply admired and respected Huo Qubing, who could resist a young general?

She thought that if he played Huo Qubing, it would be suitable, and she could appreciate a different face from the Huo Qubing on TV.

Xie Qingci hesitated a bit, "First, we can eliminate the emperors, but among the remaining figures, I can’t think of anyone for now."

Who could have thought this game would be about historical trivia, and among these twenty-four people, probably none could guess them all.

The two exchanged a glance and turned their heads simultaneously.

"Sigh. Let’s honestly look for clues, brother."

"Wait," as she was about to stand up, Xie Qingci pulled her back down, "those clues must be directional, possibly hinting at the characters’ identities, like Huang Chao’s Rebellion indicating that one of us is portraying Huang Chao."

He placed the fan on her lap, taking out that scroll: "In the poetry of ’Snow in the Spring of Yuan’, there’s also an indication... Look, ’Genghis Khan, a great hero of a generation, only knew how to bend a bow to shoot large eagles’."

Yu Xia pinched the fan handle: "There is a bow and arrow; I saw someone carrying it. Someone is playing Genghis Khan!"

Xie Qingci nodded, "Then there will definitely be clues for Li Qingzhao and characters from the Ming Dynasty."

"Let’s hurry and find them."

They stood up together, heading out.

Just outside the door, they met two younger brothers coming from the end of the street.

The four of them came face to face, and the two younger ones were obviously shocked at their pairing, staring at them intensely.

If their inner thoughts could be turned into real-time comments, Yu Xia imagined, it would probably say—

[What on earth did these two do to come out like this?!]

[Wow, Yu Xia really doesn’t let good-looking younger guys go, she’s going to make a move on Xie Qingci!]

[Xie Qingci! You’ve been tainted!]

She coughed, shaking off these thoughtless ideas, and asked with a cheerful smile, "Where did you two come from? Did you find any clues?"

Both shook their heads, "Nothing found."

Yu Xia didn’t believe it, poking the right one’s shoulder with her fan: "You still have half a leaf on your shoulder, went into the grove, didn’t you? Must have found some clues."

The younger one tried to deny it, but an electronic voice announced for the third time: "Zhuang Tao is out! Zhuang Tao is out! Zhuang Tao is out!"

Yu Xia didn’t immediately realize, still wondering which younger brother was Zhuang Tao.

While thinking, she saw the brother in front of her go stiff, staring wide-eyed at her.

The one next to him did the same, both expressions incredulous.

"Yu Xia, you..."

Oh, so this is Zhuang Tao.

The staff came up to drag him away.

The remaining younger brother looked at her, a thought spun in his mind, loudly exclaiming:

"Yu Xia! You killed him with your fan! Your weapon is a round fan!"

"..." This was a wonderful misunderstanding indeed.

She opened her mouth and then with a hint of appreciation said to him, "You guessed all that?"

Xie Qingci looked at her complicatedly.

Yu Xia decided to let this wonderful misunderstanding continue, to confuse others’ observations.

She held the fan, telling the younger brother with an air of serious intention: "I also didn’t think you two would come right up. Don’t worry, you’re of no use to me, I won’t hit you with the fan. Come, I’ll ask once more, did you find any clues?"

Was this a threat or a threat?

The younger one cautiously backed away: "Really no, Yu Xia, spare me, I haven’t even figured out the game yet."

Yu Xia regretfully withdrew her hand: "Then off you go."

Seeing she indeed had no intention of rushing to attack him, the younger brother backed away and dashed off, disappearing around a corner.

Peering intently until she was satisfied he had truly gone, she cheerfully shook her fan, saying to Xie Qingci, "Luck really can’t be stopped when it comes, once they spread the word, everyone’s bound to go astray."

"Before they figure out the real rules, let’s fish in these troubled waters~"