The moment Zhao Ruoxi saw Wu Poyun's comment, her embarrassment turned to anger.
"Ear Emperor, have you run out of insults? Is that why you've started spreading sexual rumors?"
Wu Poyun's comment did indeed leave plenty of people wondering.
"Yeah, why are you always defending Lone Cloud? Don't tell me you're..."
"Actually, what you guys don't know is that my ancestors once..."
"Audrey Cat and Lone Cloud have some stories that just have to be told!"
"So ass-fucking fanfic has finally made its way to our VA Station."
Wu Poyun's comment really did hit where it hurt, even though everyone still firmly believed that he was spreading lies about Lone Cloud.
But now, more people in the livestream were shifting their attention away from Wu Poyun and toward Audrey Cat and Lone Cloud.
Zhao Ruoxi's beautiful eyes remained composed as she calmly faced the vicious comments in her livestream, but some observant viewers had already noticed the tears misting her eyes and how she kept blinking.
After all, sexual rumors were particularly easy to start. Whether the subject was an internet celebrity, a disgraced official, or an emperor, what people relished discussing wasn't how impressive their accomplishments were, but how many mistresses or concubines they had, or who they were rumored to be sleeping with.
Meanwhile, Yun Xiaoran was bored out of his mind as he worked on his novel. He hadn't opened VA Station all morning.
After all, his main work now was writing novels and releasing music, but he couldn't possibly release a song every day. Putting out a song with broad appeal every few days would keep him relevant. One song a day was honestly a little terrifying.
His first novel, Wild Rush, was now bringing him close to ten thousand a day on average.
That