The concubine who gave birth to this princess was afraid that the emperor would be displeased, implicated in the family's status in the previous dynasty, and was reluctant to let the princess go to the people, so the eleven princesses were not princesses, and they became a prince under the crowd. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The concubine is concerned about her beloved daughter, and she is afraid that she will stay in the palace for a long time and have many dreams at night, so she pretends to be a Taoist priest and says that the "prince" will have a great disaster at the age of fifteen, and only by raising it in the view can she avoid disaster.

The princess was carried out of the palace by the nurse, entered the Taoist temple, and her daily routine was only taken care of by the nurse, not only the whole country believed that she was a prince, but under the wrong cognition, even she herself thought that she was a man, befriending famous poets and poets, and acting uninhibited and willful.

Among the celebrities she befriended, there was a poet who loved chrysanthemums.

After meeting several times, the two admired each other's talents and formed the Cam Ranh brothers.

Seeing that the princess was fifteen years old, the concubine knew that she could no longer hide it, so she could only arrange for the princess to fake her death.

The princess was moved by the poet's sincerity, recognized the concubine as her mother-in-law, and married a wishful husband. So far, stay together for a lifetime.

When the story of no return was told, everyone applauded.

Li Leatherman smiled and said: "You women are used to the story of this talented and beautiful woman, let me tell it." ”

"Then listen to it." Mrs. No Return replied with a smile.

Leather Smith Lee's face gradually became gloomy, and he moved the candlestick in front of his face, and suddenly the light was concentrated on his face, and the surroundings were darkened, and the atmosphere was a little gloomy.

"I'm going to tell you the story of a princess, but this princess is a vicious woman. Let's call this princess the princess of the Camellias for the time being. ”

The princess and her brother are twin sons of the dragon and phoenix, and the younger brother is smart and cute, and he has been pampered, while the princess of the camellia seems dull and unpopular.

Gradually, the princess of the Camellias was said to be abandoned by everyone and became a dispensable person.

She was resentful, abused her subordinates, killed innocents indiscriminately, and even invented several kinds of torture to have fun when she had nothing to do. The more she was like this, the more she was hated, and with her background, her brother became even better.

It was only then that Princess Camellia realized that what she hated most was none other than this twin brother.

Li Leather Maker paused and said with a smile: "Guess what she did?" ”

Everyone shook their heads, and fear rose in their hearts.

Li Leatherman said with a smile: "One night, she touched her brother's room, stunned him, and then peeled off his skin alive and draped it over herself. ”

After the brother woke up, he was scared to death by his appearance, and the princess inherited the throne in glory in the hatred of everyone.

Speaking of this, the cobbler Li smiled gloomily in a low voice, and Wugui and the proprietress exclaimed in low voices. When he reacted, Li Leatherman deliberately scared people.

The proprietress patted her chest and complained: "Brother Li, why is it so bad, you will go home separately later, how dare I sleep alone!" As she spoke, she gently pushed him, her beautiful eyes flowing, and her eyes were shining.

Li Leather Craftsman was even more proud, and smiled and understood: "What, is my sister-in-law asking me to stay with you?" ”

"Phew! Not serious! The proprietress chuckled.

Mrs. Wugui smiled: "You too, tell the story well, but you want to tell these eerie and terrifying things." ”

"Okay, okay, it's my mistake and I can't do it, the two beauties spare their lives!" Leather Craftsman Li said with a smile as he confessed his guilt.

The proprietress pursed her lips and smiled, "It's my turn." ”

The crowd was in high spirits, drinking wine, while listening to her tell her about distant legends.

I heard that there was a great war between the immortals and the demons three hundred years ago, and in that war, the Emperor of Heaven was eager to strategize and defeat the demons.

A demon found out that something was wrong, so he pretended to be a mortal and took his wife to live in the world.

The proprietress said with a smile: "Coincidentally, that demon couple opened a wine shop, which is inconspicuous and can maintain a life." ”

This is three hundred years.

For three hundred years, for fear that mortals would find out that the two of them had lived a long life and their faces did not change, they would have to move every ten years. This year, it was time to move again.

But at this moment, the demons came to the door and kept saying that the husband and wife had fled in front of the battle.

In order to protect his wife, the husband blocked a sword for his wife and died under the sword of the demon clan, and his wife was reluctant, but she could only escape.

A good loving couple, fate is broken.

After the story was told, everyone sighed and lamented the impermanence of fate.

"Hey, it's your turn." The proprietress looked at Youning and said with a smile.

Youning Nunu mouthed and looked at Lu Li.

"It's good wine." Lu Li praised.

The proprietress nodded and said: "Our family has been making wine for generations, and it was originally a big family, but in my generation, it is considered to be in decline, and only such a small wine house remains." ”

He turned his eyes to look at Youning, raised his lips slightly, and smiled, but with some spoiling taste: "It's almost dawn, let's talk." ”

When You Ning saw him smile for the first time, he unconsciously lost his mind for a moment, and then woke up very quickly. She bowed her head slightly, and said with a fixed mind: "I remember that just now, you told us a story about a demon couple. But stories are told to others, but they are also told to yourself. Everyone hopes that they can get good results, but how do you know that good fruits are not cultivated? ”

Lu Li nodded, lowered his eyes slightly, and said calmly: "All the bad karma I created in the past was caused by beginningless greed and hatred. Born from body, speech, and mind, I repent of everything now. ”

His voice was calm and kind, faint and compassionate.

He said slowly: "Three hundred years ago, the Great War of Immortals and Demons was true, but no demon clan would come to the mortal realm to live. ”

"Why?" The proprietress asked with a smile.

Lu Li said with a smile: "The demon clan naturally needs to cultivate in order to have cultivation, and the demon clan who does not cultivate must survive in a place with abundant spiritual energy, otherwise it will become a corpse." The demon soldiers in the story of the boss lady can't live for three hundred years in a place like the mortal world where there is a lack of aura. ”

He changed his words and said, "However, people can also cultivate demons. This demon is not the demon of the demon race, but the demon of the heart. He waved his sleeves lightly, and in the small wine house, a fantasy with ripples of water suddenly appeared.

Everyone was shocked, and they were deadlocked, looking at Lu Li and You Ning with strange eyes.

The illusion slowly changed, passing through the hustle and bustle of the street market, and came to five years ago.

The boss of the Zhang's wine house had a coarse and ugly face, and when the family was rich, he also set a marriage, but when he reached the age of marriage, the girl would rather die than marry him, and the two families could only withdraw from the marriage.

At this time, a fire struck, the Zhang family has been doing wine trading for generations, and the fine wine stored outside the home made the fire burn for two days, and Mr. Zhang and Mrs. Zhang were also burned in this fire.

Boss Zhang was disheartened and couldn't afford to get sick.