The storyteller was talking about the so-called royal secrets, Bai Weiying originally only thought that this was a conversation between the market, which was not very accurate, just to listen to it interestingly, but he didn't want to, after listening to what the storyteller said, Bai Weiying's original look with a little casual smile was replaced by seriousness and scrutiny.

"Girl...... What the storyteller just said seems to be right, not like it is made up randomly. Huaying heard the clue in hindsight, and whispered to Bai Weiying beside her.

Bai Weiying's slightly cool gaze fell on the storyteller standing in the center of the hall, and his fingertips tapped on the pineapple table, making a soft sound of "tuk-tuk".

How did this seemingly ordinary storyteller know so much detail? Moreover, some details are handled very skillfully, although it is not 100% restored, but it is eight or nine from ten, even if someone is held responsible, the storyteller can find a reasonable reason to excuse himself.

"Flower Shadow, wait until this gentleman has a half-time break, and take him to the private room." No matter what the details are, Bai Weiying is ready to find out for himself, maybe there is an unknown dark line hidden behind this storyteller.

"Yes, slave and maid obey." Hua Ying got Bai Weiying's orders, and stared at the figure of the storyteller without blinking, and after the full hall applauded, the storyteller bent down slightly and got off the stage.

Seeing this, Huaying hurriedly greeted him, and because Huaying was also dressed as a man, he arched his hand to the storyteller and said, "This gentleman, my son-in-law heard that you are interesting in storytelling, so I want to invite you to sit in the private room, and I hope that Mr. can appreciate his face." ”

After thinking for a moment, the storyteller nodded and agreed to Huaying's invitation, and after following Huaying upstairs, he pushed open the door of the private room, only to see a thin man standing with his back to him.

"Childe, someone brought it." Hua Ying reminded respectfully, and then stood outside the door obediently, taking care of the wind for the two of them, Bai Weiying turned around, looked at Mr. Storyteller's eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth and said: "Sir, please sit, there is no need to be so restrained, I just listened to Mr. The content of the book is very interesting, so I will rashly invite Mr. to come here to talk about it." ”

Bai Weiying seemed to see through Mr. Storyteller's worries, and added: "Sir, don't worry, just chatting for a quarter of an hour, it won't delay Mr. 's next thing." ”

Even if Bai Weiying talked about it to this point, Mr. Storyteller naturally didn't want to hold a posture anymore, he said softly to Bai Weiying: "Childe is thoughtful, I can't reach it, but I don't know what Childe wants to do when he calls me here?" Small talk or ......"

Bai Weiying raised her eyebrows slightly, she originally thought that this storyteller would turn a corner with her for a while, but she didn't want him to point to the question first, Bai Weiying took a sip of tea, and said with a little carelessness: "Naturally, it's a small talk, I just saw that Mr. described it vividly, as if he had witnessed it himself, if Mr. is interested, why don't you come to me and write a script for me?" ”

Bai Weiying looked at Mr. Storyteller with a smile, his eyes were clear, but it didn't look like he was lying, and when Mr. Storyteller saw this, he muttered, why did this Bai Weiying not play cards according to common sense?

Mr. Storyteller didn't know how to answer, if it was before, he would naturally agree, but now he can't help himself, if he rashly leaves this teahouse and goes elsewhere, I am afraid that he will attract the revenge of that person.

The son in front of him looked extraordinary, thinking that he should also be from that noble family, but in the end it was not as good as that person, Mr. Storyteller thought like this, stood up, bowed to Bai Weiying, and said in an apologetic tone: "Thanks to Childe's wrong love, I am a layman, I just want to do something I really like in this square land, if Childe really likes to tell me, I will come often in the future, I will definitely tell more interesting things for Childe." ”

Hearing that Mr. Storyteller rejected him, Bai Weiying pretended to sigh regretfully, and her voice was a little low, "In this way, since Mr. has ambitions, then I won't force it, but I also have some intentions in it." ”

Bai Weiying sold the guanzi, not only did he say this intention, but he didn't point it out, and then he was about to walk out, and the storyteller saw that the white figure seemed to be leaving, and subconsciously stretched out his hand and said: "Childe, what you mean by intentions, how to be well-intentioned?" I also ask my son to make it clear, lest I insult and disappoint my son's kindness. ”

Because Bai Weiying was the storyteller with his back, he didn't see the sly smile that flashed at the corner of Bai Weiying's eyes, and when Bai Weiying turned around, his delicate face was worried and heavy.

"Hey, since you and I are destined, then I won't hide it anymore." Bai Weiying sighed, and then explained the reason, "You just said that the book is indeed wonderful, but do you know that the things you talked about are nine times out of ten true, I don't want you to invite death in the future, so I want you to leave early, so it will be difficult to end." ”

Mr. Storyteller didn't expect Bai Weiying to say this, for a while, the feeling in his heart was even more mixed, he had already become that person's pawn, how could he get out of the way, but the son who met him in front of him was kind-hearted, and he actually thought of mentioning him with this.

The storyteller hesitated for a moment, and said half-truthfully: "Childe doesn't need to worry about me, I'm just eating with a mouthful of food, and I'm not in the way, and besides, there is another owner behind this teahouse, even if something happens, it will be safe and sound." ”

"That's good." Bai Weiying didn't ask much, but the point that Mr. Storyteller had just revealed was enough, Bai Weiying secretly kept this matter in mind, suppressed complicated thoughts, and continued: "But Mr. should also be careful, you must know that this powerful person wants a person's life, but it is easier than crushing an ant to death." ”

Bai Weiying didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and bit the syllables of the words "powerful" harder, and the blood on Mr. Storyteller's face gradually faded, but he still forced a smile and said: "I know, I will be careful, thank you Gongzi for mentioning it, I still have something to do, so I will leave." ”

Bai Weiying didn't leave the storyteller any longer, and after watching the ghostless back leave, Bai Weiying also stood up and made a gesture to walk out.

After the storyteller relieved his mind, he re-entered the stage, but what he said this time was a little different.