Yan Jiao, who was dressed in water green snow and plum embroidery, threw the reward silver downstairs and landed accurately in front of the storyteller's desk, and the storyteller politely raised his eyes and chin head.

Cheng Yun missed the storytelling perfectly, only heard the cheers, drank the tea in front of the table in one gulp, sat down on the bench beside her, and asked with a smile: "So wonderful?" ”

Dressed in men's clothes, she is gentle and gentle, her eyebrows are picturesque, she is a beautiful son, and her lips are hooked, which attracts many unmarried ladies downstairs.

In addition, Cheng Yun went to this private room as soon as he came, and no one downstairs was listening attentively, and his eyes were all focused on the two of them.

"It's not wonderful, but I'm waiting for Mr. to thank you." Yan Jiao smiled with interest.

"Where is the dart game being a prophecy by you." Cheng Yun shook his head helplessly and sighed, although he didn't hold out hope.

Finally recovered from her injury and was able to go out, she didn't care about the Suiyuan dart game at all, but thought about listening to the book?

No wonder she was willing to choose to sleep first as soon as she arrived in Dongyun City, it turned out that there were no clues available in the Dingsuiyuan Dart Bureau.

He was only asked to look inside and outside the dart game to make sure that there were any suspicious people standing sentry.

What did you find now when you lose the big prize to the storyteller?

If that's the case, then it's really unfair!

There is no news from his dart game, but there is news from her drinking tea and listening to books?

"What did you hear?" Cheng Yunluo sat beside her, skillfully picking up the flower and playing with it.

Yan Jiao was not angry enough to slap off his unruly palm, and complained: "You are so scared that Mr. doesn't dare to go upstairs, and the reward will be in vain." ”

Didn't you think that both of them are dressed as men, and they are not afraid of being talked about by people about how good Longyang is?

"Thinking too much!" Cheng Yun unceremoniously touched it again, and tasted excited, "No matter how we look at it, it looks like a husband is traveling with his wife." ”

How can she afford men's clothing without wearing armor? If you look closely, you can see that it is a woman.

"Brother Dare to Love Yun planned early, so that I can't coax the little girl?" Yan Jiao glanced at Cheng Yun, who was confident.

Only then did I remember that in the days when Liqiu left, she hadn't put on armor for a long time, not even heart armor......

No wonder I can't coax the little sister, this man must have done it on purpose!

Isn't it fragrant to coax a little sister to chat with? Coax well, what news is not easy to detect?

"You can coax me, it's easy to coax!" Cheng Yun deliberately approached her, and really broke the glass heart downstairs as she wished, and the girl left the tea money to hide her face and leave.

A lover is a lover of others, so how can the little girls be embarrassed?

"I came to the teahouse to hear the news, and everyone was scared away by you!" Yan Ji shook her head helplessly.

The girls who had just exchanged her eyes all cried and left, as for this?

She also wanted to hear more about Dongxun City!

"Didn't you say that you were waiting for the storyteller to thank you? If you don't wait like this, everyone is coming, how can you find out the news with Mr.? "Cheng Yun, I'm thinking about you!

"Then I have to thank you?" Yan Ji wanted to beat people when she heard it!

"You're welcome, ma'am." Cheng Yunjing took the porcelain cup and drank tea.

Finally, Mr. Storyteller took a break and went to the private room on the second floor.

The eyebrows and temples are still full of stories, Yan Ji likes it very much!

Especially said that it was the case of the traitor who framed Concubine Xian for martyrdom, how familiar it sounds! Can you stop and give a reward?

"Thank you, girl, for the silver." Mr. Siu stood still and bowed respectfully.

Cheng Yun raised his eyebrows and looked at her and smiled: "No!" Sir also knows who you are! ”

Mr. Xiao didn't dare to raise his head, and said solemnly: "The girl is elegant, and she is not mistaken for being old." ”

"You're welcome, sir, please be seated!" Yan Ji raised her hand to invite her to sit down, what else could she ask if she was polite?

As soon as Mr. Xiao sat down, Yan Jiao offered tea to moisten his throat.

After a while, Yan Jiao asked with a smile, "I don't know where Mr. learned about today's story?" ”

"Storytellers make up stories." Mr. Xiao replied politely.

Why doesn't Yan Jian understand this politeness? Waving his hand, Chu Feng removed the curtain of the private room, ignored Cheng Yun's stop, and took out the hand-drawn drawing of the Empress Dowager Cao from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Mr. Xiao.

Mr. Xiao spread out the drawings without knowing it, his eyes and pupils shrunk, and he tried to feign composure.

After being silent for half a cup of tea, seeing that Yan Juan did not open her mouth for interrogation, she drank another cup of tea, which was quite sad about replacing wine with tea.

Yan Ji was not in a hurry to force people to speak, and quietly played games under the table with Cheng Yun, not caring at all about being intimate in front of outsiders.

Mr. Xiao took out the silver ticket from his arms and handed it back to Yan Jiao, and said decisively with wise eyes: "This silver ticket is old and blessed. ”

Yan Ji looked back and smiled faintly: "Since Mr. dares to tell the story, he doesn't dare to find out the story?" ”

Xiao Jin stood up and sighed: "The past is like the wind, and now I can only tell stories and remember." ”

The people of Iraq have passed away, and even the children have died of excessive sadness, and the people who are in their hearts have been wiped out.

Yan Jiao said tentatively: "Who is Mr. missing?" ”

Xiao Jin raised his eyes in confusion.

"Most of the concubines of the Southern Dynasty are not Mr. intentions, who makes Mr. miss?"

Cheng Yun looked at her and still smiled comfortably like a cloud and wind, and let go of his desire to help her.

He likes to watch her lead others to talk, which is much more interesting than charm.

Able to identify problems from speech, ask questions, guide directions, and speak to others.

It's not like a cliché, it's more like a concern close to people's hearts, which makes people more willing to tell the truth.

It's good to just play with your daughter-in-law's little hand, it's actually not bad!

Xiao Jin's heart was shocked, and he secretly wondered, this story has been told for a few years, and it was the first time someone asked this question.

The friendship between him and Wan Niang has changed in the last month of leaving the palace.

The ruthless emperor was drunk and lucky, and the spring breeze crossed, and the wind passed without a trace, leaving two places lovesick.

I thought that I could still love each other, but Yiren got pregnant overnight, conceived in October, gave birth to Lin'er, and died.

Now that even that child has been overwhelmed to death, how many people in the world can remember their mother and son?

Only Du Kang solves worries, and only sends lovesickness from afar.

"The dead are gone." Xiao Jin didn't think that the little girl in front of him could solve his worries.

"If Mr. puts it down, he won't tell other people's stories here and remember the deceased." Yan Jian poured tea for Xiao Jin again, and handed it back with the silver ticket to wait for the story.

Xiao Jin looked at the floating branches and leaves in the tea soup, and the sourness of the past was dug out in his heart, so he had to drink the tea soup in one gulp and calmly talk about the past friendship.

After listening to the first half of the story, Yan Jian looked back at the people around her with a wry smile, and even Cheng Yun couldn't help but smile.

Boyi's mother, the deceased! Listening to a story and meeting the deceased, she is really lucky!

"Empress Cao ordered Wan Niang to hand over the things to me, let me wait with the dart bureau in Dongxun City, promised to return to Nanchu, and let Wan Niang, who had reached the age of leaving the palace, go away with me.

After waiting in Dongxun City for half a year, King Yi of Dongyue finally sent someone to take away the Gu Mother, and when King Yi's secret guard was about to extinguish the mouth, I was seriously injured and fell to the bottom of the cliff of Quantian Mountain, and was swept away by the undercurrent to save my life.

Half a year later, I recovered from my serious injuries and returned to the capital, Wan Niang had become a member of the palace, gave birth to a dragon son, and died.

When I knew that Empress Cao was thinking late, she didn't plan to let Wanniang out of the palace at all, so she arranged a big banquet, and she was lucky to be drunk, and in the end, she didn't even plan to tolerate Wanniang's children. ”

Yan Jiaoyang smiled carefully and asked, "What Mr. said, but the ink fetus clan?" ”

Uncle Boyi, who doesn't eat Zhou Su, I believe Mr. understands!

Xiao Jin was silent for a moment, his vicissitudes of life were stained with consternation, and he was speechless.

"Mr. helped the little girl a lot, so naturally he also got Mr. suspense." Yan Ji put on another silver ticket, and said with a smile: "Mr. has to go to Beiyonggui Wushan for a walk, the Moti clan likes to tell stories." ”

Seeing Xiao Jin moved, there was a fog in his eyes, and all the words were silent.

After Chu Feng sent the person out of the private room, she looked at the man who was picking out the window and frequently wiped away tears and looked back every ten steps.

Yan Juan felt that this storyteller had swayed his love for the house and Wu to the extreme.

The two sideburns are white, and they still come to the present with their remaining thoughts, and they will tell stories to remember when they meet people.

It turns out that the peace and blood of the Yiren are growing, and they can comfort people's hearts, what kind of emotion is this?

She leaned against the window, her lotus arm resting on her chin, and looked back at Chengyun thoughtfully,

If it was a child who took her life, could he be so strong?

In this feudal era when the maternal mortality rate was extremely high, I had heard of two cases of childbirth deaths.

What about him? Can you live well with your children?

Cheng Yun was so worried that she came to the window to pick her up in the Taishi chair, sat down on her long legs and asked, "What do you want?" ”

She rarely took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and asked flatteringly, "Can you take good care of the child?" ”

Cheng Yunxing's eyes were dyed with a smile, and he said with heartfelt emotion: "I know best if I ask you." ”

Is the child well cared for? Since she was eight years old, is it good?

raised a daughter-in-law, and will have to raise children in the future, but this transaction is not a loss!

Yan Ji was infected by his smile, and couldn't help but smile and asked, "Am I a child?" ”

"Daughter-in-law! My daughter-in-law who can give birth to my child in the future! Cheng Yun pecked his pink lips unceremoniously, and suddenly his expression turned to ask earnestly, "What do you want to ask?" ”

"It's okay! It's just that I suddenly feel something. Yan Ji shook her head with a smile, and said softly meaningfully: "Life is precious, you can say stupid things, but don't do stupid words." ”

"I don't say stupid things, I don't do stupid things." Cheng Yun sniffed the fragrance and leaned on her shoulder socket.

Yan Ji glanced at him sideways, frowned and said, "Then you have to remember what you said today." ”

"Can you listen to other people's stories?" Cheng Yun asked with a smile.

Yan Jiao pinched the Hunan embroidery on the cloud sleeve and said: "These days, all the people who listen to it are gone, and I am congested when I listen. ”

"You're not the one to hide your mind." Cheng Yun withdrew his cloud sleeves and forced her to face it.

"I said it! It's that you don't get serious. Yan Jiao was not angry, grabbed back the cloud sleeve and continued to pinch it.

"It's going to be fine with the Pill." Cheng Yun wanted to blame her for being cranky, but suddenly her starry eyes were full of brilliance, and her smile was looming, and she couldn't wait to ask eagerly: "Are you willing to give birth to a child for me?" ”

That's a kind of interesting question! Can you not give birth?

Yan Ji couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Will you still be able to give birth in the future?" ”

"I didn't hurt you in vain!" Cheng Yun didn't answer the question, he pecked his pink lips lightly, occupied his beard, and said happily: "Raise a daughter-in-law, and then raise a child." ”

Yan Ji: "......"

Did she do something wrong to send the questions? How did it deviate from expectations?

Auntie, come back soon!

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