Chapter 5: The Storyteller (1)

But the world is unpredictable, she is not a person who likes to drill the horns of the bull, in the end, she is just a lonely soul, taking the shell of others.

It's important to find out how you should live first.

She didn't want to go back to the concubine family, the original owner was in an awkward position in the concubine family, if it weren't for the fact that her mother was extremely talented, she became the youngest sixth-order wind spirit in the Qu Ling Country, how could she be included in Taixue just by virtue of the title of the so-called third-room concubine of the concubine.

Sanfang, because her mother Tianruo was on the Qingxiu list and became a household, at that time, the concubine family was glorious for a while because of a concubine Tianruo, and some people heard that even the Quling royal family had come to mention family affairs.

But no one knows why Fenglian Ancestor's favorite granddaughter Yan Tianruo brought back an infant baby after a year of study.

She chewed the honey pear in her hand boredly, she took a bite, and the storyteller's Tang Mu in her ear slapped it on the square table, foaming at the mouth and continuing to tell Qu Ling's anecdotes.

"Hey, you just asked you to talk about the concubine, are you done?" She swallowed a mouthful of pears and threw the pits a meter away, a parabola that slammed into the teacup on the table.

"Hehe, don't be annoyed, this concubine is a big family, and the rumors are just some nonsense, and the guest should be regarded as a pastime, but don't plan with my little old man......"

Yan Jiuqi smiled and took out a gold bead, threw it up, and an inexplicable suction force brought the gold bead into a phantom and smashed it into the storyteller.

"Master chartered you today, but I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

She jumped to the table, there was no way, this body was just a ten-year-old shell, and if she wanted to sit at the level of this person, she could only climb onto the table.

"What do you want to hear?" The storyteller is stationed in this neighborhood, and Suzaku Street is the largest commercial center in Quling Country, so she doesn't believe that the hands and feet of the dignified family can threaten this small teahouse.

This person just didn't believe that she, a ten-year-old child, could do anything good.

Sure enough, as soon as the golden beads lit up, the little old man's beard trembled, his smiling eyebrows arched into a crescent moon, and he hurriedly came to her side from the high storyteller:

"Guest, the concubine family wants to marry Mi recently," he coughed and said in a low voice, "Looking at the form and dress of the guest, it must not be an ordinary family, if you want to visit the door recently, it can be said that it is a good time......

Mih? Fusu County is the head of the upper city of Quling, and it can be called the family of the Mi family, and there is only the relative of the prince.

Yan Jiu raised her eyebrows, this person regarded her as a small servant of a certain family member in Taixue, she glanced at the crumpled clothes on her body with disgust, and she had to find a place to change out of this school uniform with a dark logo first.

After all, Taixue is one of the symbols of class in Quling Country, only the big families have a way to send their descendants into Taixue, and those who can practice in the heavily guarded Taixue are not the civilian class, but after all, it is a nest of golden phoenixes on the plane tree of Taixue, in which students form gangs or families behind each other, in Taixue, in addition to the royal family, several families are not easy to mess with, it is a truth that everyone knows.