Chapter 51 The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic

Zhongli Youyou reached out to pinch the little girl again.

"Wow-"

The little girl cried again.

And the crowd woke up again.

The little girl's mother wanted to cry too.

While coaxing the little girl, she hung her head and apologized to everyone, but she didn't have the face to say sorry to them.

I don't know what's wrong with my daughter, I'm crying so strangely tonight.

Half an hour later, the little girl was finally coaxed by her mother again, and sniffed into the dream.

Everyone also fell asleep, hoping that the little girl would not cry again.

The cabin was quiet, and the sense of fear spread in Zhongli's quiet heart, and she did not hesitate to reach out to pinch the little girl, as long as she cried two more times, it was estimated that it would be dawn.

This time, as soon as her hand reached over, someone grabbed her.

"It turns out that you deliberately made my daughter cry, saying, why did you do this?"

The little girl's mother grabbed Zhongli Youyou's hand and sat up quickly, glaring at her fiercely.

Zhongli Youyou: "......"

She wanted to cry, she wanted to tell her why she did it, but she couldn't say it now.

Before everyone could fall asleep, they all woke up when they heard the voice, and someone immediately lit a lamp to make Zhongli's gloomy appearance clear.

It turned out that she was the one who caused everyone to be unable to sleep, and they all accused her.

Zhongli narrowed his neck and watched everyone spitting and scolding her, and then saw that the four strong men with swords on the opposite side did not scold, but their eyes had already betrayed their hearts and wanted to chop her off.

She pulled out a flattering smile at them.

The little girl was ruthless, like an angry tiger staring at Zhongli Youyou: "Why are you pinching my daughter?" ”

Zhongli Youyou felt that her wrist was about to be pinched off by the little girl and her mother, so she didn't care so much to break her fingers and rescue her hand.

With a smile that was no worse than crying, he said to her, "If I say that I have to listen to her cry to sleep, do you believe it?" ”

The little girl slapped her mother and shouted: "I believe you are a ghost." ”

"Smack-"

Zhongli covered his face with a smile, and found that there was no pain on his body, and when he opened his eyes, he saw one of Qin Jue's arms across his eyes, his sleeves slowly slid back, and the white arm could see the red five finger prints.

She felt that this arm was the most beautiful she had ever seen in her life.

The little girl and her mother were very angry, glared at Qin Jue and said, "What do you mean, what's wrong with him pinching my daughter and I slapped him?" ”

Qin Jue pushed Zhongli Youyou to the side, and took a moment to swing the beaten arm: "You also slapped me, what do you say?" ”

The little girl and her mother were stunned: "He pinched my daughter three times." ”

Qin Jue pointed to his arm: "You can hit me twice." ”

The little girl and her mother stretched out her hand and slapped it twice.

Everyone: "......"

It's really a hit.

Qin Jue withdrew his hand elegantly, and then rubbed and rubbed it with his other hand, not feeling ashamed at all.

Zhongli stared at him blankly.

An indescribable emotion welled up in my heart.

I think he's stupid and cute.

He took his arm over and rubbed him himself, and said to him, "Would you believe me if I said that I really had to listen to people cry to be able to sleep?" ”

Her hands were hot, and her hands were cold, Qin Jue looked at her pale face: "Letter." ”

Zhongli was overjoyed: "Then can you cry to me?" ”

Everyone: "......"

There's definitely something wrong with this guy.

Qin Jue thought about it seriously: "I don't cry very well, but the story I tell is good, do you want to listen to it?" ”

Zhongli Youyou also thought about it seriously: "Okay." ”

Everyone felt that there was something wrong with both of them.

Zhongli bent his legs and looked at Qin Jue with his chin in his hands and listening carefully, Qin Jue straightened his waist and began to tell the story loudly as if no one was around.

"Once upon a time, there was a wise prince who was in the wind, he was deeply favored by the emperor, and the emperor wanted to make him the prince, but he was unwilling, and he thought about running away all day long......"

A shipman couldn't help but interrupt him: "Just kidding, how can anyone not want to be the emperor." ”

Qin Jue: "What's so good about being an emperor?" The rooster crows and has to get up, trapped in the palace all his life, and he is worried about being killed when he goes out. ”

A passenger interface: "That's stupid. What's so bad about being an emperor, you can marry thousands of concubines who are like flowers and jade, and be a groom every night. ”

Qin Jue: "Do you know why so many emperors don't live long?" It's because I am a groom every night. ”

Boatman: "The peony flower dies, and the ghost is also romantic." ”

Qin Jue: "......"

The story couldn't be told, so he changed it again.

"In the past, this prince was still heroic and intelligent. He loves antiques very much, and he has obtained countless antiques by his own cleverness, but every time he is robbed by the unscrupulous emperor......"

Another boat passenger interrupted him: "Can you make a draft first when you tell the story, how could the emperor rob his son's things." ”

Qin Jue ignored him and continued: "He relied on his own intelligence to get a lot of silver tickets, and he was robbed by the emperor again, and became the poorest prince in the world......"

Boatman: "You are nonsense, the whole palace belongs to his family, will he be poor?" ”

Qin Jue was unhappy: "If I say he is poor, he will be poor." ”

Boatman: "I said he wasn't poor, he wasn't poor." ”

Qin Jue rolled up his sleeves and went over: "Smash my field, right?" ”

The passenger rolled up his sleeves and came over: "What's wrong with me smashing your yard?" ”

If it weren't for the crowd separating them, the two would have already fought.

The two couldn't fight, so they scolded each other, and this scolding lasted until dawn.

Only then did everyone realize that they had listened to two neuropaths scolding all night.

Qin Jue yawned and said to the boatman, "Temporarily suspended." ”

The boatman: "I'll scold you when I wake up." ”

Zhongli's ghostly dogleg's past hammered Qin Jue's shoulder: "The story you told is really wonderful, and your combat effectiveness is not ordinary." ”

Count her as a man.

Qin Jue closed his eyes and asked with great enjoyment: "Do you think there are really people who don't want to be emperors?" ”

Zhongli Youyou: "I think that prince is a fool. ”

Qin Jue: "......"

*

The cabin next door "banged" two teapots.

A water thief scolded: "Those two neuropaths actually scolded all night, so that we couldn't wipe their necks, and we didn't sleep all night." ”

A grumpy thief stomped his foot: "I'm going to kill those two psychos." ”

The thief boss stopped him: "If you dare to kill them, I will kill you." ”

When the other indignant water thieves heard this, they suddenly lost their temper.

*

Zhongli was frightened all night, and wanted to sleep but was dragged out by Qin Jue to watch the sunrise.

The sun has just risen from the east, dyeing the river red, and it is very much half a river and half a river red.

Very beautiful.

Many of the passengers in the cabin also came out to watch the sunrise.

Zhongli Youyou and Qin Jue stood at the bow of the boat and looked east, intoxicated by the beautiful river scenery.

Qin Jue looked around the front and back, leaned towards Zhong Li's side a little bit, was very close to her, and leaned his head over.

Zhongli was uncomfortable, and was about to slap him when he heard him whisper, "Why did you make that little girl cry last night?" ”