The joy on the storyteller's face fell, "Girl, are you joking?" ”

"Or how about you give us a place to stay and I can keep you fresh stories?"

When Mo Shu said this, he always had a shallow smile on his face.

When she and Ji Nan came out of the palace with the children, they had no doppelgangers.

But in the end, she is still the eldest princess who has been favored in the palace, and Ji Nan, as the personal palace maid next to the eldest princess, naturally has some valuable objects.

Ji Nan had a few pieces of jewelry on his body, which were hidden in the most intimate clothes, and when the second princess sent someone to search for property, she could avoid it.

After Ji Nan left the palace, he went to the pawnshop and died as a bracelet, in exchange for a tael of silver, and now their master and servant live in the inn, in order to serve the child, the two also live in the same room.

It's just that the inns of this world are not as good as the hotels of modern society, they are all single beds, but fortunately there are suites in order to provide a rest for the master and servant of a wealthy family.

Now it has been three days since they left the palace, and although there is still money left on their bodies, it is not a way to stay in the inn all the time.

Mo Shu was not ready to return to the palace, and at this time, he looked at the storyteller in front of him with a smile, and his smile was sincere and sincere.

Mr. Storyteller is not young, and there is no bad habit that women can't show their heads in this era, so the women I have seen are like carp crossing the river, but it is rare to see such a beautiful woman.

Mr. Rao is storyteller is well-informed, and at this time he was also stunned by the amazing beauty in front of him, and then, realizing his gaffe, his old face turned a little red, coughed lightly, and said: "A steady stream of stories provides...... What the girl said, there are a lot of people who publish the script now, and most of them are betrayed anonymously by down-and-out showmen, but the story is ......"

Mo Shu smiled lightly and said calmly: "Show it to Mr." ”

Ji Nan nodded, and took out a notebook in a moment.

Mr. Storyteller is not easy to fool, he took the book and turned the page, and the words that caught his eyes amazed him fiercely.

The font is trickling, gentle but atmospheric, where the pen strokes pass, the ink is full and sharp, and where the eyes pass, there is a sense of flexibility and majestic pavement, and at the same time there is a bit of uninhibited awe.

"Good word!" The storyteller praised without hesitation.

Soon, however, he was drawn to the stories in his book.

Mo Shu drank the tea calmly, patted the baby from time to time, and the little thing stuck out his tongue while babbling to make trouble, not giving his mother water.

Mo Shu teased the child, not caring at all about Mr. Storyteller's reaction at this time.

Before the storyteller knew it, he had finished reading it!

After reading the last page, he smashed his mouth with unfinished thoughts, and said with fiery eyes: "Girl, this story has just begun, why is it gone?" ”

Mo Shu's eyes were faintly smiling, although it seemed gentle, what could be given to the storyteller was as mysterious as a fog, obviously very close, but it was like thousands of miles away, difficult to understand.

Mr. Storyteller was initially broken by her bearing, and now sitting in front of her, his heart was even more respectful and solemn, and said: "According to your wishes, it is not impossible to buy out two taels of silver, but the old man sees that the girl has recently entered and exited the inn, if you want to find a place to live, the old man has a vacant courtyard, suitable for your master and servant." ”