The guests in the teahouse shouted, "Hey, why not, we haven't heard enough." ”

The storyteller said, "That's it for today. ”

"Let's renew the tea money."

"It's gone, it's gone." The storyteller said as he packed his things.

Mu Fan said to Yue Chanchan: "What are your plans in the future?" ”

"Follow you." Yue Chanchan looked at Mu Fan, noticed his emotional changes, and said with a smile: "I'm talking about playing, I won't scare you." ”

Mu Fan said: "I'm a little afraid. ”

"I'm not a tiger, and even if I am a tiger, I can't eat you."

"Your daughter's body, come with me, in case something goes wrong, Generalissimo Yue won't tear me apart."

Yue Chanchan raised her eyebrows, very playful, "This girl won't run around with you, besides...... I don't think you're ......"

Her voice became smaller and smaller, getting closer to Mu Fan's ears, "You are not from Zhao Jianyan's side, you are ......"

Yue Chanchan's voice became even quieter, "You are from Elder Ye's side. ”

I don't know whether it was intentional or not, her lips touched Mu Fan's ear, and then quickly parted.

Mu Fan was shocked by Yue Chanchan's inhumanly accurate intuition, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the touch of his lips at that moment, he shook his head and said, "Guess what, which side you think I am, which side I am from." ”

"Alright, I'm not going to guess." Yue Chanchan greeted the shopkeeper, "Serve tea, and bring another plate of peanuts." ”

Mu Fan said: "You continue to eat here, I'll leave first." ”

Yue Chanchan responded and said, "You've heard a lot of scripts. ”

"Yes."

"I found those scripts quite interesting."

Mu Fan said: "That's right. ”

After a while, Xiao Er brought the tea and peanuts and said, "Guest officer, you want tea and peanuts." ”

Mu Fan hugged his fists and said, "Farewell, take care." ”

"Take care." Yue Chanchan stood up and hugged her fists like Mu Fan.

Mu Fan turned to leave and glanced back.

Yue Chanchan looked at Mu Fan's distant back, beckoned the shopkeeper to come over, and said, "What about the storyteller just now?" ”

"He's gone."

Yue Chanchan took out a silver ingot from her sleeve, "Get him back, I want to continue listening." ”

"This ......"

"Not enough?" Yue Chanchan reached out and touched it, and took out a handful of silver ingots, "How is it, is it enough?" ”

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Enough, enough ......"

Before Mr. Storyteller had gone far, he was invited back, and he walked to Yue Chanchan's side, "Guest officer, which one do you want to listen to?" ”

Yue Chanchan said, "The one you just talked about." ”

"Okay." The storyteller straightened his clothes, sat down on the stage, and patted the ruler.

Yue Chanchan stood up and said to the others in the teahouse: "I invite you to listen, do you think that Yan Gongzi and Yue Chanchan are a match made in heaven?" ”

"It has to be a match made in heaven."

"It's not just a match made in heaven, this is called marriage!"

"Yes, yes...... I just wanted to say this word, but I forgot about it just now, and he preempted it. ”

"Let's say that Yan Gongzi's article "Will Enter the Wine", which is chic and atmospheric, you don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and not returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be full of joy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon......"

…………

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone." Zhao Ying played with a wine jug in his hand, and recited the poem that Mu Fan recited last night.

The wine jug she got from the palace maid was one of the flasks that Mu Fan threw into the lake last night.

"There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear." Zhao Ying poured the wine from the other wine jugs into the one Mu Fan had used, "You thief stealed, stole one heart after another, see how you will be in the future." ”

"Anyway, it's not your share!" Zhao Zhijun's voice sounded in her ears.

Zhao Ying was not surprised at all, she sat in place, accustomed to Zhao Zhijun's voice, "You came out again, will it suffocate you if you don't speak." ”

"I'm dead, dead at the hands of Xuanmen."

"My sister will avenge you, don't worry." Zhao Ying took a sip of wine, "Big brother, what about my father, why didn't he come out with you." ”

Zhao Zhijun's voice sounded: "I can see that you are sincere to Yan Qing." ”

Zhao Ying smiled: "My heart has long been dead, what sincerity do you talk about?" ”

"You have to remember that you are the only descendant of your father's lineage, and we are in the same line...... Alas, in short, don't forget what you have to do, the love of children is not something you should consider. ”

"I know what to do, I don't need you to teach me." Zhao Ying said impatiently.

"You shouldn't be emotional, you can't be emotional!"

"I know, I know! I won't be emotional. Zhao Ying gritted her teeth and pulled her hair and said.

"The one named Song Changgeng can be used, continue to use it."

Zhao Ying pondered for a moment, "I will make a decision, you don't keep appearing in my ears, I'm fed up with your voice." ”

"Actually, I am you, and what I say is all that you think." Zhao Zhijun's voice was lonely, "You can't see what I look like, if you can see it, you will find that we look exactly the same." ”

"Shut up!"

Zhao Zhijun smiled: "I'll shut up, I'll disappear." ”

Zhao Ying held her head and pressed the wine jug, "You think I'm using you, but I don't know that I also have a heart and someone I like." ”

At first, she was determined to be like the eldest princess of Anping, make her own decisions about her marriage, find the most heroic hero in the world, and then get him.

Today, the aspirations of the past seem ridiculous. However, the eldest princess of Anping is about to achieve her goal, and it is said that she will marry Huo Wujia in the near future.

These days, Zhao Ying has seen the eldest princess of Anping, and she has also seen Huo Wujia. She could see that the political meaning of the marriage between the two was too strong.

Huo Wujia's reform encountered too much resistance, and he needed to rely on the power of imperial power. Is there a better way to do that than by marrying a royal family?

Zhao Ying was pondering when she suddenly remembered a knock outside the door. She woke up suddenly, in a trance.

Her conjectures are even more serious, but fortunately, she can barely control them at the moment, she won't talk to herself, and those conjectures are still in her mind.

"County Lord, the second young master of the Yuan family asks to see you." The palace maid outside said softly.

"Please let him in, and ...... Attention, the next time I hear you call me the lord of the county, I will pull out your tongue! ”

The palace maid outside the door trembled, trembling and said, "The slave knows her mistake." ”

Just by the title of "county lord", it can be seen that Zhao Ying's situation is not as bad as before. This palace maid does not call her "Niangniang", but still maintains the title of Fengyang Palace.

Zhao Ying was able to protect the old people in the palace in the imperial city, and even brought the old people into the mansion of the eldest prince, and his strength was far stronger than Mu Fan thought.

Yuan Jin entered, bent down respectfully, "I've seen Niangniang." ”

"No, what are you doing today?"

Yuan Jin looked around, wanting to speak and stopped.

Zhao Ying said: "Don't worry." ”

"What is Your Majesty's body? We need accurate information. ”

"He's fine."

Yuan Jin said: "Can Niang Niang be sure?" ”

"Yes!"