Ye Xue followed the waiter's footsteps and went up to the second floor, while watching the middle-aged storyteller man's lively sermon: "Dear readers, let me tell you that thirteen years ago, the Nangong General's Mansion of the Qinglong Empire was under a dark moon and a high wind."
There was a bang and a bolt of lightning struck, and before the heavy rain came down from the sky, loud cries of "Wow" came from the Nangong General Mansion... Everyone, look at the lawsuit. Who do you think the child born to the thunder is?
?”
Ye Xue walked to the second floor while thinking about the words 'Qinglong Empire' and 'General Nangong'...
"Bang!" Another alarm sound exploded in the teahouse, and the storyteller pointed to the crowded lobby on the first floor and said: "Nangong Yexue... It was the Qinglong Empire that was born to meet the thunder.
Nangong Yexue, the first genius..."
Upon hearing these words coming from the sky, Ye Xue almost slipped on the stairs while thinking.
Am I born in the face of thunder? Ye Xue held on to the handrail of the wooden ladder with a black look on her face, steadying her body.
Feng Jinyu, who was walking in front, heard the noise behind him, turned back to look at the embarrassed Ye Xue and said, "Brother Feng, what's wrong?"
"It's okay!" Ye Xue shook her head, but her eyes couldn't help but glance in the direction of the storyteller.
When Feng Jinyu saw this, he walked up with a smile and said to Ye Xue behind him: "Why doesn't Brother Feng know the name of Nangong Yexue, the first genius of the Qinglong Empire?"
Ye Xue collected her thoughts and said: "I have heard a little bit, but I haven't heard anything about thunder..."
Feng Jinyu smiled and said: "Being born in the face of thunder is nothing... When I traveled around the world, I also heard that when Nangong Yexue was born, the flowers in the capital of the Qinglong Empire bloomed overnight..."
"Really?" Ye Xue shook the corner of her mouth.
Wei Ya said from behind: "There is a rumor in the south of the Yangtze River that Nangong Yexue is a fairy who descended to earth..."
Ye Xue walked to the second floor. She was about to sit down at the waiter's seat when she heard Wei Ya's words, but she paused.
Ye Xue pointed to her right cheek and said to Wei Ya: "That...that Nangong Ye Xue is not tall..."
Han Ming took a step ahead of Wei Ya and said: "Nangong Yexue has scars on her face, right?! The people in Jiangnan say that Nangong Yexue is the daughter of the Immortal Emperor who descended to earth and must endure hardships to achieve righteousness... The eldest princess of the Qinglong Empire who harmed her is
One of them..."
The waiter who led Yexue and the others up poured tea for them and said at the same time: "Four guests, I have heard of Nangong Yexue's version of the heavenly immortal descending to earth... Didn't he later say that he would wait until Nangong Yexue reaches the right state of cultivation?
,Then the scar will disappear?”
Wei Ya sat down at the square table and nodded.
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The teahouse has two floors. The first floor has a table and a lobby surrounding the table; the second floor has a circle where you can look down at the table on the first floor, and there are hidden private rooms outside.
The waiter at the shop enthusiastically handed the tea to Ye Xue who was sitting down. He pointed at the storyteller on the first floor and said, "I have heard a lot of books, but I think the most exciting one is 'Born in the Thunder'."
This is...all guests, please listen to it..."
Feng Jinyu smiled and said, "You don't have to say it." They came today just to listen to books, and the most popular storyteller besides him now is Nangong Yexue from the Qinglong Empire.
"That's that!" the waiter said with a smile, "Sir, what would you like to order?"
Feng Jinyu threw a piece of silver to the waiter. He pointed at the green or yellow tea on the table, "Here comes a pot of Longjing tea and a few snacks. I'll reward you with the rest!"