Zhong Liyue, Situ Liuyun, and Situ Liufeng brothers have almost returned to Yunyu Palace.
The injuries of Situ Liuyun and Situ Liufeng were also healed.
Thinking that Feng Xiaoting was dead, Situ Pianran and Murong Qian planned to go to Yunyu Palace with them.
Kong Lian, on the other hand, separated from them again midway.
"Liu Yun, I've been riding in the carriage for a long time and it's so boring. Let's go down and get some fresh air."
Zhong Liyue, who opened the carriage curtain, saw a small teahouse on the road and suggested.
Situ Liufeng looked at Zhong Liyue bending down against the window of the carriage. He felt it was very funny, so he hooked her waist and held her in his arms:
"Can't stay idle again?"
"I'm not the kind of person who can stay in the same place for several days..."
Zhong Liyue pouted, not ashamed to admit the fact that she was restless.
Situ Liufeng glanced at them lightly:
"Then, let's go down and have a rest."
"Oh...ok~~"
Zhong Liyue exclaimed, broke free from Situ Liufeng's restraints, leaned out and saw the tea room arriving, she immediately opened the curtain and jumped out impatiently.
He ran to the carriage in front and shouted:
"Mother-in-law, Mingyue and Liuyun said they want everyone to come down and have a rest."
The next moment, Situ Pianran and Murong Mingyue reached out to lift the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, holding Situ Qingxue and Situ Yunxuan in their arms.
Zhong Liyue took Situ Qingxue from Situ Pianran's arms:
"Hehe, thank you to my mother-in-law and Mingyue for helping to take care of the babies... Actually, Liu Yun and Liu Feng's injuries have healed, and I can take care of the babies by myself."
Situ Pianran nodded:
"Well, let's go over and have a cup of tea."
At this time, Situ Liuyun, Situ Liufeng and Murong Qian also got off the carriage.
The appearance of this group of people, in this remote and remote area, is like that of gods.
Just his appearance and temperament can make people forget about him. The waiter serving the guests a cup of tea will look at him for a moment, and he will not even notice that the water in the teapot has overflowed the tea bowl.
The guests in the teahouse also stared at them blankly.
At this time, the only sound was the sound of Jingmu Tang banging the table:
"If we talk about strange cases, something happened in the capital a few days ago... uh..."
The storyteller, who had his back turned to Zhong Liyue and his group, felt a little strange and puzzled when he saw that the Jingmutang photo had not attracted the attention of the audience.
Generally speaking, most of the people who come here to drink tea come here to listen to his stories. Why, this time, not one or two of them are interested in him anymore.
Was it because the book he was talking about didn’t sound good anymore...or was there something else that happened that he didn’t know about???
The old man turned around after thinking about it and saw Situ Pianran, Murong Mingyue and Zhong Liyue unable to close their mouths. Drool was dripping from the corners of their mouths. A pair of mung bean eyes the size of chaos were full of surprise.
Suddenly, Situ Liuyun, Situ Liufeng and Murong Qian became unhappy.
No one can calmly face another man drooling over his wife---even if that man is very old.
Murong Qian turned his palm slightly, and a pill appeared in his hand. With a little internal force, the pill was shot into the mouth of the old storyteller.
Before the old storyteller could react, he swallowed the pill with a gulp.
At this time, he also reacted and immediately stuck his neck with both hands:
"You...you, what did you give me to eat???"
Murong Qian's lips curved into a gentle smile:
"It's nothing...it's just to make you temporarily blind for a period of time, so as to prevent you from seeing things you shouldn't see and having your eyes gouged out."
Murong Qian's voice was very soft, but it made other people's hair stand on end.
At this time, everyone in the teahouse also reacted.
"You..who are you???"
Unfortunately, Murong Qian ignored his interest at this time.
The reason why he was so cruel to the old storyteller was to scare the monkeys, and to serve as a reminder to several other strong men who had lustful gleams in their eyes.
Then a few people calmly entered the tea room as if nothing happened, and found an empty table and sat down.
"Waiter, please bring two pots of tea."
"Okay, sir, wait a moment."
Everyone in the teahouse is performing their duties again, waiters, waiters, tea-servers, tea-drinkers, chatters, listeners, and naturally they want to listen to books---"Hey, Old Man Wei, what are you doing?
Where's the book? Tell me quickly, don't waste our time."
Old Man Wei is the old man who is temporarily blind.
He knew that he was going to be kicked out on the hardwood today, and he felt a little depressed.
However, Jianghu people are capable of bending and stretching, and when faced with a strong person that they cannot handle, they must give in at the right time.
So he patted Jingmutang and talked about books as if nothing had happened, as if the person who had just been fed a strange pill was someone else.
Although the people in the tea house were performing their duties, most of their eyes were still involuntarily directed towards Zhong Liyue and his party.
After all, everyone likes beauties, and they don't usually see such beautiful beauties. After finally seeing them once, they naturally want to take a good look at them.
"If we talk about strange cases, the recent death of the new emperor and the massacre at the Yunjing Inn in the capital that night are the strangest... By the way, that day..."
Now that we have sat in the teahouse, we can't help but listen to Old Man Wei's story.
After listening for a while, they discovered that although Old Man Wei didn't know what happened that night, he talked about the tragic situation there very vividly, as if he was at the scene.
"Old man Wei, our new emperor in Fengxiang has died. Who will be our emperor now?"
"It is said that before his death, the late emperor left a will to pass the throne to the regent and king Xiaoyao..."
"Sixth prince, seventh prince? The only one famous in our Fengxiang dynasty is the third prince, the sixth prince, who is the seventh prince???"
After mentioning those two mythical people in the martial arts world, Old Man Wei immediately became energetic:
"They are the most mysterious and powerful Palace Masters of Yunyu Palace in today's martial arts world. As for why they are still princes, this goes back more than twenty years..."
As Old Man Wei was talking, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves outside the teahouse.
A handsome young man in a blue Confucian shirt is riding on a horse, dusty and dusty, coming here...
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