Yun Qian had known before that there were different concubines in this dynasty and the hierarchy was strict. After hearing this, she felt that if she followed the strict standards of concubines here, she also felt that she had really surpassed Chu Yuanzhou.
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Huanyu was very annoyed after hearing this and wanted to scold the man. Yun Qian stretched out his hand and pulled her sleeve, indicating that she didn't need to speak and wanted to hear what was said about her and Chu Yuanzhou first.
Huan Yu lightly tapped her foot, but then she heard the storyteller's voice: "The fifth lady of Yun Mansion, the eldest concubine of Prince Chu's Mansion, was famous for being crazy and stupid in the past. She didn't know women's beauty, and she didn't understand the ways of the world.
He has a vicious and ferocious mind, and he is also extremely ugly, with mung bean eyes, a big nose, a wide mouth and windy ears, and a face as round as a pie..."
Yun Qian couldn't help but frown when she heard this. She suddenly felt how gentle Huanyu's words were in front of her. She was still sighing when the man sitting in her cubicle said again: "A
Even if a woman is so ugly, she can be crazy, stupid and fierce. I don’t know how the prince can endure it. It’s really amazing.”
After the man finished speaking, the storyteller continued: "It doesn't matter how ugly a woman is, but she is crazy, stupid, and fierce. I don't know how the prince can bear it. It's really amazing."
Yun Qian's eyes blinked slightly, but then she heard the man say: "I'm afraid only a man like the prince in this world can tolerate her. This may be destiny and destiny."
She heard the storyteller also say: "I am afraid that only a man like the prince in this world can tolerate her. This may be destiny and destiny."
Yun Qian's eyebrows furrowed and she asked in the box: "Do you come here often to listen to books?"
"There are three performances here a day, and I come to listen to every one." The man's voice came: "Every time I hear the story of the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess, it always makes me feel that there is still love in this world, and I can still believe in love.
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Yun Qian was speechless. She felt that everyone in the world was a masochist. The storyteller described her like this. To the man in the cubicle, it was like a graceful love novel. She had to admire the richness of the man in the cubicle.
Imagination, unparalleled reasoning ability.
If this was someone else's story, it would be okay for her to listen to it, but this was her story, and it was a story that had been twisted out of shape. She somewhat understood why there were so many right and wrongs in the entertainment industry in the 21st century.
It's just that being submissive has never been her style of dealing with things, nor has she sacrificed herself to let everyone in the capital gossip about her. Even if she didn't hear it with her own ears before, now that she has heard it, she can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.
She was about to have an attack when she saw a knife stuck in front of the storyteller's desk. The storyteller was startled, and all the people listening to the book in the teahouse were startled. They were all a little surprised and pointed at the knife.
The owner looked.
She was a young girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was tall and stood out among the crowd. She was wearing a pink jacket, which was bordered with white fox fur. She had a full head.
Her hair was woven into many little braids, covered with beads and flowers, which made her look very energetic.
Coupled with her actions just now, even though she was pretty and a rare beauty, the onlookers felt that she lacked a bit of feminine tenderness when they saw her.