In addition to her rough movements, the woman did not have her face covered with a gauze scarf or a gauze hat like the ladies in the capital. Her nose bridge was slightly high and she had a pair of bright, big eyes, but the color of her eyes was not common.
Instead of black, it is as blue as a gem, which looks sunny and free.
Yun Qian looked very pleased with her and felt that she was really a beauty. She also liked her slightly flamboyant personality.
Her appearance is very special. It originally attracted people's attention, but she was sitting in the corner earlier. The light in the teahouse was not very good, and she was sitting with her back to everyone, so no one paid attention.
her existence.
When Yun Qian saw the woman's appearance, she knew she was a foreigner. Her eyes were slightly curious, and she didn't understand what the woman wanted to do when she threw the knife.
The storyteller was shocked and said: "Which family is this girl from? Why is she always holding a knife? It's so scary!"
"Is it scary?" The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and said disapprovingly: "It's a good thing I didn't cut off your tongue today!"
Her voice was not too crisp, but slightly deep. The expression on her face was cold and disdainful, and her words had an alien accent, which sounded a bit weird.
Huan Yu said softly: "Will there be a fight?"
Yun Qian saw some interest on her face, and secretly sighed that this maid was also a person who was afraid of chaos in the world, but she actually liked to see such excitement. She was also curious about the woman, but she didn't say anything.
The storyteller said in astonishment: "You're so good, why did you cut my tongue?"
"What does it mean to be so good?" The woman raised her eyebrows and said, "It's already wrong for you to talk about people behind their backs. To exaggerate the matter, it's just wrong!"
"Why did I exaggerate my words?" the storyteller asked in confusion.
The woman sneered and said: "You talk about the prince of King Chu as a god-like figure. How can there be a god-like figure in this world? As far as I know, he is simply a prodigal son among flowers. He is an out-and-out
Playboy, wouldn’t it be misleading for you to describe such a person like this?”
Yun Qian felt that the idiom "misleading people's children" seemed inappropriate to use here. She just thought that this woman was a foreigner and it was good to be able to speak Beijing dialect like this. She was originally planning to take action, but at this time this woman came out to speak.
, she wanted to hear it, so she sat there in silence.
The storyteller said somewhat unhappily: "The prince is a young genius. He can write at the age of three and martial arts at the age of five. He is as talented as the current number one scholar at the age of eight. At the age of eleven, he can go to war with his father and win many battles. Such a person cannot be ignored.
What does it mean to be banished to an immortal? Even if he had some romantic affairs in the early days, no one can do anything romantic when he is young. His nature is very good. I am just telling the truth, so how can I possibly mislead my disciples?"
The woman said with disdain: "Even if the Prince of Chu is so outstanding, it is still his business and none of your business? What are you talking about behind his back?"
When she asked, the storyteller didn't know how to answer the question. Indeed, that was a matter of the Chu Palace and none of their business. He was just telling stories to make some money. The more incredible the stories he told, the easier it was to attract people.
The whole house is full of joy, so under normal circumstances, he will tell more exaggerated stories originally written by others.