"Hey!" The storyteller quickly stopped him, "Don't say this nonsense, you will lose your head!"
"Hey, let me tell you, this is not a real thing. What are you afraid of? It's not too much for us to discuss it." Someone started to fan the flames.
Then, another thing broke out in the crowd: "The eunuchs who are following the concubine Qi today are very powerful in martial arts..."
"Don't talk nonsense." The storyteller said sadly, "I'm just a storyteller. Don't think too much about Concubine Qi, or you'll lose your head!"
Although he tried to stop it, everyone's curiosity was aroused bit by bit. In fact, they could just let it go?
Seeing that the fire was almost done, the storyteller hurriedly retreated to a room.
In the room, Yuan Hongxi and Muyin had been waiting for a long time. As for Liu Mo, Shen Ning and Mu Hua, they had already been led away. It was better not to let them know about this kind of thing.
"Go back to your lord, everything has been done." The storyteller smiled flatteringly and plucked his beard at the corner of his mouth, "I wonder if there is anything else that your lord needs to give you?"
"As long as it's done." Yuan Hongxi picked up the tea cup on the table, opened the tea lid, and took a leisurely breath. Then he raised his eyes and smiled, "The next step is to make this story last forever.
It’s spread…”
"I understand, villain." The storyteller wiped the cold sweat from his head and glanced at Yuan Hongxi again, "Your Majesty, this..."
Yuan Hongxi took out a round bag of money and threw it to him: "The farther the story spreads, the better..."
"Yes!" The storyteller weighed the money bag in his hand and stepped back with a smile.
After Muyin saw him leaving, she sat down next to Yuan Hongxi and said, "Are you ready to take action?"
"Yes." Yuan Hongxi took a leisurely sip of tea, "It's time, they have already relaxed their guard."
Humans are such an animal. After being on guard for a few days, they will be hit by comfort. The longer they stay at ease, the faster the sense of guard in their hearts disappears.
They hadn't seen any movement for half a month, so naturally they didn't expect it. But now, the movement was gradually approaching them...
"Were the eunuchs around Concubine Qi really not castrated?" Muyin raised her chin and looked at Yuan Hongxi. However, she thought about it, and one of the eunuchs who kidnapped her that day was actually a eunuch.
Yuan Hongxi put down the tea cup and glanced at Muyin: "Why, are you becoming curious too?"
"If he is a fake eunuch, how can he defeat Concubine Qi with just one rumor?" Muyin vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
"One slap can't make a difference." Yuan Hongxi suddenly smiled, his dark eyes exuding a sense of mystery like a deep pool, "Since it is a rumor, it will naturally be fulfilled..."
"..." Muyin didn't understand what kind of medicine Yuan Hongxi was selling in the gourd.
At this time, Yuan Hongxi knocked her head again and handed Muyin a painting. Muyin opened it and looked at it, but found that it was exactly the same as the one he gave to Wan Peining.
"What is this for?" she asked doubtfully.
"Exchange this painting with the one in Wan Peining's room. In a few days, there will be... a theft." Yuan Hongxi's words were profound.
Muyin recalled what Liu Mo had said to him in the room before, and an idea flashed in his mind: "You mean, Xylophone will steal this painting to heal his face?"
"Smart." Yuan Hongxi nodded approvingly. "Hey!" the storyteller quickly stopped, "Don't say this nonsense, it will make you lose your head!"
"Hey, let me tell you, this is not a real thing. What are you afraid of? It's not too much for us to discuss it." Someone started to fan the flames.
Then, another thing broke out in the crowd: "The eunuchs who are following the concubine Qi today are very powerful in martial arts..."
"Don't talk nonsense." The storyteller said sadly, "I'm just a storyteller. Don't think too much about Concubine Qi, or you'll lose your head!"
Although he tried to stop it, everyone's curiosity was aroused bit by bit. In fact, they could just let it go?
Seeing that the fire was almost done, the storyteller hurriedly retreated to a room.
In the room, Yuan Hongxi and Muyin had been waiting for a long time. As for Liu Mo, Shen Ning and Mu Hua, they had already been led away. It was better not to let them know about this kind of thing.
"Go back to your lord, everything has been done." The storyteller smiled flatteringly and plucked his beard at the corner of his mouth, "I wonder if there is anything else that your lord needs to give you?"
"As long as it's done." Yuan Hongxi picked up the tea cup on the table, opened the tea lid, and took a leisurely breath. Then he raised his eyes and smiled, "The next step is to make this story last forever.
It’s spread…”
"I understand, villain." The storyteller wiped the cold sweat from his head and glanced at Yuan Hongxi again, "Your Majesty, this..."
Yuan Hongxi took out a round bag of money and threw it to him: "The farther the story spreads, the better..."
"Yes!" The storyteller weighed the money bag in his hand and stepped back with a smile.
After Muyin saw him leaving, she sat down next to Yuan Hongxi and said, "Are you ready to take action?"
"Yes." Yuan Hongxi took a leisurely sip of tea, "It's time, they have already relaxed their guard."
Humans are such an animal. After being on guard for a few days, they will be hit by comfort. The longer they stay at ease, the faster the sense of guard in their hearts disappears.
They hadn't seen any movement for half a month, so naturally they didn't expect it. But now, the movement was gradually approaching them...
"Were the eunuchs around Concubine Qi really not castrated?" Muyin raised her chin and looked at Yuan Hongxi. However, she thought about it, and one of the eunuchs who kidnapped her that day was actually a eunuch.
Yuan Hongxi put down the tea cup and glanced at Muyin: "Why, are you becoming curious too?"
"If he is a fake eunuch, how can he defeat Concubine Qi with just one rumor?" Muyin vaguely felt that it was not that simple.
"One slap can't make a difference." Yuan Hongxi suddenly smiled, his dark eyes exuding a sense of mystery like a deep pool, "Since it is a rumor, it will naturally be fulfilled..."
"..." Muyin didn't understand what kind of medicine Yuan Hongxi was selling in the gourd.
At this time, Yuan Hongxi knocked her head again and handed Muyin a painting. Muyin opened it and looked at it, but found that it was exactly the same as the one he gave to Wan Peining.
"What is this for?" she asked doubtfully.
"Exchange this painting with the one in Wan Peining's room. In a few days, there will be... a theft." Yuan Hongxi's words were profound.
Muyin recalled what Liu Mo had said to him in the room before, and an idea flashed in his mind: "You mean, Xylophone will steal this painting to heal his face?"
