Yun Wuluo stretched out his hand toward her, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes, "Explain what situation? Isn't what the storyteller said the truth? Or do you think I just... can't stand up to the stage like this?"
He wanted to bring her back, but thinking of her angry look just now, he didn't dare to take action.
Mu Zhao walked up to the storyteller's stage and said to him, "Sorry, interrupt me."
The storyteller shouted in surprise, "Little Princess Mu Zhao!"
"It's me." Mu Zhao turned to face the audience.
There was another commotion in the audience.
Mu Zhao raised his hand and lowered it to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "I would like to make a clarification regarding what the storyteller just said about my breaking off the engagement."
Yun Wuluo curled up his fists slightly and slowly raised the corners of his mouth into a sneer.
But he had just raised his voice when he heard Mu Zhao say: "It's true that I broke off the engagement with the second prince, but the eunuch next to the second prince is not young at all. He is already a mature man and can be even better than the second prince."
Give me a sense of peace of mind, and..."
Mu Zhao paused, looked at Yun Wuluo, and smiled.
"He is very good-looking, much better-looking than the second prince."
After Mu Zhao finished speaking, he was satisfied to see Yun Wuluo's expression change from disbelief to joy.
However, this process lasted too short. In just a short moment, he returned to his usual inscrutable and indifferent appearance.
The audience had already looked in the direction she was pointing.
Then, another burst of shouting broke out.
"He's really good-looking."
"Is there such a handsome man in the world?"
"I think the three young masters in the Mu family are not as good as him."
"No, no, no, I think the Prime Minister's family, the number one son in the capital, is not as good-looking as him."
"But...you must not forget that he...he is a eunuch."
"This dear friend," Mu Zhao pointed to the man who said Yun Wuluo was the eunuch, "he has a name, Yun Wuluo."
Yun Wuluo's eyes trembled slightly, and his eyes gradually deepened as he looked at Mu Zhao.
He could not wait to pull the luminous Mu Zhao on the stage, press him into his arms, and melt him into his bones and blood.
Mu Zhao's eyes looked a little ferocious and he cursed secretly.
"What crazy thing is this madman thinking?"
She turned to look at the storyteller and said, "I will explain these two points, and you can continue."
The storyteller opened his mouth, but he really didn't know what to say.
But Mu Zhao didn't care about him.
She walked up to Yun Wuluo, pulled up his sleeves, and shouted.
"Secretary, take this princess to the best box."
"With your order, Princess, please come with me."
The waiter led the way and led Mu Zhao to the private room on the third floor.
The storyteller didn't speak for a while.
Finally, he said: "This story is not over yet, and we have no way of knowing what will happen next. Why don't we tell the story of General Wang who conquered Xianyang City by outsmarting the country."
Mu Zhao frowned and looked at Yun Wuluo.
"Little Princess, do you want to eat some dried fruit?" Yun Wuluo lowered his head and peeled the dried fruit, then handed it to Mu Zhao after peeling it off.
"Here~"
Mu Zhao pinched it and ate it, "Don't pretend to be stupid, did you instruct the storyteller to tell my father's story?"
Yun Wuluo said calmly, "No."
Mu Zhao said: "Then you are also an insider."
Yun Wuluo smiled sarcastically, "This is the old emperor's "praising and killing" plan. You may not have noticed it before. The old emperor started deploying it two years ago, but your father did not take the bait and still treated the emperor respectfully.