"Last time, it was said that Qianhu, a daughter of Qianhu, encountered injustice and rescued a terminally ill young master from bandits. When she learned that the sick young master was the son of a minister, she kindly sent him home, thinking that they would never see each other again from now on. "
"Moreover, the female Qianhu is anxious to join the army. Although the sick and weak young master is grateful, he does not know the name of his benefactor."
Shen Moran listened with great interest, and Si Yiluo had a half-day of free time. It was rare to listen to books with her friends, so she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.
Until a startling sound brought her back to reality.
"As the saying goes, there are no coincidences. This time it was this female Qianhu who saved the sick young master."
"Since the young master is feeling unwell, he will take more guards with him when he goes out in the future."
The storyteller turned around and changed his tone.
"Dare you ask for the name of your benefactor? I have no other intention. I just see that your clothes are soaked, the weather is cold, and there is no one nearby. If the girl doesn't mind, there are clean clothes on board that I haven't worn."
"Nv Qianhu frowned. Although she is a martial arts practitioner who is not afraid of severe cold, she couldn't bear the warm invitation of the sick and weak young master, so she took her own life and stayed on the boat for one night."
"Nv Qianhu is on a mission, and she planned to leave at dawn. Unexpectedly, the sick and frail young master developed a high fever..."
Si Yiluo heard something behind the words and raised his eyes to look at Shen Moran.
"But when I saw that the young man's skin was as white as a woman's, it was more like a woman's...the burning red cheeks were so charming. The confused young man just grabbed the hem of her clothes and refused to let her go. At that moment, Nv Qianhu was shaken..."
Shen Moran squinted her eyes and smiled obscenely. The next scene was very erotic, including a well-behaved boy acting coquettishly and being cute, a cold and unmoved family, and the entanglement between a clingy little goblin and a domineering and sassy sister.
Si Yiluo felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. He really couldn't bear it.
God knows she doesn't like the weak type, but the one who does this is Shen Moran himself.
There was another snap outside.
The storyteller foamed at the mouth and his face glowed red.
"Nv Qianhu was injured during the mission, and met a sick and weak young man on the way. The two of them got separated from their guards during the chase. They happened to see a cave in front of them and hid in it."
What story will happen next?
"If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time!"
The storyteller prolonged his tone, received the tray containing the coins amidst the lamentations, and left with a smile.
Si Yiluo continued to recall the traces of the book, but heard Shen Moran joke: "Can't you still hear it?"
This book was written by her.
Si Yiluo could guess it even by thinking with his toes.
"Don't tell me that the sickly young master is based on your King Zhan."
Her tone was very helpless. Shen Moran didn't care, spitting out the melon seed skin and said: "No one knows anyway. You know I envy you the most. Let me enjoy it in the storybook!"
"Storyteller, I will give you ten taels of silver and you will tell two more paragraphs!"
A familiar voice hit her eardrums. Chang Jinchan came out of nowhere, stopped the storyteller, and slapped the silver ingot on the table. The sound was louder than the noise made by Jingmu.
Shen Moran stroked his forehead lightly, okay, Chang Jinchan knows, she will definitely tell Zhou Zhan when she goes back, she has to think of a countermeasure first.
Seeing the silver ingot, the storyteller's eyes widened, but he still looked back with difficulty, waving his hands and saying: "This story, it, it was not written by me. I can't tell it even if I want to..."
"I don't care." Chang Jinchan forced the silver ingot into the storyteller's hand, "Then you go and find the person who wrote the story. I will know the follow-up today. It was so exciting. Suddenly it stopped. It felt like I don’t feel comfortable anywhere.”
The storyteller was so rare that she almost cried.
"If it's not enough, I'll give you another tablet."
The wealth and silk moved people's hearts. The storyteller stretched out his paws to grab the two silver ingots and put them in his arms.
"Young man, hurry up now!"
Chang Jinchan followed the opponent as if he was ready to run away at any moment.
"I'll go with you!"
A female voice shouted from the side: "Stop!"
Shen Moran went downstairs and stretched out his hand towards the storyteller.
"Do you know who the person who wrote this story is? Where does he live? What is his name? Please return the money to my cousin quickly! Otherwise, I will report him to the government!"
There are people from all kinds of religions here. The storyteller rolled his eyes and saw that they were all female relatives. Although they talked extraordinary, they did not dress like nobles.
"Of course I know you. If you two girls don't believe me, just follow me and I will show you the way."
Chang Jinchan asked in surprise: "Cousin, why are you here?"
Shen Moran glanced at her. She was really uneasy. She didn't even dare to go out without a maid?
"Why are you here?"
Chang Jinchan was careless and told the truth: "I heard two little maids talking in the house, saying that the stories told here are good. My cousin is not feeling well and I don't want to disturb him, so I came here by myself."
Just a casual chat for her to hear?
How can there be such a coincidence...
"Can you two girls leave?"
The storyteller's tone was urgent. Shen Moran looked at him and smiled.
"Of course I want to go, but I have agreed in advance that if that person is not the author of this story, you have to pay double the money my cousin gave you."
"I'm sure you'll know if you go and see it."
Shen Moran was not afraid when Si Yiluo was there. He gave her a wink secretly and followed the storyteller out of the teahouse and continued deeper into the alley.
Halfway through, Chang Jinchan quietly tugged on Shen Moran's sleeves and whispered in her ear: "Cousin, why do I feel something is wrong?"
Shen Moran looked around and admired her thick lines. Only now did she realize that something was wrong. If this girl was born in the capital, she would definitely be plotted to death!
"Where are you taking us?" Shen Moran stopped, "We're not going. Cousin, do you remember the way back? Let's go back."
The storyteller suddenly changed his face and said with a ferocious smile: "Little girl, since you are here, don't leave. My brother will take you to a good place."
He clapped his hands.
Seven or eight strong men came out of the uninhabited house next to them, and they looked like Lian Jiazi.
"Bold! Do you know who I am?"
Chang Jinchan pulled out the dagger from her boot, guarded it in front of Shen Moran, and confronted those people.
"Cousin, I'm the one who got you into trouble. I'm holding them back. You go first and leave me alone!"
At critical moments, you are quite loyal...
Before Shen Moran could be moved, the storyteller stepped back and commanded: "Get the ones alive, come on!"
Chang Jinchan had weapons in her hands, but she had no advantage against a man with bare hands. The opponent's moves seemed to be unorganized, but in fact they were just playing with her.
"Cousin, run quickly——"
The shrill female voice startled the sparrows that had fallen on the wall. Chang Jinchan tried her best, but was restrained and unable to move, but he still didn't forget to tell her to run away... It seemed strangely touching.
She looked around helplessly and said decisively: "Let's go together! I can't leave you! Come, help!"
Shen Moran shouted several times in cooperation and vaguely heard footsteps approaching.
A dark shadow arrived before the footsteps. Chang Jinchan's hands were restrained and unable to move, but for just a moment, she heard the person behind her scream and regained her freedom.
"You dare to plot against your aunt? If you do it in my hands, I will make you unable to become a man!"
She turned around and kicked the man hard in the crotch.
Several other men had their arms removed, and she did the same thing one by one. After kicking them, she was still not relieved, so she took out a dagger and stabbed the storyteller in the thigh who had been subdued by Si Yiluo.
He took out the silver from his arms, pulled out the dagger, and slapped his face with blood.
"Let you lie to me? This is the price!"
"There's still interest!"
He stabbed him again on the other thigh.
Zhou Yu, who came over after hearing the sound, happened to see this scene and felt a dull pain in his thigh. The three of them looked over at the same time.
Shen Moran had a sarcastic smile on her face, another story of a hero saving a beauty...