Big-name crazy concubine

Chapter 893 Draw a knife to help
Yunqian knew earlier that the concubines of this dynasty were different, and the ranks were strict. Hearing this now, she felt that if she followed the strict standards of concubines here, she also felt that she seemed to have really surpassed Chu Yuanzhou. .

Huanyu was very annoyed when she heard that, and wanted to reprimand the man, Yunqian stretched out her hand and pulled her sleeve, motioning her not to speak, and first listen to what these said about her and Chu Yuanzhou.

Huanyu stomped her feet lightly, but she heard the storyteller's voice again: "The fifth lady of Yunfu, the eldest concubine of Chu Wangfu, was famous for being crazy and stupid before. He has a vicious and vicious mind, and is also extremely ugly, with mung bean eyes, a couch nose, a wide mouth and big mouth protruding ears, and a face as round as a big cake..."

Yun Qian couldn't help frowning when she heard this, and suddenly felt how gentle Huanyu's words were in front of her. She was still sighing, and the man sitting in her cubicle said again: "A It's okay for a woman to be so ugly, but she's crazy, stupid and fierce, I don't know how the prince can bear it, it's really amazing."

The man had just finished speaking, and the storyteller said: "It's okay for a woman to be so ugly, 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 he heard the man say: "In this world, only a man like Shizi can bear her. Maybe it's the fate of marriage."

She heard the storyteller also say: "In this world, only a man like Shizi can bear her. Maybe it's a destiny and a marriage."

Yun Qian frowned, and asked in the box: "Do you often come to listen to books?"

"There are three shows here a day, and I come to listen to every show." The man's voice came: "Every time I hear the story of the prince and the concubine, it always makes me feel that there is still love in this world, and I can still believe in love. "

Yun Qian was a little speechless. She felt that everyone in the world was a masochist. The storyteller described her like this. In the eyes of the man in the cubicle, she was in a graceful love novel. She had to admire the richness of the man in the cubicle. Imagination, unparalleled reasoning ability.

If this is someone else's story, she can listen to it, but this is her story, and it is distorted and disfigured. She somewhat understands why there are so many right and wrong in the entertainment industry in the 21st century.

It's just that submissiveness has never been her style of dealing with things, and she has never sacrificed herself to make everyone gossip about her in Beijing. It's fine if she didn't hear it with her own ears before, but now that she has heard it, she can no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb.

She was about to have a seizure when she saw a knife stuck in front of the storyteller's desk, which shocked the storyteller and everyone who listened to the book in the teahouse. The master looked.

It was a young girl about sixteen or seventeen years old. She was tall and stood out in the crowd.She was wearing a pink jacket, which was bordered with white fox fur. Her full head of hair was woven into many small braids, covered with beads, which made her look very energetic.

Coupled with her actions just now, even though she is pretty and a rare beauty, the onlookers who saw her felt that she lacked a bit of feminine tenderness.

(End of this chapter)