"Huh? Then he doesn't want the throne? Some listeners couldn't help but be shocked and asked with a puzzled face.

Xingmu patted it lightly, and the storyteller's paper fan snapped away, "No, this is the convincing part...... It is said that the throne is at your fingertips, but His Royal Highness gives it away, and he doesn't even want the title of regent, where do ordinary people have such courage. ”

"That's ......," the crowd admired.

"And where did he go after that?" A little girl who was fascinated by the story looked up and asked immaturely.

"Later, naturally, he and Princess Xiang Chu of Ye Guoxiang flew together. This princess is also remarkable, and it is her proposal that makes the world so peaceful. The seventeenth highness is willing to give up the country for her, which shows how charming the princess is......"

The storyteller raised his eyebrows and talked endlessly, but the listener who had not spoken on the side sighed and raised his eyebrows a little helplessly, and said in a low voice: "We should go." ”

And all the people looked at the man.

It was a young man who was not very old, with an ordinary face, but his temperament was inexplicably cold and calm.

The storyteller listened to his words, and did not refute it, but bowed his hand to the listeners, and said with a smile: "That's all for today, we should go." ”

Everyone was a little unsatisfied, but they also dispersed in twos and threes, and some people took some copper plates to the storyteller, and the other party also accepted them with a smile.

"Let's go." The storyteller said to the boy.

The two got up and walked out of the teahouse.

This is a small town close to the border pass, the people are simple and welcoming, and they also love to listen to the stories of the capital.

It's cold this season.

Snowflakes were floating outside the teahouse, and pedestrians were in a hurry.

The storyteller shook the beard on his lips, squinted and smiled, "Let's go buy two pots of wine and go back to the inn to drink and warm up." It's really cold. ”

The boy shook his head: "I don't drink." After a pause, he said lightly: "Sister Huang should also drink less." ”

The storyteller looked at him with a smile, "I didn't know you had the potential to pour a cup, but I poured you a cup last time, and you actually hugged me and cried all night......"

The corners of the boy's lips twitched slightly: "Are you crying?" ”

The storyteller laughed, "Lie to you, you just hugged me and said you liked me all night......"

The young man coughed, and his earlobes turned silently red.

No pedestrian noticed the conversation between the two, otherwise they would have been taken aback. After all, judging from their appearance, one is a young teenager, and the other is a middle-aged man with a mustache, and the two are like father and son.

Yu Chuxing went to buy wine by herself, and then returned to the inn together, she tore off the beard on her face, and said a little unwillingly: "Why do those people only ask about your deeds, and don't ask me how I won Ye Guo and how I was domineering in the Zhihe court......

Seventeen pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, Imperial Sister." In their hearts, you must be much better than me. ”

Yu Chu raised his eyebrows: "Why?" ”

The young man who had taken off his disguise turned his face, his clear and soft eyes were like beautiful gems, and there was a smile on his amazing face, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "What a charming person the imperial sister should be if I can give up the imperial throne." ”

Yu Chu poured a glass of wine, couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and muttered, "It's not like you're praising yourself......"

She took a glass of wine and narrowed her eyes pleasantly.

The boy looked at the snow in front of the window, then closed the window and walked over, his slender body leaning down from behind, his fingers propped on the table, and his lips rubbing the tips of the girl's ears.