Chapter 135： I want to listen to the stories spoken in the teahouse

Chapter 135 I want to hear what is said in the teahouse

Ye Qianning nodded heavily: "Ahem..."

It's really uncomfortable to speak with a stuck throat.

"After saying so many words at once, I still can't think of what to do." Xiang Minghou gave her a big hand to calm her down.

"It's just a bit mute. It'll be fine in two days. Dad, I want to eat." Ye Qianning ate fruit for two days in space. Her mouth was tasteless, so she wanted to eat something spicy.

Xiang Minghou raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Dad, go get someone ready right now."

Knowing that you are hungry and being able to eat means that your illness is about to be cured.

Ye Qianning lay on the bed and entered the space again. The land in the space was matured in one day, and there were a lot of Liangyi Xiangsheng piled up in the storage area. She also ate a few in the past two days.

The taste is better than all fruits, and the key effect is also very magical. Common illnesses can basically be cured by eating one.

Although serious diseases can only be alleviated but not removed, it can still be regarded as a miracle medicine.

She originally wanted to sell Liangyi Xiangsheng as fruit, and she could make a fortune with her unique appearance, but she didn't expect that it would cause an uproar when she took out only one.

Now look at how much more than just a fortune you can make with one, it can be worth thousands of dollars!

"Tsk."

Ye Qianning picked up a Liangyi Xiangsheng. It was really valuable, but she didn't dare to sell it!

This is equivalent to looking at a pile of gold that cannot be spent, and you feel uncomfortable or not.

"You have to get better soon."

A familiar voice sounded.

Ye Qianning threw down the fruit and was a little worried. When she opened her eyes, she saw a fair face. The face was as fair as jade, and the brows and eyes were so swollen that it was as if she had been kissed by an angel. It was so perfect.

"The fever is gone. Master Zhan said you are not stupid at all." Sang Zhi took back his hand and said calmly.

Ye Qianning's eyes suddenly changed. This kid has a big head, and the praise is in vain!

"By the way, this is the book I asked Master for today." Sang Zhi picked it up and showed it to her.

Ye Qianning rolled his eyes: "No."

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand. I came to see you after school recently and I read to you."

“…”

The plum blossoms bloomed for the second time, and Ye Qianning felt despised again.

"Why do you see me looking a little unhappy?" Sang Zhi asked.

"Ahem..." Ye Qianning rolled her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Would you like some water? I'll get it for you." Sang Zhi said and stood up.

"...I don't drink water."

"Then let me read to you." Sang Zhi picked up the book next to him.

"...I don't want to hear it." Ye Qianning was speechless.

He's a straight man, he doesn't look very smart.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Ye Qianning rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I want to hear a story."

"what story?"

"A book of stories spoken in teahouses."

Sang Zhi pursed his lips.

"Can you tell me?" Ye Qianning tilted her head and blinked in anticipation.

Sang Zhi was silent for a while before holding back a few words: "I haven't heard the script."

"Never heard of it?" Ye Qianning was surprised.

Sang Zhi shook his head.

"Isn't it, so pitiful?" Have you never heard of this?

"I don't go out of the palace often, and I rarely go to teahouses. I don't know much about things outside." Sang Zhi said with a straight face and a serious smile.

Ye Qianning felt distressed for a moment. Without his mother, his father didn't care, and his brothers bullied him. Life was really pitiful. The palace rules were strict and no one would tell stories to him.

"Then I'll tell you from now on."

"You know how?" Sang Zhi was very doubtful.

"Of course, my story is guaranteed to be the only one in the world. Others want to hear it... cough cough cough cough... not yet." Ye Qianning was in high spirits.

"You are still sick and can't talk much. I will read to you first. When you get better, you can give me the speech book."

(End of chapter)