C98 Book of Words

Just as Dong Ping stepped into the courtyard, she saw Jiang Chenbi leaning on a beauty within, looking at the scenery of the courtyard as she said, "Miss, Young Master Han has secretly sent someone to pass on a message to you, asking you to look forward to something important."

Jiang Chenbi's body froze, but she did not turn her head: "What, could it be that the plan failed?"

"This servant doesn't know, but looking at the flustered expression of the servant, he must have something urgent to discuss with you."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes. If his plan had worked out, Han Xiangyuan wouldn't have come to see her for a reason. He must have met with some sort of trouble, which was why he needed to find her for a solution.

The teahouse was still where Han Xiangyuan had arranged to meet him, but he had changed it to a different box. When Jiang Chenyu entered, Han Xiangyuan's face was still ashen, and he looked ugly to behold.

"Shen Yuan, what did you call me here for?" No matter how unhappy Jiang Chen was, it was not the time for him to give up on the chess piece. He had to suppress all the anger in his heart.

"I did as you said, but I didn't expect that I would be humiliated by Mu Qiantang and the others instead. "I think you should help me think of another way." Upon seeing Jiang Chen, Han Xiangyuan's face eased up a bit. He no longer looked as unsightly as he had before.

Jiang Chenbi was already suspicious of him, so she didn't find it strange. After asking him about what had happened, she felt even more disgusted that he was useless. She couldn't even deal with such a small matter.

"Mu Yu Ting is a cunning and insidious person, and since she has the protection of the heavens, it's normal for her to not be able to pull her down for a while. You don't have to worry about Sheng Yuan, I'll help you think of another way. " Jiang Chenbi sat down next to Han Xiangyuan and poured him a cup of green tea.

Han Xiangyuan took the teacup from Jiang Chenbi's hands and saw her boneless body leaning towards him again and again. His heart skipped a beat, and most of his anger had dissipated.

"I naturally do not need to worry about Bi'er's matters. It's just that I don't know how long I'll have to wait." He had been plotted against for a number of times over this woman, but he had been unable to suppress the desire to control her.

"Sheng Yuan, you can stay at home and wait for me. When everything is done, I'll send you a message." With a twist of her waist, Jiang Chen managed to escape Han Xiangyuan's control.

She might as well beg herself. Instead of placing all her hopes on Han Xiangyuan, she might as well do it herself. She wouldn't let her guard down like this.

In the tea house, in the backstage of the book storytelling hall.

The attendant put a cloth bag into the storyteller's hands and said in a low voice, "Sir, don't forget the task our young miss has entrusted you with."

The storyteller used his hands to cushion the weight of the cloth bag and hastily put it away. He revealed a pleading smile on his face and said, "Don't worry, even if I forgot everything, I will never forget the thing that young miss Jiang warned me about."

"That's good." The attendant nodded with understanding and smiled, "Sir, it's getting late. The audience is urging us to go quickly and explain this book to them."

The storyteller nodded his head again and again. He walked to the front of the stage and looked at the crowd below. Then, he said loudly, "Today, we will tell an extremely romantic story!"

The audience members who loved to listen to these kinds of words immediately burst into an uproar. One by one, they began to jeer at the storyteller, telling him to continue. The speaker waved his hand. He knew that the discussion below had died down a bit before he continued, "Speaking of which, this Prime Minister Mu is an upright and honest man. He has a clean and honest character, but didn't expect to give birth to a fox spirit's daughter."

"Third Marquis, I think I know what you are doing right now?" The storyteller paused for a moment. Seeing that everyone's interest had been piqued, he continued to speak in a clear voice, "This Miss Mu will take advantage of her youth and beauty to find opportunities to get close to the Third Marquis!"

As he spoke, that person also carefully described a romantic story. Mu Yuting had been described as racking her brains, using every method at her disposal to get closer to Xiao Chen. His lively tone made it seem as if he had seen this scene with his own eyes, and he quickly told everyone about what he had heard.

"Tsk, tsk. I didn't expect Miss Mu to appear to be so knowledgeable. To think that she was actually such a despicable person!"

"That's right, that's right. I didn't expect that either. Looks like I had mistaken her for someone else." "Indeed, as the old saying goes, one cannot judge a book by its cover."

"..."

When the storyteller saw the crowd below discussing amongst themselves, he was secretly delighted. He continued, "Everyone, you might not know this, but what Miss Mu has done is not ranked among the top."

When the servants heard this, they were immediately interested, the storyteller continued, "I believe everyone should know that the Third Marquis has the blood Gu. That Miss Mu had also grasped this point and used her superior medical skills to threaten the Third Marquis! "

When everyone heard this, it was as if an explosion had occurred.

In a certain room on the second floor of the teahouse, the atmosphere was especially quiet, so quiet that it sent chills down one's spine.

"Your highness, do you need someone to take care of it?" Ye Mo paid close attention to the expression on Xiao Chen's face. Seeing that Xiao Chen was not angry and was smiling instead, he felt even more scared. The storytellers below the stage were too good at making things up. Coincidentally, their words almost made him believe them.

Could it be that he knew that Wang Lu's usual ferocious way of killing people without batting an eyelid? He almost believed that the pitiful egg that would not retaliate even if it was bullied was his Prince.

Xiao Chong waved his hands, signalling for her not to make a move. He rubbed his chin with his slender fingers, looking down at the scene with interest through the window.

He had not expected his luck to be so good. It was just that he had accidentally gotten a cup of tea, but he had heard that someone had sent him here.

"Hey, how could the Third Marquis resist? He was forcefully threatened by Mu Lutong. I have always been obedient to her and hung out with her every day just so that I could obtain the pill that could remove the blood Gu … "

When he heard this, his heart grew even more nervous. He turned his head to look at Xiao Chen, who was sitting to the side. "Prince, is there really no need for this subordinate to stop him? This arrangement is too much …"

"Why should such an interesting thing be stopped?" Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows and stood up. He looked at the storyteller below the stage and the smile on his face became even wider. "I remember that there is always a book for me to read at the teahouse."

He was surprised for a moment, but quickly nodded and replied, "Yes, that was prepared for the convenience of listening to books."

"How can This King enjoy such a good story alone?" Xiao Cheng retracted his gaze. "Mo, go get a book and help This King deliver it to Qiuting."

Since Mu Yu Ting was also the main character of this story, she naturally had to understand it well.