This shadow guard, you are enlightened

Xing Chenmu coaxed Zhuo Ying for a long time, but until the two of them moved into the inn, Zhuo Ying still seemed a little preoccupied.

"When I first came up, I heard from the shopkeeper that there is a good storyteller nearby, and he tells stories in the restaurant every night. Do you want to listen to it, Ah Ying?"

Zhuo Ying came back to her senses, and replied in a daze: "Ah, good."

Xing Chenmu pinched the soft flesh on his cheek: "Did you hear what I said? Just agree."

"Go to the restaurant to listen to the book." Zhuo Ying touched the skin that Xing Chenmu had pinched, and defended in a low voice, "I heard it."

"Okay, okay, I heard it, don't think about those things, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Ying bit her lip and shook her head.

"Let me check." Xing Chenmu said as he gestured to take off his pants, Zhuo Ying hurriedly took two steps back clutching his waistband.

"Just kidding." Xing Chenmu smiled and sat down again, "Let's go have a meal, listen to the book for a while, then come back early to rest, and we have to hurry tomorrow."

"Okay..." Zhuo Ying's face was still cold, but the roots of her ears turned red, and she finally showed some anger.

After a short rest, the two went out to the restaurant.

It was the time when the restaurant business was booming, and there were almost no vacancies in the restaurant. Xing Chenmu looked around, and asked the waiter who came up to him, "I heard that you will come to come here tonight, sir?"

"Yes, the two masters find a place to sit first, and Mr. Gongfu will arrive when there is almost a cup of tea."

"We are from out of town. In the past, we only heard storytellers in teahouses. Why are you used to listening to books in restaurants?" Xing Chenmu was a little puzzled.

"Actually, our shopkeeper loves to listen to books. This storyteller originally just set up a small stall in the street to tell stories. Later, our shopkeeper met him and thought he was good, so he invited him to the building. Unexpectedly, Mr. After coming here, the business of our restaurant has become more and more prosperous, and everyone loves to come to our restaurant no matter whether they have eaten at night or not, and they have nothing to do." Xiaoer has obviously been asked this question many times, and will soon The cause and effect are clearly explained.

Hearing this, Xing Chenmu handed some broken silver to the little girl, and said: "Then please find us a place with a better view."

Xiao Er nodded repeatedly, seeing that the visitors were generous, he led them up to the third floor and arranged them in a private room facing the platform on the second floor.

Xing Chenmu asked for a banquet on the table, and after the dishes were served, he waved to Zhuo Ying: "A Ying, come here."

Zhuo Ying only thought that he had something to order, without doubting him, she quickly got up and walked to Xing Chenmu's side, but Xing Chenmu didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand and pulled him to sit on her lap.

"Mu, Mu'er..." Zhuo Ying was unprepared, and after sitting down, she wanted to stand up in panic.

Xing Chenmu didn't agree, he put his arms around his waist and didn't let him move at all: "Good boy, the chair is too hard, you don't feel comfortable sitting on it."

Zhuo Ying wanted to go back, wanted to get along with Xing Chenmu according to the palace rules, but Xing Chenmu just wanted to do all the close things with him.

Seeing that Xing Chenmu stretched his hand over him and fed him a mouthful of vegetables, Zhuo Ying stiffened all over, begging for mercy, "Let me do it myself."

Xing Chenmu looked at him silently, as if he was trying to tell if he really didn't want to.

After a while, Xing Chen Muhuan loosened his left hand on his waist, and put the chopsticks back on the table with his right hand: "Okay."

Zhuo Ying was sensitive to the change in the atmosphere in the room, so he didn't get up immediately, but turned his head and asked worriedly: "Mu'er, are you angry?"

"No, don't think too much, let's eat." Xing Chenmu reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth, "I said that no matter what you do, I will not be angry with you, forget? I know you are not used to this, I was too hasty .”

Xing Chenmu really didn't feel angry, but it was inevitable that he felt a little disappointed.

Zhuo Ying stood up hesitantly, and sat on a chair beside him to pick up some dishes for Xing Chenmu. Xing Chenmu picked up the chopsticks to eat, and looked the same, but he didn't touch him anymore, and he didn't say anything that made him blush and heartbeat if.

After a long while like this, the rice in the bowls of both of them was reduced by half, Zhuo Ying put down his chopsticks and walked to Xing Chenmu.

"What's wrong? Is the food not to your taste?"

"The chair is hard, it's uncomfortable to sit on." Zhuo Ying said calmly.

There was no expression on his face, his tone was so serious that he seemed to be reporting an extremely important matter to Xing Chenmu. At this moment, he was completely indifferent when he was in the palace. From the tips of the ears all the way down, it covered the originally fair neck, and continued to spread until it disappeared into the neckline.

Xing Chenmu was taken aback, and it took a while to understand what the other party meant: "Aying, you don't have to force yourself."

"It's not forced." Zhuo Ying's voice was much lower this time, "I was wrong, I found that compared to...compared to being close to you, I am not used to going back to the original relationship."

Some things, once started, can only move forward, and there is no way to go back.

He has long been used to being treated tenderly by Xing Chenmu. He can't even accept the other party's brief silence. Even if he returns to the palace, he is destined to be unable to return to the old relationship between the monarch and his ministers who followed the rules and restrained the alienation. unhappy.

I tried to persuade Zhuo Ying for a long time but failed to get Zhuo Ying to open her heart. It took only a while for Zhuo Ying to figure it out by herself. Xing Chenmu was a little surprised by this unexpected joy, and opened his hands tentatively. The next moment Zhuo Ying sat sideways on him Arms around his neck.

Xing Chenmu's eyes were instantly filled with a smile, he took his half-used bowl of rice, and asked, "Shall I feed you?"

"it is good."

Both of them knew each other's preferences very well, Xing Chenmu picked out Zhuo Ying's favorite dishes to feed him, Zhuo Ying stammered obediently, and just said: "Don't bother feeding me, you can eat too."

Xing Chenmu naturally picked up a mouthful of food from his bowl and put it into his mouth.

The storyteller outside had arrived, and he was telling a folk story about a fox fairy. Neither of them paid attention to it, nor did they remove the screen. After sharing the rest of the rice, Xing Chenmu picked up a piece of pastry from the shop. : "I heard that it is the specialty of this restaurant, do you want to try it?"

Zhuo Ying nodded, leaned over and took a bite of the soft cake with Xing Chenmu's hand.

"Is it delicious?" Seeing that he likes it, Xing Chenmu also fed him the remaining half.

"Well, Mu'er eats too."

"Okay." Xing Chenmu replied, but he didn't reach out to take the pastries on the table, but raised his head slightly, and kissed his lips that were still stained with crumbs.

The two of them pressed their lips together, and a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus blossomed in each other's mouths. Although they hadn't drunk alcohol, Xing Chenmu felt a little drunk.

When he backed away, Xing Chenmu licked the corner of his mouth with some insatiable desire: "It's so sweet."

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake here is really good. It's sweet but not greasy. If Mu'er likes it, we can pack some and take it with us on the way tomorrow."

Xing Chenmu shook his head with a smile: "No, I mean, my A Ying is so sweet."

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The two hugged for a while, Zhuo Ying worried that Xing Chenmu's legs were numb, so she got up and sat back on the chair.

Xing Chenmu didn't stop him, he called the shop waiter to remove the screen, served a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine in the shop, and began to listen to the story being told downstairs, and something came to his mind as he listened.

After the storyteller finished speaking a paragraph, Xing Chenmu called Xiao Er again and handed over a bank note: "The storyteller in your building, besides being good at storytelling, can he talk about anything else?"

In the past, the guests who came to listen to the books in the building also paid money to let the husband tell the stories they liked to hear. When the waiter saw the silver ticket, he asked, "I don't know what the master wants to hear?"

"I want to hear something that is not in the book. For example, a few days ago, the auxiliary king led the Zhenbei Army to defeat the Cangchuan Kingdom, and what happened in your Liangzhou prefect's yamen this afternoon. The imperial envoy arrested corrupt officials. I heard that the imperial envoy was also the same It was sent by a co-regent."

In the afternoon, soldiers and horses from the Governor's Mansion surrounded the magistrate's yamen, and the momentum was so great that many people saw it, and some people in the restaurant were talking about it at this time, and they all clapped their hands. After hearing this, Xiaoer understood: "This Lord doesn't want to Listening to the stories in the books, I want to hear interesting things happening in this world today."

Xing Chenmu nodded: "I wonder if the gentleman downstairs is willing to talk about it."

"I'm going to ask for my grandfather."

A tavern like theirs is on the main road where water and land meet. There are many guests coming and going, and they hear all kinds of news. The storyteller tells stories here every day, so he naturally knows a lot. If you are willing to spend money, you immediately agree.

After the Zhenbei Army defeated the Cangchuan Army, many wounded returned to their hometowns, and brought back a lot of true and false news, but they couldn't escape how mighty Zhenbei General Wei Yan was, and how the prince was like a magic soldier descending from the sky. All the soldiers are in danger.

The storyteller is self-taught without a teacher, combined with today's Liangzhou mansion, what he said is very satisfying.

The people who were drinking downstairs were already discussing this matter, and they all clapped their hands when they heard it. The atmosphere was obviously much more lively than when they just told the story.

"Why did Mu'er think of listening to this?" Zhuo Ying was a little puzzled. Compared with the mixed and modified content of the storyteller's mouth, what they knew was obviously closer to the truth.

"It's not that I want to hear this, it's that I want the people to hear it." Xing Chenmu pointed to the guests downstairs who were listening with gusto, "People are so strange sometimes, you let officials praise the court, no matter how good they praise, they I don’t think it’s true, on the contrary, it’s spread by word of mouth among the people, one spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, and a fake can become true.”

"But it's obvious that you are punishing corrupt officials, why do you want them to think that this is all due to the prince?"

"Silly Aying, when the elder brother's reputation among the common people improves, he will naturally be able to stand firm in the court. If all the officials trust him, he will be able to do more." Xing Chenmu picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine, smiling With a bit of cunning, "Brother can share part of the government affairs for me, won't I have the energy to accompany Ah Ying?"

The author has something to say: Zhuo Ying is actually very strong in his heart, and after thinking about it, he is not at all hypocritical~

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