After traveling through time, I became the aunt of the loyal dog emperor

Wan Tao was just as shocked as she was. She stared at the storyteller in the audience and said coldly:

"Never heard of it."

After receiving the information, Wan Ning suddenly slammed the table, stood up, and angrily cursed: "These people love to make up rumors just to attract attention. I will destroy their place!"

Before he had walked a few steps, he felt someone pulling his arm. He turned around and saw Mu Xiu sitting calmly on the side, advising him, "Don't be so impulsive. Calm down and listen to what he has to say. It won't be too late to settle the score with him later."

It seemed that what he said made sense, so Wan Ning sat back down angrily: "I really want to listen carefully to what else he has to say!"

At this time, the audience sitting downstairs were listening attentively and did not want to leave just like that, so they shouted loudly: "Mr. Storyteller, please tell me a little more. It's not worth traveling all the way to listen to just this little bit every time."

Others echoed: "Yes, tell me more."

The storyteller stroked his beard and said mysteriously, grinning, "Well, I'll preview tomorrow's content. Friends who come tomorrow can hear how Prince Qi and Miss Pei fell in love, and how they asked the late emperor for a marriage after returning to Nanye and were rejected. In the end, Miss Pei became the late emperor's concubine Lan, how she was favored after marriage, and how she escaped the fate of being buried alive with the late emperor after his death. To know what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter."

Wan Ning had heard the story behind this. It was because Concubine Lan was found to be pregnant when she was arranged to be buried with the late emperor, that she escaped. Unfortunately, she gave birth prematurely and died, and the child was eventually accused of being a bastard.

Seeing the storyteller stand up and bow, about to end today's activities, the audience in the audience also left reluctantly. Wan Ning was afraid of missing the storyteller, so she quickly got up and went downstairs to wait on the road that the storyteller must pass by. When she saw him approaching, she directly blocked his way.

The storyteller looked at her in confusion, thinking that she had taken the wrong road, and then he smiled and moved to the other side, and Wan Ning followed him to the other side. The storyteller looked a little unhappy, smacked his lips, and moved his body to bypass her and go to the back. At this time, Wan Ning no longer indulged her, turned around, pulled his arm, and pressed him against the wall.

"Ouch, sir, why are you like this? But how have I offended you?" The storyteller was in pain, and he cried out while questioning.

"I haven't even tried my best yet. What right do you have to slander Concubine Lan and Prince Qi and fabricate and spread stories about them?"

"Heaven and earth can bear witness, young master, I did not say anything false, this is how the story was passed down," the storyteller begged for mercy.

"You'd better produce evidence. If you don't have any, I'll report you to the police!" While threatening and intimidating, Wan Ning's movements became more severe.

The storyteller was a little dissatisfied and asked, "Everyone says the same thing about this matter, why doesn't the young master hold others accountable and only embarrasses me?"

Wan Ning was angry at his reason and hit him harder on purpose. The storyteller was hurt and didn't intend to give her face anymore. He shouted at the top of his voice: "Boss, there are people making trouble here, come quickly! Boss!"

Hearing his cry for help, Wan Ning became even angrier and was not going to let him go, insisting that he reveal the mastermind behind it. Wan Tao was worried that she would cause trouble again, so she hurried forward to separate the two. Wan Ning was stopped by Wan Tao, and was very anxious when she saw that the storyteller was let go by Mu Xiu, and was about to break free.

When the argument was at a standstill, a very charming and majestic voice came from the second floor:

"Who dares to cause trouble in my Furong Building?"

Following the voice, I never saw the person. I only heard the voice but didn't see the person, which made me feel a little mysterious. When I was lost in thought, footsteps sounded upstairs, and everyone looked up. I saw a charming woman in her forties, holding a fan in one hand and a handkerchief in the other, swaying gracefully with every step. With a smile on her face, she walked slowly down the stairs. It seemed that she was the owner of this teahouse.

Under everyone's gaze, the charming boss slowly walked down the stairs and came in front of them. Only then did Wan Ning see her face clearly: bright white teeth, charming and charming. Although there were already some fine lines on her face, she must have been a rare and beautiful woman when she was young.

"Why are you making trouble in my Furong Building? Can you give me an explanation?" She glanced around and finally walked to the chair next to her and sat down, fanning herself with her hands and asking with a smile.

"You came at the right time. This storyteller spread rumors in this teahouse. As the boss, you naturally have the obligation to supervise and joint liability. Will you take care of this matter or not?" Wan Ning asked angrily, pointing at the storyteller.

The storyteller broke free and walked quickly behind the shopkeeper, standing obediently with his hands crossed. The lady boss did not even raise her head, and asked with a smile: "Of course we have to deal with spreading rumors, but we must not wrongly accuse others. Does this young man have evidence to say that he spread rumors? If there is no evidence, isn't this just slander? I wonder if this young man can bear it?"

"Then how can he prove that what he said is true?" Wan Ning turned his head and looked behind the shopkeeper, questioning: "Do you have any evidence, old man?"

When the storyteller heard this, he immediately stood up from behind the shopkeeper, puffed out his chest, took off the beard on his face, and retorted: "Old man? Who are you calling old man? How can you be so rude? You little brat, look carefully, I'm only twenty years old!"

Wan Ning was very angry and was about to say something else, but was interrupted by the shopkeeper who had been sitting nearby and watching: "Sir, what my storyteller said is true. Since you think he is spreading rumors, you must produce evidence. Otherwise, you will have nothing to say even if you go to see the official, right? Besides, Miss Pei and I are old acquaintances. Naturally, I know more than a young boy like you..." As he spoke, he raised his head and squinted his eyes to look up and down at Wan Ning in front of him.

Her half-open eyes widened instantly when she saw Wan Ning's face. This face was so familiar to her that her heart skipped a beat when she saw it again. The shopkeeper supported himself on the edge of the table, slowly stood up, walked slowly to Wan Ning without saying a word, and held Wan Ning's face with his right hand, shaking it from side to side, looking at it carefully.

Wan Ning was confused. She struggled to hold her hand and stood aside. She stroked her cheek that was hurt by her and asked excitedly, "What are you going to do?"

"Lan'er? This face is obviously Lan'er. No, Lan'er wouldn't be that young. Why do you look so much like Lan'er? You are her daughter, right?" The shopkeeper's voice trembled a little.

"What are you talking about? I don't know the Lan'er you are talking about." Wan Ning took a step back, and Wan Tao took the initiative to stand in front of her, separating Wan Ning from this strange proprietress.

A trace of desolation flashed across the proprietress's face. She nodded slightly, looked up at Wan Ning, and said calmly, "Of course you are not her. If she were still alive, she would probably be about the same age as me, old and faded. She died a long time ago, so how can she still maintain the appearance she had back then?"

The proprietress touched her face and looked at Wan Ning again, "You look the same as when you left home. You are Lan'er's daughter, right? If I remember correctly, your name is Le Yan?"

Wan Ning recovered and nodded slightly: "Are you and my mother old acquaintances?"