After the founding of the People's Republic of China, she became a spirit and was punished, and

Yun Ran moved over from the other side of the table and pulled her sleeve with a trembling voice, "This Taotie Pavilion is really different from other places. It makes people feel very involved."

Xiyu patted the back of her hand soothingly.

It seemed that someone came to the waitress next door, but she didn't pay much attention to it and continued to focus on the story.

"From then on, strange things began to happen frequently in the courtyard of the rich young master. Sometimes the chickens, ducks and geese that were specially supplied to the kitchen would have their necks bitten off for no apparent reason and all their blood sucked out; or when someone got up in the middle of the night, they would see a white shadow wandering around...

The rumor that the house was haunted began to spread among the servants from then on..."

"gentlemen."

The waiter suddenly appeared behind the screen and called out to the storyteller.

He took out a silver ingot from his sleeve and placed it on the table. "The guest in the private room on the second floor said that this story is too bloody and horrible, and it's scary. I asked you to change the story."

The storyteller gladly accepted it and put the ingot into his sleeve. "Then I'll tell you next time."

"The lady upstairs said not to talk about it anymore."

After that, the waiter took out another silver note and placed it on the table, "This is the money to buy out the story."

"This……"

The storyteller was a little hesitant.

The story ends at the most suspenseful and bizarre part in order to attract guests to come back next time.

But if there is no follow-up, he will have to be careful when he goes out next time, because there might be someone waiting outside the door, ready to put a sack on him and beat him up.

The storyteller looked at the fifty-liang silver note on the table, gritted his teeth and pushed it back, "Go away, do you know the rules? You're only telling a story halfway through, who will listen to me in the future?"

"Isn't this destroying my own job? I won't do such a thing!"

He muttered a few words under his breath, thought for a moment, and returned the silver ingot.

Seeing him like this, the waiter did not force him. He was just a messenger, not the lady's servant.

He returned the silver ingots and banknotes, telling the other party the answer, then bent down and left the private room.

Tong Jia Qingtang's face turned pale, but he didn't say anything else in the end.

Hearing that the owner behind the Taotie Pavilion was very mysterious and had some background, she had no choice but to pick up a handkerchief to wash her hands and mouth and hurriedly leave this place that made her unhappy.

What a crappy story!

That slut is clearly living well in the backyard!

After she left, the storyteller's voice was heard again from behind the screen.

At the end of the story, the whole room applauded, and the rewards were even more than the silver ingots just now.

Xiyu and Yunran had a very satisfying meal. They then went out on a boat to cruise along the stream and lake and visited several famous dim sum shops. They packed up all the delicious dim sum for Yunran and brought them back to the palace.

At the gate of Prince Yong's mansion, Yun Ran said goodbye to her reluctantly. Looking at the things filled with carriage, he felt even more reluctant to leave.

What a good sister-in-law, what a good friend! I bought her so many good things, but now we haven’t seen each other for more than a month!

She pursed her lips and shrank back into the carriage, listening to the sound of the wheels and silently wiping her tears. The palace maids around her didn't know how to comfort her.

When Xiyu returned to her room, she collapsed on the couch, exhausted.

Seeing that it was still early, she ordered a bath, quickly tidied up and washed up before returning to the bedroom.

After the wet nurse brought the two little masters in, she stood guard at the door as usual.

Xiyu fell asleep with her two babies.

In the evening, after Yinzhen came back, he went straight to Yaoxingyuan.

Looking at the two children occupying his seat, he was silent, took a book from the bookshelf outside, and read it quietly.

The candle popped again, and Xiyu slowly woke up from her sleep. She felt as if she was in another world, as if she had not gone out today, but the physical fatigue reminded her that she had been out.

She walked quietly to the outside, and what she saw was a noble and pleasing scene.

The candlelight reflected on the man's tall profile, outlining a deep contour. His slender fingers slid gently across the pages of the book, with distinct joints.

Xiyu swallowed for no reason.

"Master." The voice was light and soft, and a little hoarse from just waking up.

Yinzhen opened his eyes and looked at her, then put down the book in his hand, walked a few steps to her side, his deep eyes lit up, "You're awake."

Xi Yu looked at the dark sky outside and asked, "Master, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yinzhen grabbed the cloak from the side, wrapped her up with a flip of his wrist, held her in front of him, and walked away.

Xiyu looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, and felt a little flustered for no reason, "Where are we going?"

To prevent her from struggling and falling, Yinzhen tightened his arms, domineering and hot, "There is a new hot spring in a secret corner of this courtyard. Fu Jin must have never been there."

The low, hoarse voice rang in her ears like an ancient bell, causing her chest to beat wildly.

Hot springs...

Some charming thoughts came to her mind, and she stopped moving around. She shyly nestled into his chest and listened to the strong heartbeat there.

The hood of the cloak covered her pretty face.

At the door, Yinzhen gave an order in a deep voice, "After Lingjiao and Honghui wake up, take them back to the side room. There is no need to disturb the master and the wife in the side courtyard tomorrow."

After saying that, he strode away.

"Yes."

The wet nurse lowered her head and replied.

Chun Shi looked at the backs of the two people leaving, and hesitated for a long time between following them or not. After thinking about it, he went into the house and took a few pieces of clothes to pass on to them.

In the hot spring in the side courtyard, Xiyu was carried directly into the water by Yinzhen. The warm water flooded over her chest, and she remembered that she had not taken off her clothes yet.

Xiyu propped herself up and tried to get back to the shore, but Yinzhen held her in front of him, blowing hot air along her already red earlobes, making her itch unbearably. "Don't be in a hurry to leave. Wait a minute... I'll help you take it off."