"it is good."

The audience below applauded enthusiastically again.

Originally, people liked to listen to stories about war heroes, and they loved even more to listen to the romantic affairs between heroes and beauties.

Especially when the prototype character is a popular figure around the current emperor, or when the gossip about the nobles is revealed, the people listen to it with even greater enthusiasm.

They were enjoying the talk, but Xu Rui on the second floor felt very uncomfortable.

With a slightly cold look in his eyes, he wondered where the storyteller got this information from, it was pure nonsense.

He had no way of concentrating on listening now. He kept observing Jiang Xiyu's expression and felt a little regretful for bringing Jiang Xiyu to listen to the book.

Jiang Xiyu also noticed his gaze, but pretended not to hear it, supporting her chin with her hand, listening with relish.

Listening to the storyteller talking about Xu Rui and Lin Rouyu, Jiang Xiyu was now very calm, as if she was listening to the story of an unimportant person. If it were in her previous life, she would definitely be very sad to hear about Xu Rui and another woman.

Jiang Xiyu smiled with a bitter taste in her heart, because of her infatuation with him in her previous life.

Gulin on the opposite side also supported his chin, but he was not as gossipy. He would glance at Jiang Xiyu opposite him from time to time, and there was a hint of worry in his deep eyes.

But seeing that Jiang Xiyu didn't seem sad at all, and was in the mood to eat snacks, sip tea, and listen to stories, with a heartless look, Gulin didn't know why, but he liked her more and more the more he looked at her.

The fact that she could listen to the love story between her husband and another woman without any emotion also proved that she didn't care much about Xu Rui. Thinking of this possibility, Gulin couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

Wuyi, who was standing next to him, was very surprised to see Gulin's smile. He followed his gaze and saw that he was looking at Jiang Xiyu. He immediately understood.

But the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Her husband is still by her side. Is it really appropriate for you to look at her like this?

Before he knew it, the storyteller had reached the last part.

"Under the wholehearted care of the herb-picking woman, the Marquis of Yonglin gradually recovered from his injuries, and was about to return to the battlefield. At their parting, the two reluctantly said goodbye, and the Marquis promised the herb-picking woman that he would return to take her to the capital after the battle. After parting with the Marquis of Yonglin, the herb-picking woman missed him day and night, and the Marquis of Yonglin also often missed her on the battlefield. The Marquis of Yonglin was brave and resourceful, and he won a great victory in the north. He did not forget his promise, and returned to pick up the herb-picking woman, bringing her to the capital and settling her in his mansion. The two of them loved each other deeply, and never parted again."

"it is good."

The gavel fell, and the happy ending once again made the audience applaud excitedly.

Some audience members were still not satisfied and couldn't help but discuss the topic.

"Marquis Yonglin is truly a sentimental man."

"That's right, lovers finally get married."

"But isn't the Yonglin Marquis already married?"

"So what if they're married? Even if they're married, it doesn't mean they're in love. I think the Marquis of Yonglin and that herb-picking girl are in true love."

"You're right! I heard that when Marquis Yonglin returned to the capital this time, he actually brought back a woman. He even claimed she was his savior. It seems the story he told is true!"

"Whether this is true or not, the poor one is the wife of the Marquis of Yonglin."

"Men have always been romantic, let alone a great figure like the Yonglin Marquis. Every emperor, duke, general, or minister has three wives and four concubines. As long as she doesn't jeopardize her position as the principal wife, it's fine. That tea-picking girl shouldn't be able to take away the principal wife position of the Yonglin Marquis' wife."

The people downstairs were discussing heatedly, and Jiang Xiyu was listening with great interest.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyu turned to look at Xu Rui, "Does the Marquis think so too?"

Xu Rui was wondering where this story came from when Jiang Xiyu suddenly asked him a question. He was stunned and asked blankly, "What?"

Jiang Xiyu didn't care and raised her chin towards the person who had just spoken. "They say that emperors, dukes, generals and ministers all have three wives and four concubines. As long as they don't jeopardize the position of the main wife, it's fine. Does the marquis think so too?"

Xu Rui was stunned. He didn't expect her to ask these questions suddenly. He frowned slightly at the people downstairs and reached out to grab her hand.

"Xi'er, the story the storyteller just told isn't true. The person who saved me wasn't some herbalist, nor was it Lin Rouyu. It was the governor of Hongzhou. Lin Rouyu and I don't have any secret feelings for each other. I brought her back simply to cure her illness, just to repay Lord Lin for saving my life."

Jiang Xiyu listened to him and pulled her hand back.

"My Lord, you don't need to explain to me." Jiang Xiyu said lightly.

Xu Rui's expression froze, and suddenly became serious. He felt like he was going to lose Jiang Xiyu. He raised his hand to grab Jiang Xiyu's hand again, and said anxiously, "Xi'er, I..."

"Cough cough..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard Gulin coughing.

The two looked up and saw that Gulin had walked towards them at some point. Xu Rui let go of Jiang Xiyu's hand and quickly got up to open the curtain.

"Your Majesty."

Gulin glanced at Xu Rui meaningfully, "I never expected to hear the story of Marquis Yonglin in a teahouse."

"These are just ignorant people who are talking nonsense. Your Highness, please don't believe them."

"Marquis Yonglin should explain this matter to your wife, and there is no need to explain it to me." Gulin Hui's words were directed at Xu Rui, but his eyes were looking at Jiang Xiyu.

Xu Rui was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "Your Highness is right."

Jiang Xiyu stood beside Xu Rui, staring at the ground with her head lowered. After hearing Gulin's words, she raised her eyes slightly and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

"I have had my tea and listened to the stories today. I have enjoyed it very much. It is time to leave."

Xu Rui bowed and said, "My wife and I are about to leave."

"Then let's go together."

After that, he left directly.

Xu Rui was stunned. The King of Qin, who usually ignored everyone, actually took the initiative to invite them to go together. He looked at his back in surprise.

Jiang Xiyu was also very surprised, but without thinking too much, she walked out.

Seeing this, Xu Rui followed him out.

When they walked downstairs, they happened to see the storyteller taking his bows on the stage and asking for money.

Jiang Xiyu looked at Qing'er behind her and gave her a wink. Qing'er understood and took out a silver ingot from her arms and handed it to Jiang Xiyu. She didn't take it and looked at her again. Qing'er was stunned and handed the silver note she brought directly to Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu took a stack of banknotes and placed them all on the storyteller's tray. He smiled and praised, "Sir, your story is well told."

The storyteller glanced at the silver bills on the plate and was very surprised that someone was so generous. It was estimated that there were about seven or eight thousand silver taels. It was the first time that a noble person gave so much silver.

He couldn't help but look up at Jiang Xiyu. What caught his eye was a delicate and fair-skinned woman. It was the first time he saw such a beautiful woman, and he couldn't help but stare at her in amazement.

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