Chapter 672 Street Storyteller

Maybe realizing that she was speaking too loudly, Xuannv clenched her fists and her voice softened.

“I used to be the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven. As a person in the heavenly realm, we would choose a mortal to ascend every once in a while, and then let him take charge of the sky. We manage four small worlds. Where are you? , is just one of these four small worlds… My goal is to return to the sky and drive away those invaders.” Xuannv said, hatred appeared in her eyes.

“That’s your business.” Zhou Baoer didn’t look any further, “Besides, if you ask Jiang Lang to help you, he must be a major factor in your success.”

“Do you know why your cultivation can’t go any further?” Xuannv asked back.

Zhou Baoer trembled, she shook her head.

“Because the power of innate power is with me, and the power of rationality is with you.” Xuannv said.

But when she said that, Zhou Baoer laughed.

“What are you laughing at?”

“If one day I disappear, then reason will return to you, wouldn’t that be great?”

“Are you sick? You… Do you think that I will be grateful to you if you give all of this to me?” Xuannv became angry. Let Xuannv be invulnerable.

“Didn’t I fulfill you? You want revenge…”

“I don’t agree.” Xuannv glanced at her and left the dream immediately place.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that she had already appeared in the warm pavilion, and Jiang Han beside her had also left.

Xuannv sat on the edge of the bed in the Nuan Pavilion, she didn’t come back to herself for a long time, her mind was full of Baoer’s words just now.

It’s not that she is not awake, but she has already awakened.

But this girl’s mind, she is a little unpredictable, since it is the same soul, why is she so persistent?

Xuannv sighed faintly. She found the clothes and put them on silently. When she came outside, she saw that Jiang Han had already started teaching Jiang Chengfeng martial arts.

Of course, these are also some superficial martial arts. It is better to say that they are some self-defense skills, some very basic things.

She just leaned on the door frame and watched, and before she knew it, she had already seen her origin.

This scene seemed familiar. Once upon a time, her father taught her the same way, holding this hand, lest Xuannv get hurt.

Touching the deepest memory in her heart, Xuannv’s heart warmed up. She put her hand on her heart and asked herself, isn’t this kind of life what she once pursued?

Even if her old friend is no longer there, that’s what her dream was back then.

If it wasn’t for hatred, she would never have founded the Goddess Palace, let alone do so many things…

She looked back and saw the stone slab of the Great Flame Dragon Map It is hidden under the carpet at the entrance of the main hall in the East Palace. As long as you open the carpet, you will see the dragon map disguised as a floor.

As long as she holds the Dragon Map, she can go to the Profound Sky Kingdom, and then collect the remaining four pieces, then she can draw her revenge direction and go a step further.

But the price of doing so is sacrificing everything at present…

She gritted her teeth, clutched the door frame tightly, her eyes flickered, and she felt very unwilling.

Suddenly, a childish voice came from a distance, the person who came was Jiang Yingying, Yingying said: “Mother, you got up… Mother, are you going to call me Nishang Yuyi?”

Hearing Jiang Yingying’s voice, Xuannv’s heart softened, she nodded and did not speak.

Xuannv shook her head: “No, I just had a dream yesterday.”

“Dream? What did you dream about?” Jiang Han was amused, pointing to the stone table in the distance and said, “Breakfast is ready, go and have some.”

“Thank you.” Xuan said the woman.

Her politeness also made Jiang Han a little strange. Why did she feel that Xuannv became so polite inadvertently, but it caught Jiang Han a little off guard.

After dinner, Jiang Han went to the palace. As usual, the routine was morning meeting.

After discussing the general policy of the imperial court with the officials, the ministers dispersed. Zhao Yulong invited Jiang Han to have tea at his residence, but Jiang Han politely refused.

Now that Xuannv is still too unfamiliar in the East Palace, Jiang Han doesn’t seem to leave her alone in the East Palace.

It’s not that Jiang Han is worried about Xuannv, but because he feels that Xuannv has something in her heart, but she won’t tell anyone easily.

In the afternoon, Jiang Han accompanied Xuannv and two children to Huajie.

The Flower Street in Tianquan City is also the most prosperous existence in the entire city.

In a small money stall, the storyteller in the open air began to tell a story with spittle, and the story at this time is probably Zhao Yulong’s “worshiping the prime minister and sealing the prince”.

Jiang Han also listened with great interest.

Although the storyteller exaggerated a bit, it probably fit Zhao Yulong’s personal experience.

As soon as the gavel sounded, he turned around and said: “The book was written last time. Prime Minister Zhao went to Beijing to catch the exam, but few people knew how difficult this journey was for him. I miss Cuihua at home, and I only want to get fame and a half-time official position, so that I can marry Cuihua after returning to Qingniu County.”

“Niu Cuihua works hard at home selling tofu, selling I saved up all the money for tofu and asked my friends to give it to Zhao Yulong for expenses, but one day, the good news came, and it turned out that Zhao Yulong was the top student in high school!”

Many people around began to applaud and praise.

But the storyteller changed the subject, he narrowed his eyes and said, “At the same time, there is another piece of news, that is, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice in the capital has taken a fancy to the young and outstanding Zhao Yulong, and it is predicted that Zhao Yulong will succeed in the future. You are a great talent, so you want to recruit Zhao Yulong into your family!”

Just as the surroundings applauded, the atmosphere suddenly became suppressed, and people were staring at Mr. Storyteller.

The storyteller shook his head and said: “Prime Minister Zhao is also a kind and righteous man. My little days… do you all know what Niu Cuihua did after she found out about these things?”

“Quickly tell me!” The audience became impatient.

And the storyteller opened the fan in his hand, with the word “reward” written on it.

Obviously, he was stuck on this one story button and wanted to ask for a reward.

Jiang Han threw a few pieces of silver over: “I invite this story, sir, continue to tell!”

“Thank you, young master! That little one will start talking Yo! Niu Cuihua married Niu Asi from the same village, and she wrote to Prime Minister Zhao, saying that she already had someone else in her heart. She did this to let Prime Minister Zhao fulfill his ambitions in the capital…”

When Xuannv heard this, she felt uncomfortable. Isn’t Zhou Baoer just a copy of Niu Cuihua?

(End of this chapter)