In the evening, we arrived at the next city.
Fang Ruotang, her face flushed from sleep, crawled out of Ye Wuxia's arms.
After playing the kissing game, she got sleepy and wanted to take a nap. Then, the six men drew lots, and Ye Wuxia won first place. So, all the way, he carried Fang Ruotang and was very protective of her.
Fang Ruotang jumped off the carriage first, leaving the six men who wanted to show off with no room to do so. They followed suit and jumped off one by one. Fang Ruotang then ran to Jin Wuyou.
Are we staying here tonight?
“Yes! My family happens to have a house here. We’ll stay here for the night. Later, I’ll ask around to see if there’s a suitable place nearby to use as a shelter. We’ll draw a protective array first thing tomorrow morning before we leave.”
As Jin Wuyou responded, he took out a candied hawthorn from his storage bag.
"Have some snacks first, or go back to the carriage and rest for a while. I'll go tidy up," Jin Wuyou said to Fang Ruotang, looking at the steward standing at the door.
Fang Ruotang accepted the candied hawthorn that Jin Wuyou offered to coax the child. She didn't feel unhappy about being treated like a child. She took a bite with relish and said, "Then you go! I've been in the carriage all day and I don't want to ride anymore. I'll go to the street and have a look."
“Okay!” Jin Wuyou didn’t nag like an old woman.
After all, the Crown Prince and his six companions had already caught up. With them around, they would naturally take good care of Fang Ruotang's safety, as their martial arts skills were far superior to hers.
Fang Ruotang wanted to go out, and Wei Xuan and the others wanted to go with her, but when Fang Ruotang saw that there were so many people, she refused and only allowed the six princes to accompany her.
"Brother Crown Prince, let's go to the teahouse!"
"good!"
The Crown Prince agreed, and the young prince stepped forward and said, "Little Ruoruo, from now on you can just call us by our names! Everyone should address each other by their names."
The young prince emphasized the word "everyone," and his gaze lingered on the Crown Prince and Prince An. These two naughty boys, when they were little, would never call him "little uncle" or "little brother" even when he was bribed with candy, but now they call him that so fluently.
A smile flashed in Prince An's eyes, but he did not expose the young prince's purpose.
After all, it will be more convenient to call each other by their names in the future. Putting aside everything else, if you really go to the cultivation world and keep calling each other "Crown Prince," "Prince," or "Heir Apparent," wouldn't that make people laugh?
“Okay! Gu Nancheng.” Fang Ruotang readily agreed.
The young prince protested, "Why do you call them 'brother, brother,' but when you call me, you just use my full name, Gu Nancheng? Can't you just call me Brother Cheng or Brother Nan?"
"Huh!" Fang Ruotang said with a strange look, "I'm not a little chick, I don't want to keep saying 'cluck cluck' all the time, that's too ugly!"
Gu Nancheng retorted, "Then how come they can?"
"I did it for points back then! Now it's not needed anymore." Fang Ruotang said matter-of-factly, after all, calling him "brother" used to be worth ten points!
"It's not like I don't have a brother, why are you calling him brother everywhere?" Fang Ruotang muttered, refusing to change her way of addressing him.
Having no other option, Gu Nancheng had to back down.
But the next moment, he broke down again because Fang Ruotang called out "Crown Prince".
“Brother Yan, let’s sit in the main hall instead of the side rooms. We can listen to the storyteller tell stories.”
Gu Nancheng was about to make a scene, "No, why should I?! You call the Crown Prince 'brother,' but I tell you to call him that and you won't! You're so biased!"
“But I’ve always called him Crown Prince Brother! I’m so used to it. It feels a little strange to suddenly call him by his full name, Gu Yanjin?” Fang Ruotang tilted her head to look at the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince gave Gu Nancheng a warning look. He didn't care if Gu Nancheng tried to fight for his own benefits, but he shouldn't drag Gu Nancheng down with him and cause him to lose the benefits he already had.
"Never mind him, just call me Brother Yan from now on."
“Great! Brother Yan, let’s sit there. It’s right in the corner, where we can see everyone in the hall and hear what the people are saying.”
As Fang Ruotang spoke, she took the first step and walked towards the corner.
The six of them then followed.
The woman and six men were all exceptionally beautiful. When they stood at the entrance of the teahouse, they had already attracted everyone's attention. Everyone looked at them directly or subtly.
Even the storyteller glanced at them a couple more times and paused briefly in his speech.
"Where were we? Oh right, we were talking about our Grand Preceptor. Who is the person he truly loves? This is a matter of opinion, and everyone has a different interpretation. Today, let's hear my opinion."
Fang Ruotang had just sat down when she heard these words. She was stunned and looked up at the stage in surprise. She saw a middle-aged scholar holding a folding fan in one hand, occasionally tapping his shoulder with the fan.
"Personally, I think the Grand Preceptor's favorite person is Prince Rong."
Prince Rong looked up in surprise, glanced at Fang Ruotang who was equally dumbfounded, and then shifted his gaze to the storyteller.
Meanwhile, the onlookers, who had just been drawn to Fang Ruotang and her group, turned their attention back to the storyteller, booing incessantly.
"You're talking nonsense! There's been no news from either the Grand Preceptor or Prince Rong, how could they possibly like him the most!"
"Exactly, you're not just saying this to show off, are you!"
"That's right, I think the Grand Preceptor likes His Highness the Crown Prince the most."
...
"No, no!" The storyteller flicked his folding fan and said with great certainty, "Whether Prince Rong is the most favored by the Grand Preceptor remains to be investigated, but the person she dislikes the most is definitely His Highness the Crown Prince."
Fang Ruotang was completely devastated. Seeing the Crown Prince's face next to her was terribly gloomy, as if he was ready to draw his sword at any moment, she whispered to him, "Brother Yan, this is a bad comment. Don't listen to it. He's talking nonsense. You and I are the best of friends in the world. I love you the most."
The Crown Prince's gaze fell intently on Fang Ruotang.
“Say it out loud.”
Fang Ruotang choked.
"I'm so sorry, there are so many people here."
The storyteller's next sentence immediately resonated with the audience, and the Crown Prince couldn't hold back any longer, standing up abruptly.
"Shut up! How dare you fabricate stories about the Grand Preceptor's private affairs?"
The storyteller paused for a moment, but remained calm, clearly having encountered this situation before. Instead, he smiled and asked, "You wouldn't happen to be supporting His Highness the Crown Prince, would you?"
"But you're a man too. Judging by your age, you're past twenty and have a virtuous wife at home, right? Tell me, if your virtuous wife keeps preventing you from pampering your beautiful concubine, would you like it?"
"Hahaha, that's right! Mr. Zhao is right. I just don't like my wife. The more she tries to stop me from pampering my concubine, the more I want to go to her room."
...
These words resonated widely.
After all, there were mostly men present, and even if there were women, their voices were barely audible. Moreover, no one could find six men like Fang Ruotang did.
The Crown Prince's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to drip water as he looked at Fang Ruotang.
Aren't you going to say something?
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