Chapter 135 I want to listen to the stories told in the teahouse
Ye Qianning nodded heavily: "Ahem..."
It's really uncomfortable to speak with a choked throat.
"You've said so much in a short time, do you think your throat is sore?" Xiang Minghou gave her a big hand to help her breathe.
"I'm just a little mute, it will be fine in two days, Dad, I want to eat." Ye Qianning had been eating fruits in the space for two days, and his mouth had no taste, so he wanted to eat something spicy.
Xiang Minghou raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes: "Dad will go and have someone prepare it right away."
If you feel hungry and can eat, it means that your illness will soon be cured.
Ye Qianning lay on the bed and entered the space again. The crops planted in the space matured in one day, and there were a lot of Yin-Yang Xiangsheng piled up in the storage area. She also ate a few of them in the past two days.
It tastes better than any other fruit, and its effects are also magical. Eating one can basically cure most common diseases.
Although it can only alleviate serious illnesses but not cure them, it can still be considered a miracle cure.
She originally wanted to sell the Liang Yi Xiang Sheng fruit and make a fortune with its unique appearance, but she didn't expect that just taking out one would cause an uproar.
Now look at it, you can make more than just a penny from one, it can earn you millions of gold!
“Tsk.”
Ye Qianning picked up a Yin-Yang Xiangsheng stone. It was really valuable, but he didn’t dare to sell it!
This is like looking at a pile of gold and not being able to spend it. Don’t you think it’s uncomfortable?
"You must get better soon."
A familiar voice sounded.
Ye Qianning threw the fruit down feeling a little depressed. When he opened his eyes, he saw a fair face. The face was as white as jade, and the eyebrows and eyes were as if kissed by an angel. It was perfect.
"The fever is gone now. Master Zhan said you are not stupid." Sang Zhi withdrew his hand and said lightly.
Ye Qianning's eyes suddenly changed. This kid has a bump on his head. It's a waste of praise!
"By the way, this is the book I asked the teacher for today." Sang Zhi picked it up and showed it to her.
Ye Qianning rolled his eyes: "No."
"It's okay if you don't understand. I've been coming to see you after school lately and I'll read it to you."
“…”
The plum blossoms bloomed for the second time, and Ye Qianning felt despised again.
"Why do I look a little unhappy?" Sang Zhi asked.
“Ahem…”
Ye Qianning rolled his eyes and ignored him.
"Would you like some water? I'll pour it for you." Sang Zhi said as he stood up.
“…I don’t drink water.”
"Then I'll read to you." Sang Zhi picked up the book next to him.
"...I don't want to listen." Ye Qianning was speechless.
A straight guy, not very smart.
"So what do you want to do?"
Ye Qianning's eyes turned when he heard this: "I want to hear a story."
"What's the story?"
"A storybook told in a teahouse."
Sang Zhi pursed his lips.
"Can you tell me?" Ye Qianning tilted his head, blinking his eyes with anticipation.
Sang Zhi was silent for a while before he managed to utter a few words: "I have never heard of the storybook."
"Never heard of it?" Ye Qianning was surprised.
Sang Zhi shook his head.
"No way, so pitiful?" Haven't you heard of the storybook?
"I don't often leave the palace, and I rarely go to teahouses. I don't know much about what's going on outside." Sang Zhi straightened his face and didn't smile.
Ye Qianning felt heartbroken for a moment. He had lost his mother, his father didn't love him, and he was bullied by his brothers. His life was so miserable. The palace rules were so strict that probably no one would tell him stories.
"Then I'll tell you later."
"You can?" Sang Zhi was very skeptical.
"Of course, my story is guaranteed to be unique in the world. Others want to hear it... ahem... not yet." Ye Qianning was in high spirits.
"You are still sick and can't talk much. I will read to you first. When you get better, you can give me the speech book."
(End of this chapter)
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