Chapter 796: The emperor loves to listen to stories told by the palace (7)
As the man said, he poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.
Back lightly propped his chin, put on an ear-sounding appearance, and stretched out his hands towards Xiang Xing, "please."
"..."
Xiang Xing choked directly.
Say it now?
She curled her small mouth silently, and blinked weakly at the young emperor a few times.
Finally sighed faintly.
alright.
After all, the pot thrown out by oneself must be carried by oneself.
After thinking about it, the little guy slowly closed his eyes and began to quickly find a suitable and novel story in his mind.
Fairy tales or something, forget it...
I am afraid of overlapping backgrounds and causing crashes.
In my mind, the pictures of all kinds of strange stories and fables flashed over and over again.
In the end, it suddenly stopped somewhere.
It was a story that combined mythology and history that she had read in the private library of Mr. Jin in her last life-the "Iliad" by the great poet Homer.
It is about the Trojan War in ancient Greece.
The girl blinked, and subconsciously pinched her small chin, thinking about it.
Well.
Although there is a little bit of mythology, the emperor on the war horse like the first word should accept such a story.
It's the kind of Western name and background. You need to change it a bit so that he doesn't understand it.
...
Just leave it alone!
With a firm mind, the little guy couldn't help coughing a few times and cleared his throat.
Immediately he sat up straight and began to tell the story in earnest.
"A long, long time ago, in a distant country, there was a dynasty that was rich and powerful."
"One day, the queen of this dynasty had a nightmare when she was pregnant...Dreaming about the child in her belly, it will turn into a fire in the future and burn the entire palace."
"From that day on, the empress was worried, and finally she went to the national teacher to interpret her dreams... As a result, the national teacher looked at the stars at night, and she realized that a catastrophe would be born in the palace in the near future. The entire dynasty will bring serious disasters."
"The saint and the queen were frightened. In the end, when the little prince was born, he could only be handed over to his confidant maid, and the maid would take the child to the old forest in the mountains and abandon him."
"But this maid is a softhearted person. She has pity for the little prince. In the end, she can only hand him over to Yishan Nomura for adoption... Many years later, she took him back to the palace again."
...
When Xiang Xing talked about the place of fascination, even his tone of voice became vivid.
However, he didn't realize that the first speech at this time, after listening to the opening of this short paragraph, his complexion changed suddenly.
Even the hand holding the teacup tightened a bit unconsciously.
Yes, he knows the story.
This is exactly the life experience of his imperial brother, King Dilian of Anyang...
Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but glanced at the little girl who was still telling.
The delicate brows gradually frowned.
Why would she know?
It stands to reason that after the death of the father, only he and the mother knew about it.
The mother and queen are also a face-conscious person, and she will never tell the public about this scandal that has been hidden for seventeen years.
Even back then, it was only said that the little prince was weak and had been raised in the mountain resort for many years.
After thinking about it, the first word narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but stare carefully at Xiang Xing's soft eyes that blinked with the ups and downs of the story.