Chapter 1282 Dispute

  Xiao Ce saw that Qin Zhao got into the crowd, woke up like a dream, and hurriedly followed.

  Qin Zhao finally squeezed in, picked a good spot, and threw a piece of silver without looking at it, making a big deal.

   The streets are very lively today, probably because today is a good day for dragons to raise their heads, so there are a lot of people.

  The performer of acrobatics was a ten-year-old trickster. He was pretty and cute, and his body was as soft as a snake. Whether it was drilling a fire hole, standing upside down or jumping a pill, he was proficient in everything, and the onlookers couldn't help cheering.

  Qin Zhao also applauded, and was about to clap her palms when a big man grabbed her.

   She turned her head to look, isn't it Xiao Ce?

   "What did you just run for?" Xiao Ce opened his lips indifferently.

   "The juggling looks good, do you have any money, please give me a reward." Qin Zhao didn't see anything wrong with Xiao Ce, and asked with a smile.

  Xiao Ce saw Qin Zhao's white teeth and felt that Qin Zhao was ugly for the first time. Qin Zhao, who was still in the palace, was more beautiful, but when he left the palace, he became ugly.

   Qin Zhao saw that he was silent, so he decided to do it himself, looking for money in his sleeve pocket.

   Zhang Jixiang saw that Qin Zhao was neither big nor small, and reminded him: "Madam, there are silver ingots here."

   Qin Zhao patted his forehead: "Yes, I forgot that you are the housekeeper."

   She took the silver ingot and threw two more big ingots proudly.

   Seeing her so arrogant, the trickster performing juggling is even more diligent.

   Qin Zhao applauded repeatedly, until his voice became hoarse.

   After finishing the juggling show, Qin Zhao went to the tea shop with great interest to listen to the story of the master.

  Mr. Storyteller is telling a folk story about Fengyue, which is exactly what Qin Zhao likes to listen to. The protagonist of the story is the story of a brothel and a scholar who knew each other and fell in love with each other but could not be together.

   Qin Zhao finally felt regret after hearing it: "The heroine is so pitiful, it would be great if the scholar could redeem himself earlier."

  Unfortunately, when the scholar raised enough money, the top card in despair chose to commit suicide because he did not wait for the scholar.

   "In the end, it's because you don't trust each other enough, or because you don't love each other deeply enough?" Qin Zhao muttered to himself.

  The scholar was hesitant at first, and he didn't go to raise money immediately. It was just that hesitation that he was only a day late. From then on, the two were separated forever.

   "It's boring." Xiao Ce only gave a two-word evaluation.

   Qin Zhao replied, "Young master is even more boring."

   It's just listening to the book, he can pick out faults, but she finds it very interesting.

   "Let's go." Xiao Ce suddenly got up, thinking that Qin Zhao should not be allowed to go to such a place and listen to such boring folk stories, lest Qin Zhao be poisoned.

   "If you don't go, I'll have to listen to you for a while." Qin Zhao gave Xiao Ce a slanted glance at my birthday.

   Let him go.

   It was clearly her birthday, but he didn't indulge her at all, and even put on the air of the emperor, she would rather go away from him.

  Xiao Ce looked down at Qin Zhao, his eyes were unclear, but Qin Zhao was not afraid, and stared at him with his neck stuck: "If you want to go, the son will go, I won't send it!"

  Xiao Ce was annoyed by her, when Zhang Jixiang reminded in a low voice: "Master, today is your wife's birthday, do you want me to let my wife come back?"

  Xiao Ce glanced at the woman who was listening to the book seriously, and saw that she supported her chin, revealing a small section of her wrist, like a tender lotus root.

   He looked around subconsciously and found that several men were peeping at Qin Zhao.

   He sat back to his original position immediately, put Qin Zhao's hand down, held it in his palm, and declared his sovereignty.

   Qin Zhao's hand hurt by his strong grip, he glared at him and said, "Man!"

  I'm not gentle at ordinary times, can't he be a little gentler on her birthday today?

   "What's good, I'll take you to other places." Xiao Ce didn't like those men's eyes peeping at Qin Zhao. Although Qin Zhao was wearing a hat, those people's eyes were clearly still glancing at her from time to time.

   He wanted to take her to a place where no one was there, or go back to the palace to celebrate her birthday.

  There are no male creatures who look up to her beauty in the palace.

   "Young master, let me listen for a while." Qin Zhao gave Xiao Ce a smirk.

   "Be obedient!" Xiao Ce's bulging veins jumped on his forehead, he said patiently, but his voice was a little harsh.

   Qin Zhao lowered his face and tried to break free from Xiao Ce's control: "I'm not your son's pet, son's tone of coaxing a dog should be prudent."

   Zhang Jixiang felt that the atmosphere of the two masters was not right. He wanted to ease up, but he did not dare to interrupt.

  Xiao Ce got up abruptly, the movement was a bit loud, and everyone in the tea shop looked at him for a while, and even the storyteller shut his mouth in fright.

  Qin Zhao didn't expect Xiao Ce's temper to come, this is not the palace, so everyone can see his face?

   She really couldn't understand why the young master of the emperor said that he changed his face when he changed his face. Wasn't he still fine before leaving the palace?

   "I've packed this tea shop!" Xiao Ce opened his lips coldly and looked at Zhang Jixiang.

  Zhang Jixiang immediately understood and handed over a pile of silver to the boss.

  The other guests were stunned, and Qin Zhao himself was also stunned.

   What does this mean? I heard that a book needs a lot of people to be lively, and everyone will applaud when they hear the wonderful place. This is full of human fireworks.

   Xiao Ce drove everyone away, what is the difference between this and watching a play in the palace?

   "Young Master, watch it by yourself." Qin Zhao also got angry, got up and walked away with the other guests without looking back.

   The blue veins on Xiao Ce's forehead bulged again. He only felt that he should not leave the palace. Once he left the palace, Qin Zhao's heart became wild and his behavior became rude.

   If it wasn't for her birthday today, he could directly pull her back to the palace.

   "Young Master?" Zhang Jixiang looked at Qin Zhao's back and wanted to cry without tears.

   Xiao Ce finally lowered his face, got up and followed.

   He quickly got behind Qin Zhao and clasped her arm: "It's outside, be careful, there are many people in the tea shop, I'm doing it for your own good..."

   Qin Zhao felt depressed: "What's the difference between that and being in the palace?"

   If you rarely go out of the palace, can't you live the life of the common people? Apart from going to Qin's house throughout the year, she has never had a chance to walk around this Kyoto street.

  If Xiao Ce didn't take her out of the palace for her birthday, she wouldn't feel anything. Since she was brought out, and there are so many taboos, why do you need to run out of it?

   "You mean it's good outside the palace?" Xiao Ce frowned coldly.

   From the time he dined in Salou, he found out that she especially liked outside the palace, and at this moment, she made no secret of her love for outside the palace.

   But unfortunately, she can only live in the harem all her life. Without his permission, she could not step out of the palace wall.

   "Of course it's good outside the palace." Qin Zhao answered without hesitation.

   When she met Xiao Ce's cold eyes, she was shocked and finally realized something was wrong.

   She stammered and explained: "I, I mean it's rare to go out of the palace, some folk gadgets are quite good—"

   (end of this chapter)

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