Chapter 96: The Profligate Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess Chapter 96: Wang Dazhuang

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

After the storyteller stood there composed, he parted his lips slightly and said in a slow voice: "The story I am about to tell today is titled Baben Wangye Aishang Wo."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone below held their breath and waited in silence for what came next. At this moment, Qi Yu, sitting beside them, also slowly began explaining to everyone: "This work was written by a rising literary figure who has recently become famous, a person named Bailu. Every story he creates sells out immediately upon publication. There are even rumors that Bailu has signed an exclusive buyout contract with Pin Ge, famous throughout Jingcheng, and all his future works will be sold first to this teahouse, and told to you listeners by our storyteller here."

Hearing this, Qianqian, her curiosity piqued, couldn't help but interject: "So is this Bailu a man or a woman?"

Her bright eyes sparkled with the light of seeking knowledge, clearly very interested in this mysterious author. Qi Yu scratched his head and replied thoughtfully: "No one can know for sure! But according to rumors, he should undoubtedly be a man. Someone once claimed to have seen him in person, describing him as tall and burly, a big man on a big horse."

Judging by his figure alone, he indeed seems male. Furthermore, 'Bailu' is just a pen name; as for his real name, it's even more impossible to know! Maybe his real name is Wang Dazhuang or Li Ergou or something like that." After speaking, he also winked mischievously at Yan Shuang'er beside him.

Hearing this, Yan Shuang'er looked helpless and said in an annoyed tone: "Oh ho, look at how capable you are, you really do know a lot!" Qi Yu, hearing this, immediately became smug, grinning as he said: "Of course! Who am I! This bit of news I can still find out."

At this time, the several people present no longer spoke, but all focused their attention on the storyteller and began listening seriously. At the same time, in another private room, the Crown Prince sat upright, introducing Bailu to the several friends present with a serious expression.

Shangguan Xingyan and Shangguan Xingyu, the two sisters, after hearing this, both developed a strong interest in this person's experiences.

On the stage, the storyteller spoke fluently and incessantly; when he reached exciting parts, he gestured wildly and sprayed saliva, continuing without stopping even though his mouth was dry.

The listeners below listened with rapt attention and high spirits, at times bursting into thunderous applause and cheers. Even some guests originally staying in the private rooms couldn't contain their curiosity, one after another walking out of the rooms and crowding to the front of the stage to listen with great interest.

Amidst this exceptionally lively scene, there was a group of energetic and curious young people: Qianqian, Yan Jie, Ai Jiao, and Qi Xi, and of course, the Shangguan siblings with outstanding bearing—Shangguan Xingyan and Shangguan Xingyu.

At this time, Qianqian, standing by the railing, shouted excitedly toward the inside: "San Jie! San Jie! Come over quickly! It feels better listening from here!" Her clear, pleasant voice was like a nightingale's, melodious and far-reaching, with strong penetrating power.

Yan Shuang'er, who was inside the room, originally wanted to stay quietly, but in the end couldn't resist her sister's enthusiastic calls. So she sighed softly, stood up slowly, moved with lotus steps, and walked out from inside the room.

Seeing San Jie finally appear, Qi Xi and Qianqian, these two little rascals, immediately ran up from left and right, tightly holding Yan Shuang'er's hand, and excitedly brought her to the side of the railing. As soon as Yan Shuang'er stood still, her gaze involuntarily fell upon the crowd below who were listening as if intoxicated.

They all had focused expressions, sometimes furrowing their brows, sometimes laughing heartily, as if completely immersed in the wonderful world created by the story. Yan Shuang'er, influenced by this lively atmosphere, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in her heart, and soon was deeply attracted, listening with rapt attention.

On the other side, Shangguan Xingyan turned to look at her sister Shangguan Xingyu beside her, admiration flashing in her eyes, and said softly: "Little sister, someone who can write such a book is absolutely a genius! After we finish listening to the book later, let's both go to the bookstore to browse; I must buy Bailu's other books to study carefully."

Shangguan Xingyu rolled her eyes and said helplessly: "Big brother! After we go home, Old Man will definitely nag you again. He tells you to study properly, but you learn nothing at all; yet when you see those picture books, your enthusiasm is higher than anyone's!" Shangguan Xingyan just hehehe'd foolishly, having no intention of refuting his sister's accusations at all.

At this time, the Crown Prince, who had originally been sitting in the private room, and Ouyang Qianqiu among the Ouyang siblings, found an excuse saying they wanted to go outside to listen to the commotion, and went out one after another. In the blink of an eye, only Ouyang Qianyu and the Crown Prince remained in the private room.

The Crown Prince secretly thought to himself that if a single man and woman were alone in a room and seen by others, it would probably be bad for their reputations if it got out. So he hurriedly suggested: "Why don't we go out together?"

Just then, Ouyang Qianyu said in a coquettish voice: "Your Highness, please wait for me a little; after I finish this cup of tea I'll go out with you right away." The Crown Prince nodded helplessly, agreeing to wait a moment longer.

Ouyang Qianyu affected a pose, extending her slender jade hand and lightly picking up the teacup on the table. She first carefully blew gently on the cup rim twice, as if the tea were hot enough to scald her delicate lips.

Then she covered her face with her other hand, slowly and elegantly bringing the teacup to her lips.

However, something unexpected happened—only hearing a cry of "Ai ya," the teacup suddenly slipped from Ouyang Qianyu's hand and fell straight onto her thigh. Immediately after, the scalding tea in the cup splashed out instantly, not only wetting her skirt hem but also soaking a large area of the clothing on her chest.

Ouyang Qianyu's face turned red with embarrassment, and she said very awkwardly: "Your Highness, truly sorry. Do you happen to have a handkerchief? May I borrow it for a moment?" As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at the Crown Prince with tender eyes, her gaze revealing a hint of shyness and anticipation.