Quick Transmigration: The Host is Soft and Sweet

The man said, poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

He lowered his chin lightly, put on a look of listening intently, and spread his hands towards Xiang Xing, "Please."

"..."

Xiang Xing choked directly.

Say it now?

She pouted silently, and weakly winked a few soft eyes at the young emperor.

Finally, he sighed quietly.

Fine.

After all, you have to carry the pot you throw yourself.

After thinking about it, the little guy slowly closed his eyes and began to quickly search for suitable and novel stories in his mind.

Fairy tales or something, forget it...

In ancient eastern mythology or something, I was afraid that the backgrounds would overlap and cause a crash.

In my mind, images of all kinds of strange stories and fables flashed over and over again.

In the end, it suddenly stopped somewhere.

It was a story she had read in the private library of Mr. Jin in the last life, a story combining myth and history - the great poet Homer's "Iliad".

It tells the story of the Trojan War in ancient Greece.

The girl blinked her eyes, pinched her small chin subconsciously, and thought about it.

Well.

Although there is a little bit of mythology, the first emperor on a horse like the first word should accept such a story.

It's that kind of Western name and background, and it needs to be changed a little so that he doesn't understand it.

...

Leave it alone, that's it!

After making up his mind, the little guy could not 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 far-off country, there was a rich and powerful dynasty."

"One day, the queen of this dynasty, when she was pregnant, had a nightmare... dreaming of the child in her belly would turn into a fire in the future, burning down the entire palace."

"Since that day, the queen has been very worried, and finally went to the national teacher to interpret the dream... As a result, the national teacher was watching the stars at night, and he found out that a disaster star would be born in the palace soon, and he was very worried about it. The entire dynasty will bring great disaster."

"The sage and the queen were both terrified. In the end, when the little prince was born, he could only be handed over to his confidant maid and asked the maid to take the child to the deep mountains and old forests and abandon him."

"But this maid is a soft-hearted person. She took pity on the little prince. In the end, she could only hand him over to Ichiyama Nomura for adoption... After many years, she was brought back to the palace."

...

Xiang Xing talked about the ecstasy, and even the tone of speech became vivid.

However, I didn't find that the first words at this time, after listening to this short opening paragraph, the complexion changed suddenly.

Even the hand holding the teacup involuntarily tightened a bit.

Yes, he knows the story.

This is exactly the life experience of his younger brother, the first Lian of King Anyang...

Thinking of this, the man couldn't help but glanced at the little girl who was still talking in surprise.

The delicate brows gradually furrowed.

Why would she know?

It stands to reason that after the death of the father and the emperor, only he and his mother knew about it.

The queen mother is also a very face-saving person, and she will never tell the public about the 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 summer resort for many years.

After thinking about it, the first word narrowed his eyes, and couldn't help but stare at Xiang Xing's soft eyes that blinked smartly with the ups and downs of the story.