The storyteller said, "The Princess Consort has a keen eye; she knew immediately that Jin Xiang was an imposter. She didn't expose him just to confuse Fu Jian. But this Young Prince is different; she recognized him at a glance. The Young Prince's demeanor and appearance were just like King Ning's, a typical Jin Imperial Clan, unmistakable..."
The story finished, and everyone listened happily, with applause from the audience.
The two siblings in disguise finished their last sip of tea in the teahouse, left some money, and quietly got up.
"Big brother, do you think he told it well?"
Jin Xuyao laughed, "It doesn't sound like storytelling, more like a casual chat!"
"Telling a story like this makes it more vivid!" Jin Luoyin said.
Leaving the teahouse, the sunset was breathtakingly beautiful.
Jin Xuyao laughed, "Let's hurry back; Mother and Father are leaving tomorrow!"
