Everyone in the hall didn't come back to their senses for a long time, and everyone was still immersed in the plot of the story.

Only the old god Gu Xiaoyou was there, drinking tea, as if this story had nothing to do with her.

Mrs. Zhou was the first to come to her senses and sighed: "This ending is really good, the first wife is happy."

As he spoke, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Gu Xiaoyou pouted, it's just a story, is that all?

Looking at the maids in other halls who had some signs of crying, a sound of sobbing came from behind Gu Xiaoyou.

Gu Xiaoyou looked back and saw Zhixia holding a handkerchief, covering her face and crying happily.

"It's just a story. Besides, isn't the ending very good?" Gu Xiaoyou said helplessly.

"This servant is very touched. It's really hard for a real wife." Zhixia said with sobs.

Gu Xiaoyou sighed, no longer caring about this sentimental girl, and turned to look at the storyteller: "What do you think of this story?"

"It's so exciting. If you edit it into a book, it will definitely sell well." The storyteller said confidently.

"This is the first time I have heard such a twisted and bizarre story. It will definitely be extraordinary once it is born." Another storyteller said with certainty, obviously full of confidence in the story.

"This story is so good. If a book is published, I will definitely buy it," Zhou said positively.

"Same goes for you, my slave." Zhixia agreed, wiping her tears.

"Well, please gentlemen, please compile the book one by one." Gu Xiaoyou warned: "Don't compile the story all at once."

"Why is this? If I were to read a story, I would definitely read it all at once." Zhou asked puzzledly.

"It's very simple. It's just like me telling a story. I tell it a little bit every day. Do you want to continue listening?" Gu Xiaoyou said.

"Yes, I look forward to hearing stories every day." Mrs. Zhou said with sadness. In order to hear stories these days, she had to wait every day, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"That's right. The same reason is why story books are published every once in a while. Firstly, you can test the water and see if there is a need to continue publishing this book. Secondly, if it is popular, people will come to ask about it every day.

..." Gu Xiaoyou explained with a serious expression.

Before Gu Xiaoyou could finish speaking, Zhou had an idea and added: "There are so many people coming, we can sell other things along the way."

"Smart." Gu Xiaoyou praised: "This has boosted the business of other shops, and more people will come to our street."

This was what she thought of through the tissue bag incident. If one shop becomes popular, other shops will be inspired as long as the goods are good.

"This idea is simply wonderful." Mrs. Zhou nodded repeatedly, praising Gu Xiaoyou's idea.

Gu Xiaoyou smiled slightly and looked at the sky: "Okay, I'm done telling the story. Let's all go and have a rest."

"Yes, miss." The servants responded and stepped back one after another.

Zhou and the storytellers said hello to Gu Xiaoyou and left.

Gu Xiaoyou took Zhixia back to the room with tears on her face, and asked Zhixia to boil eggs to put on her eyes. Gu Xiaoyou simply washed up and went to sleep.

The next morning, there was a heavy rain, and raindrops pattered on the windows.

Gu Xiaoyou was awakened by the sound of heavy rain. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up from the bed in a not-so-good mood.

"Miss, are you awake?" Zhixia heard the movement in the room and asked softly outside the door.

"Yeah." Gu Xiaoyou responded and stood up from the bed.

Zhixia opened the door and came in with the toiletries, put the things aside, walked to the bed and helped Gu Xiaoyou get up.

When Gu Xiaoyou went to wash up, Zhixia took out some clothes from the closet and asked softly: "Miss, it's cold today. These are all thick dresses. Please choose one."

After wiping her face, Gu Xiaoyou looked up and saw Zhixia holding several elegantly colored dresses in her hands.

Gu Xiaoyou took a few steps forward, stretched out her catkins and touched the fabric, shook one piece out casually, looked at it carefully, and said slightly confused: "I don't think I have this skirt?"

"I'm sorry, miss. It was just the beginning of autumn. The master sent someone to ask the slave to write down the miss's measurements and send them to Jinxiu Pavilion. The ready-made clothes were sent a few days ago. The slave took this matter to the wardrobe.

I forgot." Zhixia said apologetically.

"It's okay." Gu Xiaoyou said nonchalantly, continuing to flip through the clothes Zhixia was holding in her hand.

While looking through the clothes, I thought about it, but I didn't expect that Mu Wuchen was quite thoughtful.

With a sweet smile on her face, Gu Xiaoyou was choosing clothes in Zhixia's hands. Every piece looked beautiful, which made her worry a little before she picked one.

"That's it." Gu Xiaoyou chose a group uniform made of cherry red silk.

"My servant will help you put it on." Zhixia put the other clothes away and helped Gu Xiaoyou change.

Under Zhixia's service, Gu Xiaoyou quickly put on her dress.

"Miss, you look really good in this outfit." Zhixia praised her sincerely.

"Really?" Gu Xiaoyou raised the corners of his mouth and stood in front of the bronze mirror to look at it.

I saw a smoky figure reflected in the mirror. The figure in the mirror was wearing a high-collared plain-colored long brocade dress. Lilac flowers were embroidered in the medical room with lilac-colored silk thread, and a lilac flower extended from the skirt.

It reached the waist.

A wide purple belt is tied around the waist, showing off the slender waist.

This outfit is fresh and elegant without being luxurious, and Gu Xiaoyou's originally fair skin, set off by the hazy glow, is a little more translucent.

"It's very beautiful." Gu Xiaoyou turned around twice in front of the mirror and admired herself.

The mood that was originally woken up instantly cleared up, and a sweet smile remained on his face.

"Slave, please help you comb your hair." Zhixia arranged Gu Xiaoyou's skirt and asked softly.

"Okay." Gu Xiaoyou sat in front of the dressing table and let Zhixia dress her up.

Zhixia's hands were nimble and skillful, and she quickly finished a flowing bun. Gu Xiaoyou took a jasper flower hairpin from the jewelry box and said, "Put it on for me."

"Yes." Zhixia responded, put the hairpin on her bun, looked at Gu Xiaoyou in the mirror, and praised: "You've done your combing. Miss, you are so beautiful. You should dress up more often."

"You're the only one who talks sweetly." Gu Xiaoyou muttered and looked at herself in the mirror.

I found that when she dressed up, she also looked like a classical beauty.

It's a pity that she works in the shop every day and has no time to think about dressing up.

After thinking for a while, Gu Xiaoyou said: "I'm hungry, please bring me breakfast."

"Yes, slave girl, go right away." Zhixia responded and went to do it immediately.
Chapter completed!