The girl in red was extremely sad and angry. Finally, she could not bear the heavy blow and swallowed a mouthful of blood.
The entire banquet hall fell into silence.
Everyone was watching the reversal of the drama in great shock. The more blessings they had before, the more awkward it was now.
They didn't even dare to look at the expressions of Prince You and Princess You.
Qing Yunyao felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Cold sweat instantly covered her forehead and back. She clenched her teeth tightly. These lines from the opera... were the words she said when she killed Qing Yue that day, and they were reproduced word for word.
The drama continues.
What's next?
She didn't dare to think about it.
"shut up!"
Finally, he could no longer bear it, and Qing Yunyao roared angrily. The voice was sharp and trembling, and it directly penetrated the entire back garden.
"What are you acting like? Who told you to act like this?"
She shouted angrily, her whole body was shocked and frightened. At this moment, she had fully understood that this big show was aimed at her.
She gritted her teeth and told herself to stay calm. She had to stay calm. She was not Qing Yunyao now, she was Qing Yue...
She stared at the stage and asked sternly, "What are you guys doing?"
Qing Yunyao's rage and fear intertwined. Who was it? Who orchestrated this drama? Why did it overlap with the scene on Luoye Mountain three years ago?
Who is behind all this?
That night...
Did anyone see it?
It must be!
With Qing Yunyao's angry shout, the people in green on the stage all knelt on the ground.
"What's wrong with you? Who wrote this play? What was that play at the end?"
Pingyang was also angry. She stood up and yelled at the people on the stage.
She felt deeply uncomfortable. This play was clearly hinting at something. The girl in red was Sister Qing, and the girl in plain clothes was Qing Yunyao, who had been dead for three years. And yet, this play even dared to bring up the Fourth Prince. It was clear that the Fourth Prince and Sister Qing were the most affectionate, yet the play's final meaning was to imply that Qing Yunyao was with the Fourth Prince? And Qing Yunyao had even tricked Sister Qing into a place under her name and killed her?
Bullshit!
Nonsense!
"Princess, please help Qingyue. Yunyao is my best sister. We grew up together. She died saving me. I'm already filled with guilt and can't sleep at night. Now someone has come up with such a bizarre and ridiculous story. What do they mean?"
Qing Yunyao bit her tongue tightly, swallowed her fear, and knelt down in the direction of the eldest princess, begging for justice.
The eldest princess had not expected the story to turn out this way, and her expression turned grim. She said sullenly, "I want the owner of the Pear Garden to come and see me."
The butler immediately gave the order.
"Girl Yue, please get up. I'll call someone over to find out what's going on."
The eldest princess said.
Pingyang hurriedly helped Qing Yueyao up.
Soon the owner of the opera house was brought up. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a cotton shirt. He was a man who had seen a lot of things, so he was not afraid of losing his composure in front of the princess and immediately greeted her.
"I, Zhou He, greet the Princess."
"I'm asking you, what's wrong with this play? Why did you come up with this kind of plot? What's your intention?"
The eldest princess asked in a deep voice.
The opera house owner looked puzzled. "I don't know what the princess meant. Is it the content of this play that displeases Her Royal Highness? I am guilty."
Zhou He kowtowed, seeming frightened.
Pingyang couldn't stand it any longer. Furious, he jumped up and shouted, "Stop pretending! Who are the people in this play on stage referring to? Who made up this story? Tell the truth!"
"The princess has misunderstood!"
The opera house owner cried out in injustice and kowtowed, "My princess, you have truly misunderstood. This play on stage is from a script I received a few days ago. I thought the story in the script was quite unique, and with the dramatic twist at the end, I thought the customers would love it. That's why I rushed my staff to rehearse it. I really don't understand what's going on here. I beg my princess to explain this to me. Even if I have to be punished, I want to be the one who understands."
The boss was really feeling wronged, and his head hit the ground with a thud.
"The woman in red in your play isn't referring to Sister Qing?"
Pingyang asked with a frown.
The boss looked up in confusion, "Who is the princess talking about? The eldest daughter of the Qing family? Princess You? The princess is really wronged. This is just a story..."
Pingyang also felt depressed and uncomfortable. This was indeed a story, but the characters in this story were too similar to Sister Qing and her acquaintance. However, the ending of this story was really uncomfortable. How could it be such an ending?
No, it's not the end yet?
But Qing Yunyao still felt a chill in her heart. This definitely couldn't be a simple story, it was an allusion.
"Who gave you this story? Or did you come up with it yourself?"
The eldest princess's majestic voice sounded, and her compelling gaze fell on the face of Zhou He, the owner of the opera house.
Boss Zhou's forehead was covered in sweat. Thinking of his grandson who was already recovering, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Your Highness, my opera house receives many submissions from the public every day..."
If there are any good story drafts, my subordinates will submit them to me, and I will conduct the final review. As for who submitted this story, I really don't know, but I can go back and check and ask my subordinates. Your Highness, I really didn't expect to offend you. If Your Highness doesn't like it, I will not stage this play in the future."
Boss Zhou was crying and sobbing pitifully.
"Sister Qing, is it possible that Qing Yunyao offended someone when she was alive, so that person wrote this story purely to disgust people?"
Pingyang whispered.
But Qing Yunyao knew that this was not the case. The content of this story was directed at her, and it was not made up. It was something that really happened.
"Who gave you this story?"
Her cold gaze fell on the owner of the opera house.
"My opera house receives many submissions from the public every day. If there are any good ones, my subordinates will submit them to me for final review. As for who submitted this story, I really don't know, but I can go back and check and ask my subordinates. Your Highness, I didn't expect to offend you. If you don't like it, I will not stage this play in the future."
"Sister Qing, is it possible that this picture book was written by a young lady from a well-known family? There's no malicious intent, it's just pure disgust."
Pingyang whispered.
But Qing Yunyao knew that this was not the case. The content of this story was directed at her, and it was not made up. It was something that really happened.
"Princess You, aren't you making a big deal out of nothing? It's just a play, why are you taking it so seriously?"
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