Yuan Yao was surprised to find that Xie Ning was even better at acting cute than she was!
Moreover, it's so tough that it's hard to resist!
He Yin, unfazed, took a sip of soup, her clear eyes shifting slightly as she looked at Xie Ning: "Are you deaf?"
"Mmm!" Xie Ning nodded vigorously.
He Yin smiled faintly: "Originally, tonight, I wanted to take you to town to listen to a play."
"Since you're deaf, Aning, you'll stay here and watch the house."
Listening to opera?
When Xie Ning had nothing to do, his favorite thing to do was listen to opera.
He immediately placed one hand on Heyin's knee and rubbed his ear vigorously with the other: "Master, what were you saying just now?"
Ah Ning seemed to hear her master say "listen to the opera"?
Ah Ning's ears... seem to be able to hear again!
puff……
Yuan Yao burst into laughter.
Uncle, you're such a drama queen!
People who grow up being pampered still can't hide their childishness even when they get older.
So cute!
After Xie Ning's coaxing, the group changed their appearances as night fell and set off for the town's theater to watch a play.
It is likely that Heyin and Xie Ning were frequent visitors to the theater, and the theater had specially reserved a private room on the second floor, which, when the curtain was lifted, faced directly towards the stage.
The view from inside is excellent.
On the stage, they sang in a soft, melodious voice.
The plot sounds more and more familiar the more you listen to it.
Xie Ning had tea and snacks served, and after running around for a while, he finally sat down.
He casually asked, "What kind of show is this?"
Yuan Yao: "..."
Tsuru-on: "..."
The Ninth Prince took a sip of tea and said coolly, "The Eldest Princess fell in love with the Regent, so much so that she was driven mad by love, but the wicked Empress Dowager forced them apart."
The eldest princess had no choice but to marry a foreign ruler in tears, and died in sorrow.
Xie Ning: "???"
This plot sounds familiar!
The eldest princess?
Nine thousand years old?
Another marriage alliance?
Xie Ning immediately began to gloat: "Doesn't this sound like a story made up using my brother and Liu Yue?"
The Ninth Prince glanced at him sideways.
Xie Ning immediately sat up straight: "A Ning didn't say anything."
Only then did the Ninth Prince withdraw his gaze.
He looked at Yuan Yao: "The opera singers are all making things up. Your mother and I are completely innocent."
Upon hearing this explanation, Yuan Yao was both amused and exasperated: "Father, Yao'er has always known! You told Yao'er about it when I was little."
Mother did indeed love Father.
However, her father had no interest in her.
but……
Yuan Yao looked at the people on the stage.
These opera singers, why do they have to come up with such a plot, instead of creating a completely fabricated relationship between two people?
Looking back, this love story between the princess and the regent should be banned.
The performance lasted for about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before the performer finally changed.
This time, the song tells the story of a general's battles on the battlefield.
A refined and gentle young master from a noble family, filled with grief and indignation, joins the army after his beloved woman is sent to an enemy country for a political marriage...
Years later, the prince led his army to attack the enemy country, hoping to bring back his beloved woman. However, during the battle, the woman was coerced by the neighboring country and taken hostage.
To protect her lord from being threatened, the woman committed suicide on the battlefield.
Deeply affected by the blow, the prince led his vast army to conquer the enemy country, becoming a wise and mighty general and the guardian deity of the nation...
"unlucky!"
After listening to the play, Xie Ning was completely distraught.
He took a sip of tea, glanced at the audience in the lobby downstairs who were deeply moved, and said with great displeasure: "Why are all the performances today heartbreaking love stories?"
This script is worse than one I could write!
Why must this princess be so fixated on being the regent? Can't she fall in love with someone else?
Furthermore, this general insisted on waiting until his beloved was tied up as a hostage on the front lines before engaging in battle.
Is he brain-dead?
Why couldn't he secretly bring his sweetheart out first, and then lead the army to attack?
How can someone with such a mindset deserve the title of "brilliant and mighty"?
Yuan Yao expressed her strong agreement.
Heyin took a sip of tea and looked apologetically at the Ninth Prince: "I'm sorry, I didn't know that tonight's rehearsal would be like this."
"I shouldn't have come out."
"It's alright," the Ninth Prince said indifferently. "It's just a matter of watching the show anyway."
Xie Ning took a sip of water: "This opera troupe's performance is so boring."
Later, I personally wrote several scripts and handed them over, so they could rehearse them and perform them for our master and elder brother.
Writing storybooks?
Yuan Yao became interested: "Uncle, since we have nothing to do during the New Year, Yao'er would like to write a storybook with you!"
"Come on, you!" Xie Ning said with a smile, "Little Yao'er, Yun Chan is coming to celebrate the New Year with us. You two should enjoy your sweet time together!"
Yuan Yao: "..."
Yunchan sent a message saying that he would arrive on the 26th or 27th of the twelfth lunar month.
However, they waited until New Year's Eve, but Yun Chan still did not appear.
The letters have also stopped...
On New Year's Eve, Nanxi Town was exceptionally lively.
Before dawn, the town was filled with the sound of firecrackers.
The firecrackers were too loud, so Yuan Yao simply got out of bed.
In the past few days, she took Aruo and Jing'er and made an outer garment for each of her father, Ying, her uncle, and Uncle Heyin.
Both Canfeng and Poyue received one.
The other embroiderers couldn't keep up with the demand, so they hired embroiderers from outside the area to do the work...
I got up early; it was still dark.
The room was lit with several candles.
Yuan Yao put on her outer robe, yawned, and sat on the stool. She picked up a snow-white belt from the table and began to embroider it with great care using a needle threaded with silver thread.
Yun Chan likes white and usually wears snow-white, soft clothes without any embroidery.
Therefore, after much deliberation, Yuan Yao decided to make him only a belt to cinch his waist...
Night fades, dawn approaches.
A silver belt embroidered with cloud patterns was finally finished.
Yuan Yao was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping.
Just then, there was a knock on the door: "Xiao Yao'er, are you up?"
Yuan Yao was momentarily distracted when she felt a sharp pain in her fingertips.
She froze for a moment, then looked down and saw that blood was seeping from the tip of her left index finger.
A drop of blood fell onto the newly embroidered belt.
Yuan Yao: "..."
Her heart sank.
Just then, Xie Ning's voice came from outside the door again: "Xiao Yao'er, aren't you up yet?"
His voice sounded somewhat anxious.
Yuan Yao quickly said, "Uncle, come in."
Xie Ning then pushed the door open and came in.
He first looked around: "Where's Canfeng Poyue? Where are Jing'er and Aruo?"
Yuan Yao hid her pricked finger behind her back and replied, "Nanxi Town is very safe, and it's almost Chinese New Year, so I didn't have them guarding it."
Uncle, why are you in such a hurry to see Yao'er? Is something wrong?
The bodyguard isn't on night duty?
No wonder...
Xie Ning was unusually serious: "Xiao Yao'er, your uncle wants to talk to you about something."
After you hear this, please don't get excited or act impulsively.
Yuan Yao: "?"
She asked, puzzled, "Uncle, what do you want to talk about?"
Early in the morning, all mysterious...
Xie Ning took a deep breath, his voice heavy: "Xiao Yao'er, two days ago, a large-scale palace coup occurred in the Chu Kingdom's royal palace."
The palace where Yun Chan lived was burned down by a great fire.
When his body was found, it was burned beyond recognition…
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