Chapter 159 What a Broken Cold Flower
"Third Prince, I don't quite understand what you mean." The black-robed man's brow trembled. "Could there be other hidden reasons behind the demise of Xijing?"
Xu Mubai sneered, "They really have wild ideas."
"I understand."
The man in black disappeared into the night in a flash.
The next day.
Su Yunyao slept until noon.
"Pearl, why is it so noisy outside?"
She rubbed her eyes and yawned lazily.
"In reply to your question, Princess, I heard that a very famous opera troupe has come to Shengjing City. The people of Shengjing City have all come out to watch, and the streets are particularly lively today."
Opera troupe?
Isn’t this equivalent to a modern star going somewhere for promotion?
Su Yunyao instantly perked up, "Let's go and take a look."
"Princess, why don't you have lunch first?" said Agate.
"No, let's go out and eat."
After Su Yunyao finished washing up, she got on a carriage and went directly to Changjie.
The largest theater in Shengjing City is right there.
The carriage had just traveled halfway when it saw from afar several men in costumes parading through the streets, standing on a carriage. One of them was wearing a blue costume and had a cold expression, completely different from the man next to him who was interacting with the people and had a flattering look on his face.
He had a calm expression and his eyes were unfocused. No matter how loud the cheers from below were, it seemed to have nothing to do with him. He was like a flower on a high mountain.
His out-of-place appearance not only attracted Su Yunyao's attention, but also the attention of the class owner.
The troupe owner put on a smile, came up to him, pinched his waist hard, and said, "Feiran, who are you showing off your droopy face to? The people below are all your parents. No matter how well you sing, if no one listens, what's the point? Don't give me the cold shoulder. Shengjing City is full of dignitaries. If you dare to give up here, you will be in trouble."
Fei Ran didn't say anything, but the sharp pain in his waist made his dull eyes tremble slightly.
The class leader looked at his stubborn attitude and felt an inexplicable surge of anger. "If you keep acting like this, you'll have to suffer tonight."
Fei Ran remained unmoved, and at this moment, a handkerchief wrapped in small silver coins flew out from somewhere in the crowd and hit his arm squarely.
The strong scent of powder on the handkerchief made his brows twist tightly.
The boss's expression was sharp, but now it was covered with a flattering smile. He put his hands together and bowed several times in the direction where the handkerchief flew from to express his gratitude.
Before going down, he gave Fei Ran another hard push.
Su Yunyao took in the entire scene and lowered the curtain of the carriage.
That's really interesting.
What a broken and cold flower!
After the troupe finished their parade, they entered the largest theater in Shengjing City, Shuixiu Tower.
Zhenzhu booked a private room on the second floor, right in the middle, which was perfect for listening to opera.
Just as I pushed the door open, another door was blocked by a hand.
Su Yunyao turned her head to look at him, "Why is it you?"
Sang Yi stared at him, his brows furrowed, "Why don't you wear a hat when you go out?"
Su Yunyao: ???
The domineering president falls in love with me?
"What does this have to do with you?"
Sang Yi: ...
An unnatural look flashed across his brows, "I just think there are too many people here."
"What does this have to do with you?"
Sang Yi: ...
"You are of noble status, and it will be troublesome if you are recognized."
"So, what does this have to do with you?"
Sang Yi: ...
He was speechless and dropped his hand that was blocking the door.
Seeing this, Pearl and Agate did not follow into the private room. After watching Sang Yi follow Su Yunyao in, they closed the door of the private room and stood guard outside.
Su Yunyao sat in the middle. The table was already filled with various snacks, fruits, and a pot of tea.
After she sat down, Sang Yi sat down on her right without any hesitation.
Su Yunyao glanced at him sideways and pushed the plate of oranges on the table in front of him.
"Peel the skin and remove the white lines from the orange. I don't like eating that."
Sang Yi looked at her suspiciously, "You want me to peel an orange for you?"
"Is there a problem?" Su Yunyao said, then raised her voice towards the door and said, "Pearl."
Upon hearing this, Pearl opened the door and asked, "Princess, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Before Su Yunyao could speak, Sang Yi spoke first, "It's okay, you can go out."
pearl:? ? ?
Even though Sang Yi spoke, she still did not move. Until Su Yunyao saw Sang Yi pick up an orange and peel it slowly, she winked at Zhenzhu, indicating that she should go out.
Sang Yi handed a peeled orange slice to Su Yunyao.
Su Yunyao frowned. "This, this, this, it's not peeled clean. Can you do it? If not, let Zhenzhu peel it."
Sang Yi: ...
He pursed his lips deeply, "I've never peeled it before."
"I almost forgot, you are the great prince of Xijing."
Sang Yi: ...
Sang Yi glanced at him indifferently, took back the orange slice, and continued to peel the white thread on it.
At this time, the audience had already started singing.
Although Su Yunyao didn't have much feeling about opera.
But looking at the aloof flower on the stage, he also became serious.
Sang Yi peeled the orange again and when he handed it over, he saw Su Yunyao staring at the actor intently.
He frowned and crushed the orange in his hand.
The orange juice spilled all over the table, and a drop splashed into Su Yunyao's hand.
"What are you doing? You finally peeled one, why are you crushing it?"
Sang Yi glanced at her and asked, "Isn't the opera troupe raised by Su Yunyan interesting? Why are you so engrossed in watching it?"
"Hmm?" Su Yunyao tilted her head in confusion. "How can domestic flowers be as fragrant as wild flowers?"
Sang Yi: ...
"Don't you think the one in the middle singing the song is very good-looking?"
"I didn't think so." The corners of Sang Yi's lips curved into a straight line. The next second, he put the orange in his hand on the tray and pushed it to the middle of the table.
"Then don't you think that he is like a flower on the mountain top that wants to be ravaged?" Su Yunyao joked.
"Su Yunyao!" Sang Yi gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
"You should call me the eldest princess." Su Yunyao retorted word by word.
Sang Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and chuckled: "Shouldn't it be the princess?"
"The Western Capital is gone, where will the princess come from?" Su Yunyao laughed teasingly.
On the other hand, Sang Yi, hearing her provocative words, was not angry at all. Instead, the smile on his lips deepened. "If Xijing is gone, it's gone. I don't have to be the prince of Xijing."
"Whose emperor do you want to be?" Su Yunyao asked sincerely, "Is it not my Great Xia's?"
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