Chapter 160: Have you seen enough? Is it good?
Sang Yi looked at her in surprise. Before he could speak, Su Yunyao said firmly, "Then we can't sit at the same table to listen to the opera."
Sang Yi paused while peeling an orange. "Su Yunyao, are you only interested in my status as the Prince of Xijing?"
Su Yunyao laughed out loud, with a hint of sarcasm, and reached out to lift his chin, "Hmm?"
Um?
Sang Yi's eyes trembled violently, and he even turned his head in panic, trying to break free from Su Yunyao's restraints.
He felt that Su Yunyao's fingertips on his chin were like a burning fire, burning his heart and making it tremble.
"Are you like this to those men?"
"Which ones?"
Su Yunyao hooked her fingertips around his chin and tightened the grip a little more.
"Could you elaborate?"
Sang Yi: ...
"Do you have to mention other men when we're together?"
Sang Yi pursed his lips, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.
"You were the one who brought it up first."
Su Yunyao withdrew the fingertips that were hooking his chin, and there was a hint of resentment in her tone.
The moment his jaw dropped, Sang Yi felt as if his heart was empty as well.
On the stage, the song is finished.
Thunderous applause broke out in the hall on the first floor.
"pearl."
Sang Yi: ...
"We finally get to meet, why do you always call your maid in?"
"Hmm?" Su Yunyao turned her head and looked at her. "Okay, then I won't call her. I think this troupe sings very well, incredibly well, especially the actor standing in the middle, who looks like a cold flower. I want to reward him with a hundred taels of silver!"
Sang Yi: ...
Su Yunyao raised an eyebrow at him, "Go ahead."
Sang Yi: ...
Su Yunyao blinked at him innocently, "What's wrong, Crown Prince? You wouldn't be reluctant to part with a hundred taels..."
Before she could finish her words, Sang Yi raised his hand and Wanying walked in.
He gave two instructions.
Wanying handed a silver note worth one hundred taels to Feiran.
"This was a gift from the lady in the private room on the second floor."
Wanying's tone was not kind, but rather cold and businesslike.
Fei Ran stared at the banknote, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
He did not take the banknote directly. Shocked, he looked up at the private room on the second floor and met Su Yunyao's eyes.
The moment their eyes met.
Sang Yi pushed the plate of peeled orange segments in front of her and asked, "Have you seen enough? Do they look good?"
“It’s really beautiful.”
Sang Yi: ...
He stood up so fast that the chair behind him was knocked over.
Su Yunyao picked up an orange segment that Sang Yi had peeled, put it in her mouth and took a bite. A drop of orange juice flowed down her lips.
Sang Yi's cheeks turned red. His mind went blank for a moment. He picked up the stool he had knocked over, sat back down, and continued peeling oranges.
He could clearly feel the temperature in his ears getting hotter and hotter.
Even at this moment he didn't dare to look at her directly.
At this time, in the center of the stage downstairs, the troupe owner looked at Fei Ran and saw that he had no intention of taking the banknote. He smiled flatteringly and took the banknote from Wanying with both hands.
"Thank you, young lady, for your appreciation of our Feiran."
The boss nodded and took the silver note from Wanying with a fawning look on his face.
Fei Ran's face was cold and emotionless, and he stared intently in the direction of the private room on the second floor.
At this time, the people on the stage were walking towards the backstage. The person standing behind him, seeing that he was slow to move, reached out and pushed him.
Fei Ran suddenly came to his senses and retracted his gaze.
As soon as he stepped off the stage, the troupe owner came up to him with some excitement and patted his shoulder.
"I knew you were a cash cow. You've already been noticed after your first performance. See? That private room isn't reserved for just anyone. That girl is obviously wealthy. I'm telling you, if you work hard in the next performance, who knows, she might even give you a few more coins if she's happy."
Fei Ran looked at the class owner coldly and said nothing.
The troupe owner seemed to be in a good mood holding the silver note. He didn't mind his cold stare at all. He hummed a little tune and left.
Su Yunyao sat in the private room, eating the oranges peeled by Sang Yi. After listening to three songs in a row, she began to feel sleepy.
She supported her head with one hand and yawned lazily.
Sang Yi sneered, "Didn't you say that the actor was good-looking? He's so good-looking, but he made you sleepy?"
Su Yunyao felt a little more alert after hearing this. She slowly sat up straight and tried to stay awake. "I obviously felt sleepy because of eating oranges."
"Can oranges make people sleepy? This is the first time I've heard of this." Sang Yi sneered.
"Your Xijing oranges are eaten out of the palace, but my Daxia oranges are different. Daxia oranges are hypnotic. If you don't believe me, try it."
After Su Yunyao finished speaking, she casually picked up an orange slice and handed it to Sang Yi. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Try it."
Sang Yi stared at the orange between her white fingertips, and his throat rolled up and down.
Su Yunyao raised her eyebrows. "You don't want to eat it? You peeled this orange yourself. You probably won't have the chance to eat it again."
Sang Yi's cheeks were visibly flushed, "Su Yunyao..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a commotion from the direction of the door.
The prefect of Shengjing led his men to surround the troupe. He walked to the door of the private room on the second floor. The moment he saw Zhenzhu, his eyes trembled slightly, "Why are you here?"
Zhenzhu bowed to him calmly, "Your Excellency, I am here to accompany the princess to the opera."
Listen to opera?
Wen Yi peeked inside through the tightly closed door and asked, "Since you're here to accompany the princess to the opera, why are you standing guard outside instead of waiting inside?"
Pearl's scalp tingled when she was asked this question.
He couldn't just tell the Shengjing prefect that their princess was in there with the eldest prince of Xijing.
Zhenzhu responded calmly, "Your Excellency, I am only following orders. The princess doesn't like to be disturbed while she's enjoying the opera, so naturally I have to wait outside. Does Your Excellency think there's anything wrong with that?"
Wen Yi's eyes flickered, and he said in an extremely serious expression, "Shuixiu Tower is not like the princess's residence. There are many people here. When you go out, you should stay by the princess' side to avoid any accidents."
Pearl knew that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but the princess was not really listening to the opera alone.
She sighed secretly in her heart.
Being a slave is difficult, and being the eldest princess's slave is even more difficult.
Seeing the grand ceremony organized by the Shengjing prefect, she had a bad feeling in her heart.
Could this Shengjing prefect be the man who came with the eldest princess?
Oh my god!
At this moment, a man dressed in the clothes of a constable, holding a long sword, hurried up from downstairs and said, "Sir, we have searched all the rooms in Shuixiu Tower except this one, and there are no suspicious people."
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