Chapter 9 Actor
Zhu Huaizhen felt that he slept for a very long time this time.
It seemed to have taken even longer than the last time he was shot with an arrow.
It was so long that Zhu Huaizhen thought she might be dead.
Oh, I hope my elder sister will forgive her cowardice.
Living is truly difficult. I have to constantly face my past stupidity and endure the heart-wrenching pain. This is even more excruciating than a heart attack.
But she still woke up.
When I woke up, I found myself in the princess's mansion.
Yes, it’s Princess Ronghua’s Mansion!
Zhu Huaizhen was extremely excited. She had thought that Princess Ronghua's mansion had long been burned down by Chen Mingan and Zhao Lian'er, the adulterous couple. Now that she could still see them once, she felt like she had found happiness.
The six-column bed made of bright red rosewood and painted with gold-painted landscapes and figures was padded with a thick layer of white quilt, and then covered with rouge pink quilts with magpies and mandarin ducks on branches. It was so festive that it was dazzling.
There were also a large three-legged fire basin with cloisonné Kuifeng, a white jade wedding cup with a longevity pattern of a wind-chi, silver gilt engraved scissors, dragon and phoenix candles, etc., all of which were carefully selected by Zhu Huaizhen before the wedding. It was such a waste of money.
"Your Highness, you finally woke up, thank God. His Majesty issued three imperial edicts in succession, summoning the master to return to Jinling as soon as possible, but the master stayed put and guarded you for seven days and seven nights." Tu Mi quickly put down the wooden support, clasped his hands together with joy, and bowed to the sky.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen remained indifferent. He just raised his hand and pointed at the red date, fish maw and black chicken soup on the wooden tray.
Now that she was alive, she had to fill her stomach so that she would have the strength to hate.
However, just as Zhu Huaizhen took a sip of the soup, an uninvited guest arrived.
"Zhenzhen, you woke up, that's great." Zhao Lian'er covered her chest and coughed lightly a few times.
Immediately afterwards, Haitang, who was behind Zhao Lian'er, brought a bowl of bird's nest stewed with rock sugar and snow pear.
"Thank you very much." Zhu Huaizhen finished the bird's nest stewed with rock sugar and snow pear in a quick and neat manner.
"Zhenzhen, you have slept for so many nights, you must be bored. I specially asked Brother Ming'an to find a wonderful actor to entertain you." Zhao Lian'er said softly.
Oh, that’s quite thoughtful.
Zhu Huaizhen chose "Peach Blossom Fan" without hesitation.
So, Haitang received Zhao Lian'er's instructions, drove away Tumi, and sent the actor over.
That actor, with his oily hair and powdered face, and a sweet smile, exuded a strong worldly air.
Zhu Huaizhen frowned, looking slightly disappointed.
Why didn’t Zhao Lian’er give her an actor who was better looking than Chen Ming’an? She was so stingy.
"Take off your clothes and sing at the same time." Zhu Huaizhen fell on the bunk bed and waved his hands helplessly.
However, the actor was dumbfounded and took a few steps back.
"Zhao Lian'er put Hehuan powder in my bird's nest stewed with rock sugar and snow pear, and was waiting for me to have sex with you. Then she dragged Chen Ming'an over to catch us in the act, to prove that she is pure and innocent, while I am a fallen woman." Zhu Huaizhen tossed and turned, obviously getting hot.
"Your Highness, why did you fulfill the wish of that vicious woman?" The actor's voice was soft and beautiful, revealing a shyness that was as cold as a breeze.
After hearing this, Zhu Huaizhen felt like the top of his head was about to explode.
Damn, this Zhao Lian'er is so vicious. She didn't use the Hehuan Powder, but the Kuaihuo Powder.
The drug Kuaihuo San is very strong and it will take a whole night to stop taking effect.
But the actor was particularly ignorant and actually raised his orchid finger to sing a cappella: "The jade trees of Jinling are filled with the chirping of orioles at dawn, the flowers of the Qinhuai waterside pavilions are in bloom early, who knew the ice would melt so easily! I watched him build his red building, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his building collapse! Here on this pile of green moss and blue tiles, I once slept in a romantic sleep, witnessing the rise and fall of fifty years. The surname Wang is not in Wuyi Lane, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake at night, and owls live on Fenghuangtai. The dream of the ruined mountain is the most real, the old land is hard to lose, I don't believe this map has been changed!"
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