It’s really well done.
It's really all thanks to Prime Minister Luo.
And these few days.
It seemed that all the plays sung by the troupe were new.
This made Luo Xiang burst into tears.
The woman who accompanied Luo Xiang to watch the play seemed to be Luo Xiang's illegitimate daughter Hua Chao, who was also rumored to be the confidante of Prince Consort Dali.
These are not rumors anymore.
Queen Gan Bai Yi lived with her in Shangmo Bookstore for two months.
This is the standard treatment for a daughter-in-law.
Although it’s other people’s business.
But the other inmates couldn't help but sigh.
Zhao Ji and Luo Yan, the king and his minister, truly had a deep and loyal relationship.
We have similar aspirations.
Even their tastes in choosing a son-in-law are similar.
More than similar.
You can also share a son-in-law.
It's really outrageous.
"Flower morning."
The song is over.
Luo Yan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and called his daughter.
Hua Chao quickly responded: "Father!"
Spend a few days together.
This time the word "father" was no longer as awkward as before.
But there is still a vague sense of alienation between father and daughter.
Luo Yan is not a qualified father.
He also considers himself not a qualified father.
So he didn't blame Hua Chao for this feeling of alienation.
He is an old-fashioned person and cannot say things that young people like to hear. His daughter has not been by his side since she was a child, so they have nothing in common.
During these days of getting along, the father and daughter actually didn't talk much.
But there are operas to watch.
The atmosphere wasn't cold at all.
Luo Yan gently stroked the script on his knees and sighed softly: "If your mother knew that her hard work was carried forward in your hands, she would definitely be very pleased. It is your blessing that you can meet Wuji, but your fate was almost ruined by me as a father."
Hua Chao was silent for a while.
In fact, when she thinks about it now, she feels a little sad.
Pursing her lips, she asked softly, "Father! I still want to ask, what kind of feelings do you have towards my mother and Madam Wei? Do you really love my mother?"
Luo Yan pursed his cracked lips and said, "What do you think of Wan Qiu painted by Danqing?"
"this……"
Hua Chao thought for a moment and said seriously: "She is a very simple woman, but she knows the big picture."
Luo Yan smiled and said, "This is how your mother looks like in your father's mind!"
Hua Chao couldn't help but ask, "What about Madam Wei? Do you have the same feelings for her as you do for your mother?"
Luo Yan was silent for a moment: "I only have one feeling for your mother, but I also regard Qingyu as my wife..."
He scratched his thinning head.
Seems a little annoyed.
But after thinking for a while, he seemed to know how to express it: "Hua Chao! Your father asks you, what is a husband and wife?"
Hua Chao pursed her lips and asked tentatively: "If two people love each other, they are husband and wife?"
"No!"
Luo Yan shook his head: "You need to understand each other's beliefs and be willing to stick to them throughout your life before you can be called husband and wife."
Hua Chao was a little dazed.
Suddenly I thought of the fragment of memory that drop of blood from my heart brought me.
My mother regards my father as a hero and is willing to leave for his beliefs, which counts as a couple.
Wei Qingyu was also willing to uphold his beliefs and help him gain huge benefits from the Wei family, and they were also considered a couple.
What about their beliefs?
Hua Chao glanced down and found Luo Yan stroking the play script left by his mother, and thought of his and her rather successful life as singers.
I don't know why.
I thought of the scene where I discussed the play script with Ying Wuji in the study all night.
He obviously has a lot to do.
You don't need to take yourself too seriously.
But he did it anyway.
This belief.
Wuji did it.
What about yourself?
She thought of what the Gu Niang had said. Gu Niang said that she was just an ordinary and vulgar woman and was not worthy of being compared with Zhao Ning.
Even if Ying Wuji helped to get rid of the demon seed, he would gradually drift away from him.
Although Ying Wuji did not do so.
But she still felt it.
How can I be a qualified wife if I don't care about his beliefs at all?
If you are not even willing to be a qualified wife, why do you demand to be together for the rest of your life?
Hua Chao clenched the painting brush in his hand, looking a little struggling.
But in the end, all the struggles disappeared, and she raised her face with a smile: "Thank you father for your teachings!"
Luo Yan smiled and said, "The world has never been peaceful. It is my fault that you have been harmed."
"No!"
Hua Chao smiled with a hint of relief: "Father never hurt me!"
Luo Yan took out a jade hairpin from his bosom and said, "If possible, when I die, bury me, this play and this jade hairpin together."
On the jade hairpin.
There is a word "Yu" engraved on it.
Hua Chao nodded heavily: "My daughter knows!"
Luo Yan waved his hand and said with a smile: "You should go out and get some fresh air first. An old friend is coming to see me."
"Um!"
Hua Chao stood up and walked out of the prison.
He just happened to pass by Wei Huan who was coming in.
Wei Huan walked to the opposite side of Luo Yan, turned his head to glance at Hua Chao's back, and exclaimed: "She looks so much like your first wife!"
When saying this.
He is a bit weird.
However, when he saw Luo Yan holding the script in one hand and the jade hairpin in the other, his expression couldn't help but ease a little.
He sat down opposite Luo Yan, poured two glasses of sake, and pushed one of them in front of Luo Yan: "Brother-in-law! Have a drink?"
"Dry!"
Luo Yan smiled and clinked lips with him.
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