"It turns out that for many years, only Jin Niang is by my side."

On the stage, the blue-clothed scholar looked like Qu Case held the pink-clothed Xiaoba in his arms, with tears in his eyes and an affectionate face.

The repertoire reversed, and the pink-clothed maid Jin Niang, who had always been used as a background board, became the protagonist, and the young lady in the yellow shirt only came in from outside the door at this time.

An Yu raised her eyebrows, but she didn't expect Qu Case to really listen to her words, and she didn't play a new Miss Childe like before.

It's not a big deal to change the book.,But listening to Mai Dong's reply.,Yesterday's did threaten him.,I think it can only be that everyone in the theater is not proficient in the spare book or he has put a lot of effort into the case.。

Yi Shu's eyes were different, and his afterglow kept looking at Li Siyuan, who was holding his cheek with one hand.

Mrs. De has known the current saint since childhood, this is something that the whole city knows, when the two former princes passed away one after another, His Majesty came to have a son, so the current saint was raised in the deep palace, never went out, as compensation, then selected a few young girls with a good background to play together.

Although he can serve the prince closely, he needs to be separated from the palace wall of his parents, and he can't see him once or twice a year, even if it is a gift, it has become a punishment.

What's more, the daughter of a courtier, which one is not a pearl in the palm of her hand? Children who grew up surrounded by maids, ten fingers do not touch the spring water, and the doll that is crumbling when running not only has to enter the palace to learn the rules, but also has to take care of the future son of heaven, and one accidentally will cause trouble to the family, so only a few older and more sensible young ladies were selected.

It is said that Mrs. Laide, as the daughter of the prime minister, was the daughter of Shangshu back then, not only because she was still young, but also because the first emperor was ready to entrust the prime minister Yi Wenge with the important task, she was not in the selection ranks, but later for some reason, she still lived in the East Palace.

Time flies, His Majesty knows a little about the world, and the playmates are also one by one, and the first emperor gave a dowry, and was taken home by his family to discuss marriage, and in the end only Yi Shu remained.

In the year when she was about to leave, natural disasters and man-made disasters came, with a great drought in the north, a flood in the south, and a few princes who were divided into feudal rebellions, and the widows and children of the heroes came to the royal city in a hurry, and the harem of the court was busy.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was full, Yi Shu remembered that she received a letter from her parents, so she packed her bags in the room, but she didn't expect to see Li Siyuan sitting alone on the steps as soon as she went out, leaving a weak and lonely back.

At that time, he was still young, not as willful as he is now, he had to be locked in the study in the morning and afternoon and kept reciting scriptures, and at night he would kick the shuttlecock with his face for a while, and whispered to himself to find a small kitchen and ask for a plate of sweet pea yellow.

The prince can't say what food he wants to eat—it will give people who have a heart the opportunity to be poisoned, so he can only ask for snacks through Yi Shu's mouth, and he doesn't dare to eat more, so he can only take a bite secretly.

If he left, he was afraid that he would no longer be able to eat whatever he wanted.

So Yi Shu begged his parents, and finally reluctantly accompanied him through the end of the year.

Later, when I saw the greedy and poor prince, he had long been accustomed to eating whatever was served in the kitchen, and everything was tasted superficially, and there was no sudden appetite, and there was also the red-clothed Sun Yuanfeng standing beside him.

It is said that His Majesty and the queen are very affectionate as a young couple, but does anyone still remember that in His Majesty's most blank youth, the Mid-Autumn Festival when the stars and moon were dim, she sat on the cold stone steps and hugged the young man into her arms?

Mrs. De is sentimental, but Mrs. Xian reads it with relish, Miss Childe's book is her favorite thing, not to mention that the person who wrote the book is the canal case she cultivated.

After so many years of service, he has the most experience in how to tickle Chen Hanlu's heart with the severity and appropriateness.

The guests were talking in whispers or watching the play, but Helian Su was restless.

She couldn't quite understand what the men on the stage were singing with their sharp voices, and she couldn't listen to such a tone of singing, and she didn't like to see them pretentiously pinching the orchid and pointing east and west, she was more accustomed to the rough voice of the man on the desert or howling or roaring, and the girl's loud singing voice spread all over the world with the wind and sand.

Chestnut had already offered her tea and pastries for the fifth time, and had told her in her ear to pay attention to her manners, but Helian Su no longer wanted to sit on this hard wooden chair without fur covering.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the palace is luxurious, but it is not her hometown, and she may not be able to live without it for the rest of her life.

A few days ago, I was busy learning the rules and was able to forget my nostalgia with a big grin, but now that everything is stable, I remembered that An Yu had asked me to taste the dried milk in my hometown yesterday, and Helian Su's heart swelled with a touch of sadness.

She slipped out of the big theater with the help of Izugong, sat in the pavilion of the imperial garden, and looked down at the koi in the water, without saying a word.

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"It's weird, why are you in a hurry to get sick today?"

Li Chongxuan's face was full of unhappiness, his little face was wrinkled like a bun, and he kicked the threshold with his feet.

Today's big drama, I think Songyue has never seen this meeting, as a tolerant and generous prince, he naturally has to treat his subordinates well, so the little prince deliberately waited for the queen mother to leave today before coming to this Cining Palace, ready to secretly bring people over to open his eyes, but he didn't expect the head of Wang to tell him that Songyue was sick.

Well, if he can't watch the play, it's always okay for him to go to see the patient and find a few doctors to grab medicine by the way, right?

The old bastard blocked him at the door one by one, "too sick" and "His Highness's daughter", so angry that he wanted to drag this guy down and hit a few boards.

No wonder he is also the head of Cining Palace, and this Wang Ya is not as good as the old manager who has begun to recuperate.

Although he can't be angry, the little prince can't learn to sneak in over the wall like he did, he is already the prince who has entered the study, so his willful behavior without brains will only cause his friends to suffer.

Therefore, he decided to go to the theater first, and wait for the end of the drama to intercede with the Queen Mother.

As he was walking through the Imperial Garden, he saw a man hiding in the pavilion.

Didn't they all go to the theater today?

The little prince scratched his head, is this the legendary grasp of the terrain and squatting in advance?

Tut-tut, my old father, look at it, what is the mess in your harem, the manager also said that you have a good way to treat women with rain and dew, a Shen Qingjun who can't love you, and a group of women who are ambushed at any time.

The little prince smashed his mouth, sighed for a moment Li Siyuan's miserable life, and decided to sneak a peek to see which tigress was ambushing here.

"Who is it?"

After all, Helian Su had followed his father to the battlefield, although most of them were small fights between tribes, his hearing was extraordinary, at least he could hear Li Chongxuan's footsteps effortlessly.

She stood up suddenly, dragged the chestnut on the side behind her, her eyes were like an eagle, and stabbed at the little prince behind the flowers.

In his own territory, he had to be arrogant regardless of the force value, Li Chongxuan ignored his five short little men, put his hands behind his back, and walked out with Li Siyuan's figure-eight steps, glaring at Heliansu, and looking at him with murderous eyes.

The prepared manuscript forgot to clean up for a moment, and blurted out the words in my heart: "What sharp eyes, ah no, what green eyes!" ”