Ai Zishen locked himself in the house all day and did not come out. Liu Tao sent him the food to the house, and he didn't use chopsticks.

Murong Xue waited for him in the courtyard for a day. She almost couldn't help but break into Ai Zishen's house, but was stopped by Liu Tao.

At dinner, the door to Ai Zishen's house opened. Murong Xue, who was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, stood up with a "hoof".

Ai Zishen slowly walked to the table and sat down. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.

Everyone watched him eat quietly. When Ai Zishen was halfway through eating, he said, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

Gongzi Qingqian and Murong Xue picked up the chopsticks. The meal was dull because no one spoke.

Ai Zishen finished eating and said: "From tomorrow, the city will come to the troupe to act, remember Wanchun Building!" Then he got up and went back to the house.

"What does he mean?" Murong Xue didn't understand.

"In two days, we're going to the theater!" After Childe Qingqian finished speaking, he also got up and went back to the house to rest.

Murong Xue's face was blank. Liu Tao came over and put the food into the food box.

"Liu Tao! Do you understand? Murong Xue looked at Liu Tao and asked.

"The troupe will definitely catch fire in the capital, and when the time comes, you will invite them to the princess's mansion to sing." Liu Tao sent the food box to the princess's personal maid who was guarding outside the courtyard.

"In that case......" Murong Xue's eyes showed joy. He finally figured out what Ai Zishen meant.

"That's it! Rest early! Liu Tao looked at Murong Xue with a happy face.

"Hmm!" Murong Xue left with a happy mood.

Liu Tao's mood also brightened. He looked at Murong Xue's depressed appearance these days, and his heart was not comfortable.

Ai Zishen did not show up in the mansion for several days. But there is a famous troupe in the capital - Mantangchun. The piano master in the troupe is very good. The girls who sang the song were not only beautiful, but also sang the song very well.

Another unique activity in the troupe is drama and dance. It blends folk legends and storylines into the dance.

The performance of the "Full Hall of Spring" troupe in Wanchun Building was full. Wealthy families in the capital have invited them to play in their homes.

After Gongzi Qingqian listened to Murong Xue's description, he asked Murong Xue to invite Qin Ling to go to Wanchun Tower to watch the play together.

After Murong Xue finished watching the play, she directly asked people to go backstage and invite the troupe to the house to perform the play.

The head of the troupe replied that it was two days later. Murong Xue said that it would be tomorrow at the latest.

The head of the troupe personally came to Murong Xue's box and said that it had been booked out in the past two days, and they couldn't keep their word.

Qin Ling stopped Murong Xue, who was about to get angry, and said that it would be set in two days.

After Murong Xue returned to the mansion, she went straight to the "Peaceful Garden" where Gongzi Qingqian lived.

After listening to Murong Xue's complaints, Gongzi Qingqian said: "This is in line with common sense, so as not to make people suspicious." ”

Murong Xue was relieved and waited for the arrival of the troupe with peace of mind.

Two days later, in the early morning, the troupe arrived as scheduled. Murong Xue had already set up a stage in the "Xianghe Garden" where Gongzi Qingqian lived.

Murong Xue and Gongzi Qingqian sat under the stage and watched the play. At this moment, the door of Ai Zishen's room opened. Ai Zishen walked out of the room.

Liu Tao told Gongzi Qingqian and Murong Xue, who were concentrating on watching the play, about it. The two of them turned their heads to look at Ai Zishen, who was walking over. When did he come back?

"People are in my room!" Ai Zishen smiled and sat down under the stage.

Murong Xue didn't know what to do for a while. Seeing this, Gongzi Qingqian nodded to Murong Xue softly: "Still not looking for trouble?" ”

Murong Xue comprehended and attacked Ai Zishen. She said that Ai Zishen was the dancer on stage who played a swordsman who liked to drink.

Ai Zishen said that the swordsman was not as good as him. The two of them went back and forth and talked about each other. In the end, Murong Xue chased Ai Zishen into his room. Gongzi Qingqian motioned for Liu Tao to follow him and stay outside the door.

Murong Xue rushed into Ai Zishen's house and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. The young man's expression was very much like his own mother.

"I've seen Sister A!" The young man saluted Murong Xue.

"You are ......" Murong Xue was so excited that she couldn't speak for a while.

"He is your own brother Murong Fu." Ai Zishen looked at Murong Xuedao, who was at a loss.

"Are you really my brother?" Murong Xue grabbed Murong Fu's hand and choked.

"Yes! When I was very young, the Ninth Father-in-law told me that I had a sister in the palace in the capital. Murong Fu looked up at Murong Xue. There was not the slightest look of surprise in his eyes.

"Great!" Murong Xue hugged his brother Murong Fu.

"That's it! Time is running out, what do you want to say hurry up! ”

"Murong Fu! Listen to my sister! The current Second Emperor Brother can't tolerate you. So you have to hide your identity and not reveal it to anyone. ”

"I know this!" Murong Fu replied quietly. His sane attitude was beyond what should appear to be his age.

"And! You can only live the life of an ordinary person in the future! Don't think about the throne too much, lest you get killed! Murong Xue instructed.

"Good! I promise you! Murong Fu's face finally had a hint of expression that he should have when he saw his relatives.

Perhaps at this moment, he really let go of the heavy burden.

"Your brother will have to follow me in the future!" Ai Zishen said suddenly.

"Why?" Murong Xue asked in surprise.

"Those who have waited for him in the White Pagoda Temple, he can't bear to kill them. Then if he wants to live, he must die in front of them. Now the White Pagoda Temple is holding a funeral for him! Ai Zishen's words made Murong Xue stand stunned for a long time.

"Sister! Ai Gongzi is right! Murong Fu shook Murong Xue's hand and said.

"Will I ever see him again?" Murong Xue had a reluctant look on her face.

"After leaving Dawan Kingdom, you can see him at any time!" Ai Zishen solemnly promised.

"It's time for you to get out!" Liu Tao said outside the door.

"Let's go!" Ai Zishen walked out of the house first.

"Go ahead!" Murong Fu's rare mature appearance made Murong Xue sad. She knew that over the years, Murong Fu's unusual life had made him what he was now.

Murong Xue reluctantly walked out of the house. Liu Tao followed behind her and whispered to remind her not to look back.

When Murong Xue sat beside Gongzi Qingqian, she had not yet been freed from the joy and sorrow.

"This is his best home!" Gongzi Qingqian comforted Murong Xuedao.

"I know!" Murong Xue sniffed.

At the end of the play, the scene was dispersed, and the chief guard of the princess's mansion led people to quickly dismantle the stage.

Murong Xue looked at the disappearing stage from afar, and she felt like she had an unusual dream.

In the evening, everyone gathered in the flower hall for dinner. In order to thank Ai Zishen for his kindness, Murong Xue took out the best aging wine in the house and drank it with him.

"You are not allowed to underestimate me in the future!" Ai Zishen drank too much again.

"I'm not going to be this princess anytime soon!" Murong Xue was drunk and spat out the truth.

"The princess is drunk! I'll help you back to your room to rest. Liu Tao was afraid that Murong Xue would continue to talk about the matter between them.

"I'm not drunk!" Murong Xue was helped out of the courtyard gate by Liu Tao, and when she turned around and shouted.

"When the two of them get married, don't forget to tell me. I have to drink this cup of wine! Ai Zishen smiled and took another drink.

"That's it! Drink here today! Gongzi Qingqian got up and helped Ai Zishen back to his house.

"Brother! I know your name is not Zhuang Yiqing. "Ai Zishen is really drunk.

"I also know that Ai Zishen is not your name!" Childe Qingqian muttered when he covered Ai Zishen with a quilt.

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