This stage was specially built for Zhuoya, but after a long time, Zhuoya didn't often come here to sing, so it was idle.

"Xianggong, do you want to come up with us?" He Anyue Lala's outstanding sleeves.

"No, I'll just watch from below." Zhuo Ran smiled and touched He Anyue's hair.

"Master Hou, come up." Zhuo Ya looked at Zhuo Ran and stretched out her slender jade hand.

"Okay." Zhuo Ran couldn't get in the way, and both of them insisted on going up by themselves, so they had to flash onto the stage.

"The one we are going to sing today is a not very famous opera excerpt, Donggong hate."

"What's the story?" He Anyue sat beside Zhuo Ran, leaning on him, looking at Zhuo Ya, who was standing in the center of the stage and was about to start singing.

Zhuo Ya stopped her movements and looked at Zhuo Ran, "This story is about a very favored concubine who was killed by the queen because she was pregnant. ”

He Anyue nodded, also stood up, and walked towards Zhuoya.

"Since you don't know, follow my moves." Zhuoya turned around and spoke to He Anyue.

"Yes." He Anyue learned from Zhuoya's appearance, posed, and really had the posture of singing.

"We're going to sing the last stanza today." Zhuo Ya took small steps and started the performance, and He Anyue followed her inch by inch.

"Queen, why do you treat me like this, we are not sisters?" Zoya put on a heartbroken expression, one hand in front as if touching something, and the other hand clutching the collar of her chest.

"Heh, my sister is ruthless." Zhuoya changed direction, and immediately turned into a gloomy face, smiling at He Anyue who was standing in her original position.

"I..." He Anyue didn't know how to speak, so she had to stand there.

"DID YOU KNOW... The emperor and I are childhood sweethearts, and we love each other very much until you come. Zhuoya stretched out her hand and pointed at He Anyue, "My sister has strengthened my husband, do you want me to smile and be tolerant?" ”

"That's it." Zhuoya laughed miserably, "Today, you must drink this medicine." Zhuoya slammed closer to He Anyue.

He Anyue was frightened and took a few steps back, and she was about to approach the edge of the stage.

He Anyue suddenly panicked in her heart, this was not what they had discussed before.

Before, they discussed that when they were acting, He Anyue forced Zhuoya next to the stage, and then "prepared to kill" her, but she "stumbled" and fell.

He Anyue tightened her sleeves, and she still had the dagger that Zhuoya had given him in her sleeves.

"I..." He Anyue subconsciously wanted to escape from this place, so she glanced at Zhuo Ran on the side, thinking that this was the opera they had discussed, Zhuo Ran naturally didn't notice the fear in He Anyue's eyes.

"You don't want to come here." He Anyue trembled and said to Zhuo Ya, it really looks like the two are playing, but why does Zhuo Ya push herself to Zhuo Ran's side?

"In this palace, there is destined to be only one person who can laugh to the end." Zhuoya approached He Anyue, and they were already very close to Zhuo Ran at this time.

Zhuo Ya took the opportunity to retreat He Anyue very vaguely, and to outsiders it looked more like He Anyue deliberately dodged to Zhuo Ran's side, and the place where Zhuo Ya pushed him happened to be the direction where he hid the dagger, so He Anyue grabbed the dagger in his sleeve in order to prevent the dagger from falling to the ground, and he was pushed by Zhuo Ya to Zhuo Ran, so when he saw Zhuo Ran's surprised expression, his hand happened to be exposed from his sleeve, and with the cold light of the dagger, he approached Zhuo Ran.

"Master Hou be careful." Zhuo Ya wanted to rush over to block the knife for him, but Zhuo Ran's movements were obviously faster than him. The moment Zhuo Ran saw the dagger, he used his strength to push He Anyue out with one palm.

He Anyue was pushed to the side of the railing by Zhuo Ran, the railing has not been repaired for a long time, and the slight force that has aged will be broken, so Zhuo Ran's palm directly hit him to the audience.

Zhuo Ran didn't expect that his subconscious actions would have such great power, he hurriedly jumped off the stage, but saw He Anyue who was covered in blood.

Zhuo Ran's legs were weak, and he hurriedly picked up He Anyue, only to find that blood was flowing from his head and right shoulder.

He looked at the ground, and He Anyue happened to hit a stone.

"Ah..." Zhuo Ya, who was standing on the stage and looking down, happened to look at He Anyue, who was covered in blood, and fainted in fright.

Zhuo Ran didn't look at Zhuo Ya, put his hand on He Anyue's nose, and probed his life.

"It's alive," he was overjoyed, "call the doctor, go and call the doctor." He ran to the room with He Anyue in his arms, not noticing that there was another person on the stage.

The dark guard looked at Zhuoya who was lying down, but still resisted her, and called two doctors to see Zhuoya and He Anyue respectively.

"Master Hou..." The doctor carefully bandaged the head injury for He Anyue, and then put the cloth strip and wound medicine aside, he didn't dare to treat the wound on the shoulder for Mrs. Hou Ye.

"How's it going?"

"Madame injured her head and shoulder, although she held her life, but there may be some sequelae..."The doctor glanced at Zhuo Ran, who was relaxed, and continued, "Maybe Madame will forget something, or it will degenerate into the child's intelligence, and the injury to the shoulder, Madame may be as painful as digging bones every rainy day, and it is not appropriate to make drastic movements." ”

Zhuo Ran touched He Anyue's face, "Well, go down." ”

He slowly untied He Anyue's clothes, but he felt a different feeling, he frowned, and his hands moved faster.

Unbuttoning his clothes, he saw He Anyue wrapped around his chest with circles of cloth. Woman? Zhuo Ran looked at He Anyue and didn't know what to do.

Seeing her bloody wounds, Zhuo Ran still drugged her, and then tied her clothes.

"Hou Ye, Hou Ye." There was a loud knock at the door. Zhuo Ran frowned, he told his subordinates not to make noise.

"Come in."

"Master Hou, Mrs. Ya... Happy!" The man looked at Zhuo Ran with a smile, but saw Zhuo Ran's stunned expression, he didn't expect that Zhuo Ran didn't like this new life, thinking that he was happy and stunned, and the next person stood aside and smirked.

"Aya, are you okay?" Zhuo Ran clenched his fists.

"Madame is very good, I just woke up and asked Master Hou where you are, hearing this good news, Madame is also very happy."

Zhuo Ran nodded, "It's okay, you go down first, and tell Aya that I'll go over in a while." ”

Zhuo Ran looked at He Anyue, who was unconscious, and when things came to this point, he seemed to have to make some decisions.

Murong Fu seems to be about to take action, I heard that he returned to Qianzhuang, and was about to tell the world that he had married a fake "Murong Fu", and Zhuo Ya was pregnant on this side, so she just found an excuse to divorce "Murong Fu".

Zhuo Ran touched He Anyue's face, is there really only one way?

It's a woman, so who are you, and why can't I find your identity? Zhuo Ran leaned down and kissed He Anyue's face, but no matter what, he didn't want to let go, what should he do...

Zhuo Ran walked out of the door, "Lin Jiaojiao..."