At this time, the eldest prince's face turned blue and white, and he was unable to say a word.
These two women wear thick costumes, but they still can't stop the temperament emanating from inside. But when it comes to singing skills and figure, they are even worse than those young ladies who just played tricks.
The fifth prince next to him didn't look very good either. If there was a real competition in stage design, play arrangement, and singing skills, no one would be able to match him.
However, the eldest prince and the third prince obviously did not play according to the routine. Instead, they followed the rules themselves, but they lost the opportunity.
The fifth prince was extremely depressed and had no choice but to drink to drown his sorrows. Unexpectedly, he was in the last place in the competition that he was supposed to win.
After singing the song, the emperor's mind was still unsettled. The sung just now was exactly the tune that his grandmother from Minzhou often sang when he was a prince when he was young.
When he was young, the late emperor fought for many years, and the sword of the survival of his family and country was always hanging above his head.
At that time, the emperor's life was not good, and his mother passed away early. Only by hearing the tunes hummed by his grandmother, the inheritor of Liyuan Opera, could he calm his restless heart.
The emperor was in a trance for a moment while listening to the music and thinking about the people, as if he had returned to that ignorant time.
Later, when the world was peaceful and grandma was no longer alive, the Liyuan Opera was lost. The emperor once asked the Archguard to search for it privately and dug three feet into the ground, but no trace was found.
At this time, it became a thorn in the emperor's heart, and no one dared to touch it. Unexpectedly, today, it was the third prince Yu Wenyao who pulled out the poisonous thorn and healed the wound.
"Yao'er!" the emperor said in a trembling voice, and everyone was shocked. Unexpectedly, in just one short scene, the emperor changed his title to the third prince.
"My son is here!" the third prince said seriously with a serious face.
"This Liyuan Opera has been lost for decades. Where did you come from?" The emperor regained his composure, still staring at the two women who came off the stage to thank them.
"Your Majesty, I have listened to my father's teachings since I was a child, saying that Liyuan Opera can soothe people's hearts, and I am also very curious about it. Over the years, I have sent people south to Minzhou many times, and finally found traces of Liyuan Opera.
"
"But these two people's discussion of singing skills and figure does not belong to the authentic Liyuan Opera!" The emperor frowned slightly: "If you randomly find these two people to entertain me, it will be a crime of deceiving the emperor."
Wow!
The emperor was so unpredictable, which greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. But if you think about it carefully, it is indeed true. Yu Wenyao's so-called speculation of the holy will is suspected of opportunism.
"Your Majesty, I went to Minzhou a few days ago to find the last famous actor in Liyuan Opera, but she has only a few days to live. I happened to meet the Lu sisters who love opera, and the famous actress accepted them as close disciples.
, teach with all your heart, until the lamp runs out of oil.”
As he spoke, Yu Wenyao's face was full of sadness. However, no one could refute this explanation. The famous actor in the Liyuan was already terminally ill. How much he could teach and how much the two of them could understand depended on God's will.
"Your Majesty, it's the fault that our sisters are not good at learning and have not been able to inherit the teacher's first-level skills!" The Lu sisters all knelt on the ground with a look of self-blame on their faces.
"Sisters Lu? But Fan Yang Lu? Are you here today?" The emperor's frown instantly relaxed.
Just now, Eunuch An handed over the news that Fan Yang Lu runs several large theaters in the capital. Although he is not on the stage, he is also the leader among the leaders in the theater world. Among the eight plays that have been performed, three are
Produced in Lu's Theater.
"Your Majesty, it is my little girl!" During the banquet, a man came out in fear: "My little girl is not good at studying, I am afraid she will stain your Majesty's eyes!"
Everyone was in an uproar. If Mrs. Lu said that she was not good at learning, then others might not even be able to learn this.
Xiao Wenjun on the side was clenching his fists, sweat was dripping from his forehead, blood was surging in his chest, and he was trying his best to suppress the sweetness in his throat. No wonder he had not seen the Lu sisters for some time in Kyoto. It turned out that they were traveling to Fujian.
The state is gone!
The Lu sisters are a pair of twins, the direct descendants of the current head of the Lu family. They are known as sisters in Kyoto and have the same vicious heart.
In his previous life, Yu Wenyao was really good at planning. On the one hand, he clung to the power of the Xiao family, on the other hand, he secretly supported the Lu sisters, and he was also greedy for the beauty of red sleeves.
In this life, he did not have He Hong, but he still got in touch with the Lu family. He took advantage of the noble people's preference for listening to operas and collected a lot of information from them. Although it was not as good as He Hong, it was no better than him. History sometimes
It's strikingly similar.
However, what Xiao Wenjun didn't expect was that Yu Wenyao would push the Lu sisters to the stage so early and clarify their relationship. In his previous life, he didn't know until the end that the person who would succeed him as queen after his death would be.
It’s Lu Jingyi!
It was in vain that when Lu Jingyi got close to him, he thought she was a confidant. The few best friends told her some things that were difficult to tell Yu Wenyao because of their trust in her.
As a result, she killed herself with a backhand!
He poisoned his diet chronically, causing his health to deteriorate. Eventually, he lost all his martial arts skills and could barely walk without breathing heavily.
And I naively thought that it was because I had been through life and death so many times that my foundation had been damaged, so that I could no longer serve Yu Wenyao. I felt guilty for a long time when she offered to be his concubine in order to help him maintain her favor.
After she was thrown into the cold palace, she still refused to let herself go. In fact, she was not worried about the child in her belly, so she used her mother and child to test Yu Wenyao.
The children born after the abolition of the cold palace no longer pose any threat to her, but she just wants to eradicate them!
In the end, the unborn child in her belly, because she said: I am really useless, I cannot give birth to your eldest son for Your Majesty. Yu Wenyao ordered to have the son broken open. He was so cold-hearted and cold-blooded that he would not even spare his own flesh and blood!
I was really stupid back then!
I wish I could go back in time and wake up to my original self!
Now that I think about it, this pair of bad guys and men have been linked together for a long time, and they have committed such things as male theft and female prostitution. I don’t know if there will be evil spirits seeking their lives when I wake up in the middle of the night.
Wang Jiuyuan looked at the woman in front of him. The evil aura emanating from her body was getting stronger and stronger. He couldn't hide the killing intent in his eyes, but his bloodless face and trembling body betrayed that her condition was not good at this time.
.
He reached out and held her bare hand. The cold touch made his heart ache. He couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms. Ever since the Lu sisters came on stage, something was wrong with Wenjun.
"Wenjun, I'm here!" Wang Jiuyuan's tone was gentle but firm.
When Xiao Wenjun held her hand, the warm feeling brought her back to her thoughts. She slowly exhaled a breath, looked up at him, and smiled.
"I believe you."
Wang Jiuyuan looked at her stubborn and pale face, and felt even more sad in his heart, blaming himself for his incompetence. The hand around her waist tightened, and he gently pressed a kiss on her forehead, but his sharp eyes fell on the Lu sisters.