The next day, there was no doubt that Nalanchu missed Little Baozi's school time again.
Meng Yue had just returned from a walk outside, a thin trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the maid handed him a handkerchief.
"Chu'er, let's go to the theater today."
After Meng Yue finished breakfast with her, he suddenly said something.
Nalanchu was stunned.
She had never heard of ancient operas, so she thought that since she had traveled through time, she might as well listen to them.
But I also thought that Meng Yue was a prince, and he had just returned from the border.
He was supposed to have a lot of things to do, so how could he have the time to watch a movie with her.
"Your Majesty has no business to deal with today," Nalanchu asked.
Meng Yue smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to accompany you all day today."
With so much emphasis on spending the whole day with her, could it be that Meng Yue was still satisfied with the original owner's appointment?
Nalanchu didn't dare to ask any more questions and just said: "I wonder what show we are watching?"
"It's your favorite mother and son.
I have invited the most famous actor in the capital to come to the palace, so you can feast your eyes on them."
Meng Yue said with a smile.
Nalanchu nodded, "Just listen to the prince."
She didn't know what drama the original owner Zui liked, so it was just whatever Meng Yue said.
Meng Yue's eyes flashed, and without saying much, she led Nalanchu to the palace garden.
The so-called most famous actor in the capital performed on stage, accompanied by a group of young actors singing babblingly.
Perhaps the ancients had no other means of entertainment, so they entertained themselves by listening to operas.
Nalan looked at it for a while, but he didn't see any interest, but he noticed his drowsiness.
After being tapped on the shoulder, Nalan opened his eyes and saw Meng Yue's gentle eyes, and said confusedly: "My lord, I'm sorry, I fell asleep."
"I've never seen you fall asleep listening to a show before."
Meng Yue chuckled.
Nalanchu was so shocked that he forgot that this play was the original owner's favorite, so it wouldn't make sense to fall asleep.
Nalanchu thought for a while and said, "This play will be boring after listening to it for a long time."
"Then let's change it to something else."
She wasn't interested in anything else, so Nalanchu quickly stopped and said, "No, just listen to it."
"Just make do" Meng Yue didn't know what she thought of, her eyes darkened slightly, "Since you are married to me, why do you have to make do with it?"
Nalanchu heard the unclear meaning.
Could it be that what he just said touched Meng Yue's bottom line, but thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with it.
Looking back at Mingyue Baishui and seeing the worried looks on their faces, Nalan Chu felt a little in his heart, maybe he really said something wrong.
Suddenly, Meng Yue was heard saying again: "Chu'er, talk to me."
The master of the palace speaks, can Nalanchu respond?
Considering that I only have one year of memory, it would be wrong to say more, so I might as well talk about what happened in the play.
Nalanchu responded: "Well, okay.
Although I took a nap just now, it didn't affect my listening to the play."
The play was not very profound.
A short while before going to bed, she had already understood it. perhaps.
"oh" "Well, let's talk about mother and son."
Nalanchu took a sip of water and began to tell the story.
"The story in the play is that the mother's surname is Song, let's call her Mrs.
Song.
Mrs.
Song was born in a prince's palace, married Ning Guogong and raised three children.
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The eldest daughter was raised by Mrs.
Song's mother, Yun, and her second son and The youngest daughter was raised by her side, and the three children experienced a very bloody story when they grew up. " "Dog-blooded" Meng Yue felt a little strange.
Nalanchu looked at the stage and nodded, "It's just shit."
"The eldest daughter and the youngest daughter fell in love with the little emperor uncle at the same time, but the little emperor uncle liked the eldest daughter, so the younger daughter was jealous, so she killed the eldest daughter and got married to the little emperor uncle.
A few years later, Mrs.
Song After learning about the tragic death of the eldest daughter, he scolded the younger daughter and asked the younger daughter to accompany Qingdeng throughout her life.
She told the world what happened to the eldest daughter and let the world condemn the younger daughter. " You are right, this story was indeed told in the play.
However, Nalanchu sighed after finishing telling it.
Meng Yue handed over a glass of water and asked: "Do you think their fate is miserable?"
Nalan Chu took it, drank it in one gulp, moistened his throat, and then shook his head and said: "No, I just sigh that this opera is too badly written.
It really insults the IQ of us theatergoers."
Unexpectedly, Nalanchu said these words.
Meng Yue was stunned and said with interest: "How do you say that?"
"Well."
Nalanchu thought for a while, "Instead of talking about why Mrs.
Song raised her children in her parents' home, let's just tell the story of the two girls when they grew up."
"All ears."
"I won't say why the two girls fell in love with the same man at the same time.
There is no doubt about the magic of love.
Our analysis shows that the younger daughter married the younger uncle after killing the older daughter.
But regardless of whether the younger uncle is favored or not, His marriage is decided by the Holy Spirit.
Why is it that after the eldest daughter dies, the younger daughter can marry the little emperor’s uncle?
Do you really think that the royal family looks down on his family?”
Meng Yue paused and said, "You are right, the marriage of royal descendants is never up to them."
Nalanchu also nodded, "This is just a question.
To put it ten thousand steps back, if the youngest daughter marries the little emperor's uncle, no matter how bad her life is, she will still be at the level of a princess.
In a few years, if nothing happens, she will become the little emperor's uncle.
My uncle gave birth to a child, but he was killed just because of a murder that year.
I really doubt whether this young uncle is a member of the royal family.
His wife was in trouble, and it hurt the royal family's face. " "The royal family values face the most.
If something like this happens, the royal family will not publicize it.
They will secretly deal with the wife of the younger uncle.
Even those who know the matter will not be alive."
Meng Yue said lightly.
"Not to mention that it was Mrs.
Song who punished her little daughter.
It was so bloody, so bloody."
Nalanchu expressed his feelings deeply.
Meng Yue seemed to be amused by Nalan Chu's expression, and she curled her lips and said, "It's really bloody."
"There are more bloody ones."
Nalanchu suddenly slammed the table with a "pop" sound.
The actors performing on the stage thought that the princess was dissatisfied with their performance, so they knelt down in shock.
Nalanchu laughed dryly, "Nothing, nothing, you continue."
The actors got up and started performing again.
Meng Yue looked at her with a smile, a hint of endearment flashing in his eyes.
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Nalan Chu came over and asked in a low voice: "Is my reaction too big?"
"Yeah."
Meng Yue said, reaching out and stroking her hair that was spread to one side.
Nalanchu took a step back reflexively.
Meng Yue paused and slowly let go.
Something seemed to flash through the deep eyes, but it was fleeting and could not be discerned.
Nalanchu realized her gaffe.
She was Meng Yue's prince.
She didn't know what Meng Yue would think of such a reaction.
Then, Meng Yue lightly reminded: "Chu'er, you haven't said anything more bloody yet."
Nalanchu said "Oh" and continued with the previous question.
Because of what happened just now, my interest was greatly reduced.
I simplified what I was going to say a lot and said: "The eldest daughter is raised by Mrs.
Song's mother.
Her relationship with Mrs.
Song is definitely not as good as the younger daughter.
There is still a difference in the flesh on the palms and backs of her hands.
Yes, if that’s the case, why did Mrs.
Song destroy her younger daughter because of her eldest daughter?”
After a pause, he continued: "Besides, the marriage of the younger daughter to the younger uncle of the emperor always has some hint of marriage.
If you say you want to dispose of the younger daughter, you will dispose of it.
Instead of using the good marriage relationship, you actually ruined the relationship with the royal family just to write a personal grudge."
When it comes to marriage, who would be so stupid as to ruin their interests because of their children’s affair?”
"Is there no one?
Maybe there is someone so stupid."
Meng Yue murmured, as if talking to himself
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