shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 127 Heartbroken
"The Peony Pavilion?"

After Song Qing'an was surprised, he teased and said, "Mu Zhi, do you like this kind of drama?"

Even if she lived in the palace, she had heard of this play a little bit.Although it has only been on stage for a few days, everyone, men, women, old and young, are already aware of it.

Pei Qing let out a low "huh", noncommittal: "This is sung in Kunqiang, can the princess understand it?"

Song Qing'an's heart moved slightly, remembering the fact that his mother had grown up in the south of the Yangtze River, which he accidentally mentioned earlier.

"You should be able to know a thing or two, after all... that was a long time ago."

The sound of the orchestra from below gradually sounded, and "Du Liniang" moved lightly with lotus steps, and babbled and babbled on the stage.

The wing room of the two of them was in the most suitable position. Song Qingan listened for a while, gradually fascinated, and hummed softly.

At this time, there were not many people in the theater, so it can be said that this song was sung specially for them.

Song Qing'an listened and watched, and asked Pei Qing distractedly, "By the way, why did Mu Zhi take me out of the palace today? Also...it's not a special day."

"Is the princess unhappy?"

"...No."

"That's good." Pei Qing was not interested in the play, so she simply sat down on her seat and leaned back lazily.

Seeing him cheating, Song Qing'an curled his lips secretly, and didn't ask any more questions.

Leaning halfway against the window sill, she vaguely felt that the actor's voice was somewhat similar to that of her mother.

She took a closer look, and the oil-painted face on the stage made her wake up again.

"Mu Zhi." She called him suddenly, as if it was just a joke, "Do you think we are here now, does it look like a 'dream'?"

Pei Qing thought for a moment: "Princess can make it come true."

"Come true? Does that mean my death, or Mu Zhi's death?"

Song Qing'an said, approaching Pei Qing.The latter stretched out his long arms and held her in his arms.

"Why does the princess always speak so unpleasantly?"

"I learned it from Pei Zhangyin."

Song Qing'an hugged him with a smile, but panicked for no reason.

Du Liniang paid the price of life and death for a dream to come true, so what about them?

Pei Qing raised her eyebrows and scratched her waist.Song Qing'an was the most ticklish, and immediately smiled and begged for mercy.

This commotion eased the panic in her heart, she didn't go back to the window, she just leaned against Pei Qing and listened quietly.

Really like a dream...

Song Qing'an thought about it silently, feeling that it was extremely unreal.It seems that such idle days should not belong to them.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of something.

"Mu Zhi, what was the invitation to Xiantai that I was talking about yesterday?"

"It's just what your majesty wants. Originally, your majesty wanted to build a ship to go out to sea, but our family stopped it a little, so we changed it to building a high platform."

Pei Qing didn't want to hide it from her, she heard it from left to right, and it's okay to know more.

"Then... in your opinion, when will it be finished?"

"Then it depends on how long it will take for the gang of internal officials to get enough."

Pei Qing sneered, she didn't care about this matter at all.

Song Qing'an frowned: "If it spreads, the infamy will fall on Mu Zhi again."

"It's not bad either."

As Pei Qing spoke, she took out a folding fan from the other side of her waist, and tapped her lightly: "Concentrate on watching, don't ask anything to spoil the fun."

Song Qing'an kept silent, but thought of that dream uncontrollably in his mind.

Pei Qing stood on the high platform and suddenly jumped down.

At this time, the following scene also played the scene where Du Liniang was heartbroken and left a portrait to die.

The actor's singing became more and more sad and melancholy, lingering around the beam.After the trembling ending, there was a plop from below.

Song Qing'an's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly stood up to the window to look down.

The actor fell on the stage. If he was acting, he shouldn't have made such a loud noise just now.

A few more people came up to the stage, gathered together as if discussing something, and then carried the actor down.

"He's..." Dead?Song Qingan asked hesitantly.

Pei Qing was already beside him, glanced down, and nodded slightly.

The uneasiness in Song Qing'an's heart rose again.

She frowned and thought for a moment.

This is too much of a coincidence... Is it fate, is it fate?
"Master Palmprint."

Liu Quan outside the house knocked lightly on the door, and after getting permission, he entered the wing room and said, "The theater troupe came to ask, do you want to change people to continue?"

Pei Qing looked at Song Qingan, who shook his head lightly.

"No need."

Liu Quan responded and withdrew.

Song Qing'an looked down at the empty stage below, feeling a little lonely.

"Our family didn't think carefully, we shouldn't order this play."

Song Qing'an was slightly taken aback, and turned to look at Pei Qing, apparently not expecting him to apologize to him.

"...No, it has nothing to do with Pei's palm print."

Song Qing'an lowered his emotions, and smiled lightly: "It's just that I happened to remember something, and that actor... felt a little emotional."

"The actor sang to the point where he was sad, his heart was broken, and he died." Song Qing'an lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and said slowly, "If the news spreads, what does Pei Zhangyin think will happen?"

"Of course more people will come." Pei Qing raised the corner of her lips slightly, "Did the princess guess it?"

Song Qing'an looked at him sideways, and said in disapproval: "Pei Qing, if someone finds out, you will be accused of killing innocent people indiscriminately."

Pei Qing squinted her eyes indifferently: "It doesn't matter if there is one more or one less."

Song Qing'an looked away, feeling a smile in his heart.

She should have thought of this earlier, how could Pei Qing do something specially for her.

But it's not easy to get Pei Qing to think about it by the way...

Thinking so, Song Qing'an suppressed the strange feeling in his heart.

"Does the princess want to go out for a stroll?"

Song Qing'an was taken aback by the question, and subconsciously refused: "Would it be too conspicuous...after all..."

After all, she sneaked out, and many people would recognize Pei Qing's face.

"Princess, you can rest assured that the places you will go to afterward will all be bought by Dongchang."

Pei Qing spoke slowly, and stepped out of the wing.

Song Qing'an later realized what Pei Qing was doing.

Is he... telling himself the truth?

Everyone knows that Dongchang is very powerful, but they don't know where it is.But right now, did Pei Qing just tell her so casually?

Song Qingan pursed her lips, feeling a little delicate.

Looking up, Pei Qing's figure had disappeared outside the door.She quickly lifted the hem of her skirt and followed quickly.

The two squeezed into the small sedan chair together. Liu Quan originally prepared another sedan chair, but for some reason Pei Qing had a whim and insisted on taking one with her.

At this time, the space in the sedan chair suddenly became cramped, Song Qing'an moved his arm, and he would touch Pei Qing.

The outside is no better than the palace, the road is always uneven, and pedestrians come and go.The car was bumping non-stop, and when Song Qingan regained consciousness, she and Pei Qing were already stuck together.

Although there is no less intimate contact, Song Qing'an is still a little uncomfortable.

Not for anything else, it's just...too close.

There were the sounds of pedestrians coming and going outside, but the breathing of the people beside him seemed to overwhelm the noise.

From time to time, a corner of the car curtain is blown up by the wind, and passers-by who want to spy on it can have a clear view of what's going on inside.

Unfortunately, at this time, Pei Qing still stretched out his hand to wrap her around her waist.

"Is the princess afraid?"

He lowered his head and lingered in her ear.Song Qing'an turned his head to look, and saw the evil and faint excitement beating in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)