Prince Marrys into Farming Family

"It's said that this show is very interesting. Many people in the city have gone to watch it. Are you sure you don't want to go?" Meng Fanxuan coughed and looked at Song Xiangsi.

"I'm not free. Find whoever you want." Song Xiangsi shoved Meng Lixuan's hand away. Hmph, Princess Changan's matter hasn't been settled yet, and she was already thinking of trying to please her.

"Sister, we want to go!" At this time, the two radishes suddenly spoke up in unison.

Hearing that, Meng Ling Xuan thought to himself, "This girl can reject me, but at least she won't refuse these two little girls."

"We'll go again when we have time." Song Xiangsi was truly impartial.

However, the two radishes refused to stop. Song Xiangsi was unable to refuse, so he could only agree.

Meng Ling Xuan was overjoyed at his success. He grabbed Song Xiangsi's hand and took large strides forward.

Song Xiangsi tried to struggle free, but there was still a huge gap between the strength of men and women. Just like that, she was led forward obediently by him, with the two little radishes following behind.

This scene was indeed very famous. It was acted out by the best troupes in the city and the costumes were carefully selected. Those who could come to watch this scene were either rich or rich, and they were all well-known figures.

However, Song Xiangsi was not interested in any of this. This scene was extremely boring to Song Xiangsi.

The people on the stage were changing their positions while the people below the stage were cheering and cheering. The two little radishes watched the scene with relish while Meng Fanxuan's gaze never left Song Xiangsi.

Perhaps it was because she didn't know anything about this kind of opera. This so-called play wasn't as beautiful as the modern mini theater, but was somewhat similar to modern concerts.

Unlike the concert, the people on the stage acted in a variety of ways that were easy to understand. However, Song Xiangsi did not spend his time on it.

Next, Song Xiangsi felt her eyelids begin to move about uncontrollably as if they were fighting each other. In the end, she was unable to control herself and could not move at all.

When Meng Ling Xuan turned around to look at Song Xiangsi again, he found that she was already drowsy and did not feel anything even after pushing her twice.

Meng Fanxuan stretched out his hand to smooth the frown on Song Xiangsi's forehead before staring fixedly at her.

Actually, although Song Xiangsi could not be considered a devastatingly beautiful beauty, her beauty was still tolerable. Furthermore, she was one that was more beautiful the more she looked at her.

He felt as if he was possessed by a dream. However, once he saw Song Xiangsi, his gaze could not be shifted away no matter how hard he looked.

Perhaps it was a strong feeling, Song Xiangsi only felt that there was a gaze staring at her before quickly opening her eyes.

Their gazes met, and for a moment, the atmosphere between the two became extremely ambiguous.

"You, what are you doing?" Song Xiangsi's face turned red. Clearly, she had forgotten that she was still angry at Meng Ling Xuan.

"Look at you." I wonder which family is the young lady that is so beautiful. " With that said, Song Xiangsi wished there was a hole for her to jump into. How dare this fellow tease her in broad daylight!

Pop!

Meng Ling Xuan suddenly approached Song Xiang Si and gave her a kiss. Song Xiang's face immediately turned red. She reached under the table to pinch Meng Ling Xuan, but she was stopped by Meng Yuan Xuan's hand.

"The wonderful place is here, let's watch the show." Meng Liangxuan scratched Song Xiangsi's palm and laughed softly.

Bastard …

Song Xiangsi bit her lips as she shifted her gaze to the stage. After sleeping for a while, her entire body felt refreshed. Looking at the group of people on the stage, she did not know why, but she felt inspired.

If she had moved the modern theater to ancient times, it would surely have gone up in flames, just like the cheongsam.

After watching the show, Song Xiangsi dressed up simply and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?" Meng realized that Song Xiangsi had been in a bad mood ever since she came back from watching the show.

"Go look for Wen Niang." After Song Xiangsi finished speaking, he walked out. Meng Ling Xuan didn't ask any further questions.

"Elder sister, I have thought of a way to deal with the situation on stage!" Before they had even entered the building, Song Xiangsi shouted excitedly. She only saw a group of lazy Wen Niang who came down from upstairs as she rubbed her eyes, "Aiyo, Xiangsi, your voice is already enough for you to sing."

"Big Sister Wen Niang is joking. I came today to tell you that I have some ideas about that stage."

Song Xiangsi raised an eyebrow with a smile on his face, forcefully eliminating the drowsiness of Wen Niang.

"Really?" Lady Wen's face was filled with joy. She recalled that the qipao incident had left an indelible impression in her mind. It was precisely that incident that she had made a huge profit.

"It's true, but …" Song Xiangsi picked up the teacup and looked at Wen Niang with a faint smile.

"You still want to keep me in suspense with Wen Niang, hurry up and say it!" When the lady writer saw the angry slap on Song Xiangsi's face, her charming face was filled with hidden bitterness.

"Ha ha-ha, good. This time, we need special costumes for the theater." Saying that, Song Xiangsi looked at Wen Niang's expression.

There is a relationship of interest between people that can coexist.

Song Xiangsi understood this very well, so he spoke very tactfully. However, Wen Niang always believed that she had heard some clues. She felt that Song Xiangsi had suggested such a strategy because he was taking care of his own small business.

But even so, Wen Niang still nodded in agreement. If it really was something that was advantageous to her, then what reason could she have to disagree?

However, when Wen Niang saw the exquisite picture of the costume, she was filled with anticipation. She also understood why Song Xiangsi had made such a request.

He couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for this girl. If it was her, it would be difficult for her to have such thoughts.

"Any specific plans?" Wen Niang looked at the drawing and asked.

"I don't have a plan yet. As long as you nod your head, I can start immediately." Song Xiangsi vowed solemnly.