The regent is a yandere who needs to be pampered

After entering the Qingyin Building, Nan Xi quickly arrived at the private room at Tianzi No. 1 under the guidance of the theater boy.

After knocking on the door and entering, Princess Baoling sat in front of the pear tree bench near the window and waved to her, "Come here first and sit down for a cup of tea. Mr. Fuchen will be on stage soon."

There were two maids sitting behind her, their eyebrows lowered and their eyes downcast, looking respectful.

"Why did you suddenly think of coming to the theater?" Nan Xi walked over and said as if making small talk, "Have you often come here before?"

"There are fewer people coming this year." Lin Jia smiled lightly, with a hint of sigh in his smile, "I came here often the year before last, and I spent a lot of money on Mr. Fuchen. Then something happened at home, and I stayed in the house for a whole year without going out. "

Nan Xi knew what happened in the eldest princess's mansion, and of course she also knew why Princess Baoling didn't go out for a year.

There was no special expression on her face, Nan Xi just asked casually: "How is your father, Consort Lin, doing lately?"

Lin Jia picked up a cup of tea and handed it to her, and said calmly: "It's rare that you still remember that I have a father. Since something happened to the Lin family last year, no one from the powerful clansmen in the Imperial Capital or my close friends dared to mention it in front of me. Regarding my father’s affairs, my father’s existence seems to have become a taboo.”

At this point, she laughed at herself: "But it is indeed a taboo. They don't dare to mention it not because they are afraid of making me sad, but because they are worried about offending the king and getting into trouble."

The Lin clan was exterminated by the emperor's decree. It took a long time for the smell of blood in the air to slowly dissipate. In just one year, I am afraid that most people in the imperial capital have not forgotten the disaster brought about by the annihilation of the family. of fear.

Nan Xi didn't speak for a while.

Maybe she didn't know what to say. In the face of hundreds of lives, all the words of comfort seemed too pale and useless.

Since she was not familiar with Lin's consort, she naturally had no way of evaluating Lin's consort. However, the demise of the Lin family was not due to any serious crime, but simply because they took the wrong position in the battle for the heir.

This situation has existed since ancient times, and although it is tragic, it is never unusual.

"On the surface, those people are envious of my beauty, envious of the emperor's love for me, and are afraid of the majesty of the eldest princess's palace, but secretly they laugh at me for having a father who is a criminal." Lin Jia held the teacup with a smile on her face. With a few sneers, "They are all a group of hypocritical people, extremely disgusting."

"If you don't like it, you don't have to force yourself to make concessions with them." Nan Xi said calmly, "A person's life span is only a few decades, so it's better to be happy."

Be happy?

Lin Jiadao: "My father will never be happy again in his life."

Nan Xi was silent.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this." Lin Jia raised a smile and looked up at Nan Xi, "Are you serious about your marriage to the emperor's uncle? I have always heard that the regent forced you to enter the regent's palace willingly. ”

"It was true that I was not willing before, but now I have changed my mind." Nan Xi smiled lightly, "People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. The Regent put a tall branch like this in front of me for me to climb. I can refuse. ”

Lin Jia frowned when he heard this: "Are you really trying to climb a high tree?"

"You don't believe it?"

"It's true that I don't quite believe it." Lin Jia sighed, "Sometimes I find it quite strange. The harder someone denies it, the more it seems like he's trying to cover it up. The more openly he admits it like you, the more people don't want to believe it easily."

Nan Xi smiled and said, "Maybe I wasn't sincere enough."

Lin Jia chuckled: "Although I don't know what your attitude is towards your uncle, I seem to know why your uncle is attracted to you."

Because Nan Xi is really different from those so-called rich ladies from famous and powerful families. Of course, benevolent people have different opinions and wise people have different opinions. In the eyes of those powerful people, they feel that a straightforward person like Nan Xi cannot be put on the stage.

Especially Nan Xi’s background.

Those who were jealous of Nan Xi being rich and favored by the regent couldn't find any other point to attack, so naturally they could only make a fuss about her origins.

But in fact, even if she has a mother who is a merchant, Nan Xi is still the daughter of a first-class prime minister and the only legitimate daughter in the prime minister's house.

This is a fact that no one can change.

Jealousy and aggression won't help.

"But you have to be careful in the future." Lin Jia frowned slightly, "Many people have noticed you now. There are so many treacherous things in the court, and there are so many conspiracies. The emperor is originally afraid of the regent's power and regards the regent as a thorn in his side. I wish I could get rid of you quickly. You openly offended the Queen in the palace a few days ago. They are afraid of doing anything because of the regent's reputation, but they definitely have grudges in their hearts. "

Nan Xi picked up the tea cup, put it to her lips and took a sip: "I know."

"Aren't you worried?"

"What's there to worry about?" Nan Xi smiled lightly, "Soldiers will stop us, and water will cover us. Worrying can't solve the problem."

Lin Jia nodded when he heard this: "You are right."

Just at this moment, there was a burst of cheers outside, and Lin Jia was refreshed: "Master Fuchen is on stage."

After saying that, he stood up neatly and walked to the window. He opened the window and saw a beautiful man in water sleeves on the stage. "Nan Xi, come here and take a look!"

Nan Xi stood up and walked to the window, followed her gaze to the stage set up in the wide courtyard, and then her eyes narrowed slightly.

A tall and slender young man stood on the stage.

The boy's face is indeed extremely beautiful, with a pair of slightly upturned slender phoenix eyes that are soul-stirring, a straight nose bridge, and rosy thin lips that make people fantasize. His deep black pupils seem to be integrated with the light and shadow that overlooks the myriad, and even when he is not smiling, he exudes an almost enchanting charm.

Maybe because Nan Xi and Lin Jia are standing a little far away, from this perspective, the boy's facial features are soft and beautiful, like light smoke and mist, revealing a layer of hazy beauty like ink painting.

The so-called peerless beauty is really well-deserved.

"Is he the Fuchen Master?"

Lin Jia nodded: "Don't look at his young age, he has been on stage for six years and has been famous for six years."

Six years of fame, it can be seen that this master has some real skills in addition to his beauty.

"Doesn't he need to put on makeup when he sings?" Nan Xi looked at Master Fuchen's face, "He seems to dress differently from other actors."

"He doesn't like heavy makeup. He usually only puts on a light layer of makeup before going on stage." Lin Jia explained, "Master Fuchen has a bad temper. He always does what he wants and doesn't give face to anyone."

Don't give face to anyone?

Nan Xi thought about it. How could such a frivolous and arrogant person agree to become a male favorite in the Prince Qi's mansion in his previous life?

Now thinking about the death of the Prince Qi, Nan Xi understood more and more that nothing can be judged by appearance.

"What song will Master Fuchen sing today?" Someone in the audience shouted, "Let's sing "The Fairy Couple"!"

Master Fuchen is a man, not a woman dressed as a man.