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In the morning of the Princess Mansion, six years after the son-in-law disappeared, Xuancheng had always had only one person on the dining table, and suddenly there was an extra pair of chopsticks.

Without anyone's instructions, Madam Chu, who arranged the breakfast, seemed to feel that the stranger was qualified to share the table with the princess, and thus contributed to the scene in front of her.

Rabbit arched his carrots under the dining table, Mian'er waited on Xuancheng to serve her vegetables as usual, and Nanny Chu stood beside the stranger, adding some dishes for him from time to time.

As he grew older, Xuancheng suddenly hated those greasy meat dishes. There were only some light side dishes left on the table, and the staple food became millet porridge.

The atmosphere at the dining table was quiet, except for the occasional crisp sound of chopsticks hitting the bowl of porcelain, there was no other noise, and the two diners had no intention of talking.

Mian'er always felt that this scene seemed familiar, but she couldn't tell where this feeling came from, only that it was her own illusion.

She still remembers what she met last night, and from time to time, she would glance at the stranger sitting across from her, and study what is in this person? Magic power, which can bring back the princess who is ashamed of death return.

Haven't waited yet? She worked out a reason, and Xuancheng discovered her absent-mindedness.

"Mian'er, is the person on the other side good-looking?" Xuancheng took out the ginger that was mistaken for shredded pork in his bowl and asked.

Hearing this question, the person sitting opposite and Nanny Chu stopped their movements, but the person in charge nodded without realizing it.

Xuancheng continued to ask: "Then are you going to stare at the person opposite before giving up?"

Mian suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head immediately, and pleaded guilty with a flushed face: "It's the servant who was distracted, please forgive me, the princess."

Xuancheng has never been harsh on his servants, nor did he take this matter to heart, he waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "I don't mean to blame you, but since you are so curious, why are you peeking? What's the matter? What? Means, why not just sit down and watch, I allow you to see her."

Mian'er was almost choked by the princess's words, and the person on the other side paused for a while, and Nanny Chu gave Mian'er a reproachful look.

Mian'er faltered and couldn't say a word in response, so ashamed, she almost found a hole and buried herself in it immediately.

After breakfast was ordered and the princess took the people away, the burning heat on Mian'er's face subsided a little.

Together with Grandma Chu? Cleaning up the dishes, she noticed that there was no one around, and moved to Grandma Chu's side, wanting to secretly tell her about what she broke through last night.

Keeping a secret in your heart and not sharing it with others, this feeling is like an ant scratching your heart with a hundred claws, which makes people suffer.

Mian'er couldn't bear this kind of torture, but when the words came to her mouth, she suddenly didn't know how to start, so she suppressed her voice, and said to Nanny Chu hesitantly: "Mommy, do you know, do you know... ..."

"What??" With the connivance of the princess, Nanny Chu couldn't blame Mian'er for what was wrong just now, and still had a stern face.

After all, she was still a young girl who hadn't left the court, and Mian'er couldn't help but blush when she thought of the secret she was about to tell.

Seeing Nanny Chu's more and more suspicious eyes, she became determined, bit the tip of her tongue, suppressed her shame, and whispered into Nanny Chu's ear: "The princess slept with that stranger last night. piece……"

"Stranger?" Nanny Chu looked puzzled, as if she didn't know what? Stranger was in the princess's mansion.

"It's the one that the princess brought back last night for dinner today." Mian'er pointed to the seat where Shu Dianhe sat just now with some excitement.

Unexpectedly, Nanny Chu was not surprised by the news at all, but just let out an "oh" in a neutral tone.

Mian'er's excitement of sharing secrets with others suddenly faded away, and that's it?That's it?She couldn't figure it out, shouldn't Nanny Chu say something?

Nanny Chu took a meaningful look at the lost Mian'er, and said, "You see? Can't you see who that person looks like?"

This time Lun Mian'er was puzzled, scratched his neck, and asked, "Who do you look like?"

"My son-in-law..." Nanny Chu left only these two words, and walked out of the hall with the bowl and chopsticks without looking back.

In fact, from the moment Shu Dianhe stepped into the princess mansion, she, who was good at distinguishing people, vaguely guessed the identity of the visitor based on her body shape and length, but she dared not easily confirm it.

It wasn't until she saw the princess' unintentional intimacy with that person that she was convinced that the person in front of her was their son-in-law who had been missing for six years.

As for why? He didn't tell Mian'er directly because of the mask on the son-in-law's face and the order that the princess didn't give.

No matter what the reason is for the princess to hide the identity of the son-in-law, she naturally has to keep this secret for the princess.

She thought her hint was clear enough, but she didn't know how to wait? After she left, Mian'er, who was thinking wildly, understood something else from her words.

Mian'er couldn't confidently mumble two words: "Stand-in?"

While uttering the words, she completely understood in a flash, and even explained why the man wears a mask. It must be that his face is different from the concubine's, so the princess forced him to wear the mask.

Hey, poor princess, she couldn't find her son-in-law, so she had to find a substitute who was similar to him and come back to warm the bed...

Thinking about it from the stranger's perspective, I also felt that it was just as pitiful. The princess treated him as a substitute for a prince's son-in-law, so pitiful!

Xuancheng who brought Shu Dianhe to the study at the other end didn't know that his maid had such a rich imagination.

Even if she knew, she didn't have time to pay attention to it, because she had more important things to do.

Snacks, pastries, and tea were set up on the table before Shu Dianhe was peacefully detained by her side, and then she started her own business.

After Xuancheng sat down at the desk, he just tapped on the table with his fingers, and the guards who had been waiting outside the door for a long time came in with all the people who had found them, and stood side by side in front of Xuancheng.

Those people were dressed in different clothes, some fancy, some plain, wearing round hats, wearing square hats.

But without exception, they were all dressed as civilians. As soon as they entered the door, they lowered their heads nervously, not daring to look around, for fear of offending the nobles in front of them.

Shu Dianhe looked at these people one by one suspiciously, not understanding what Xuancheng was going to do.

Xuancheng came out from behind the book case, and said politely: "The troupe masters of the major opera troupes in Kyoto see you well, please don't hesitate to come here today, I wonder if you have delayed the troupe masters' important business?"

The class masters she was talking about looked at each other and agreed? They all shook their heads.Opera has always been regarded as low-class. Where have the troupe masters seen it before? What? The dignitaries are still princes and grandchildren, so in a moment of desperation, they lost their manners.

After they reacted, they realized that they should salute the princess first, so they rushed to kneel down to kowtow to Xuancheng.

Xuancheng raised his hand, and directly dismissed their salutes, saying: "Don't be nervous, fellow class leaders, this time I invite you to come here because I really have something to ask for, and I didn't intend to trouble you."

The class leaders were nervous, but listening to Xuancheng's words, someone had to step up and answer. After a while of pushing and shoving each other secretly, a middle-aged man with a rich figure and a kind face was pushed out to answer Xuancheng's words.

The middle-aged man suppressed the tension in his heart, bowed his hands respectfully to Xuancheng and said: "Caomin? Qian Deming is the head of the Jingzhong Pear Garden. I don't know why the princess ordered Caomin? A group of people? Why did you come here?

Ruo Caomin? A group of people Neng Xuancheng coughed twice, his tone changed, and his whole body revealed a majestic aura that was completely different from when he was facing Shu Dianhe, and said: "You should all know who I am, I am I won’t talk nonsense with you guys, but straight to the point, I want you to change a play.”

"A play?" Not only Qian Deming was confused, but even the cast members behind him were puzzled.

Xuancheng nodded, making sure that he was right.

"I don't know what the princess wants to change?" Qian Deming asked.

"The troupe of all the troupe masters should have sung "Double Saviors", right? Or can it be called "The Female Consort"? I feel that the lyrics in it are not good, so I want to change it." Xuancheng has already inquired clearly Chu, knocked and asked.

Shu Dianhe, who was listening to the movement here, heard the word "female son-in-law", and his mind was uncertain.

Qian Deming thought that there was a taboo in this play, so the princess had to get rid of it.He looked at the troupe masters behind him, got their nods one after another, and then responded: "Returning to the princess, all the theater troupes in the capital have this play. I wonder how the princess wants to change it?"

"I'm afraid of dictation, you can't remember it." Xuancheng said thoughtfully, and knocked on the table again.

Immediately, the guards outside moved in a set of tables and chairs, placed them in the study, and neatly placed the Four Treasures of the Study that had been prepared earlier on the table.

"Leaders, please sit down. Ben Gong said while you memorized it. Then when you go back, how about changing "Double Saviors" according to what Ben Gong said?" Xuancheng said.

It's just changing the play, it's nothing? It's embarrassing, the theater troupe owners listened to Xuancheng's words, sat down with their pens and ink, and waited for Xuancheng's opening.

Xuancheng also found a chair, sat down casually and said, "I won't change the front part of the play."

So what? Li Lang's, just think of him as a stumbling block in the way of Feng Suzhen's extremely talented minister.

She then smoothly escaped her thoughts and said: "Since Feng Suzhen got married to the princess, Feng Suzhen made an excuse to get the princess drunk, so as to fool her through the wedding night in the bridal chamber.

Not long after getting married, Feng Suzhen rejected the emperor's promotion of her consort status.

But because of her outstanding talent, she was still appreciated by the emperor, and also recognized by all officials in the court.

Afterwards, Feng Suzhen accidentally saw the suffering of the people, and decided to continue to conceal her identity, to support justice and save the world and the people..."

Qian Deming hesitated and didn't know how to write, raised his head in embarrassment, and said to Xuancheng: "Princess...I'm afraid...it's too outrageous, how can a woman...how can..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the class leaders who felt the same way as him all responded in unison.

Although he didn't say the whole thing, Xuancheng already understood what he meant, right? It's just that he thinks that women can reverse yin and yang, and the rooster is the morning.

Xuancheng's face was stern, and he retorted mercilessly: "Outrageous what? What? Outrageous, isn't it outrageous for Feng Suzhen to surrender her position as the No. [-] scholar after she became famous in your original play?"

Shu Dianhe, who was sitting in the study, also found it funny, and let out a low snort of disdain.

Under the strong pressure of Xuancheng's identity, Qian Deming and the others naturally dare not refuse, but...

The author has something to say: Low EQ: Again I underestimated the length of the outline.

High EQ: I think the plot here can be expanded.

I hope to get up early tomorrow and see many, many comments!