Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

The two dan roles sang melodiously, and the sleeves were beautifully arranged.

However, the two audience members present didn't even look at the two dan roles. They were lying on the table and working together to study how to write after-view impressions.

With that serious look, he didn't come to listen to an opera, but more like he came to engage in academic research.

The atmosphere in the private room is weird.

Fortunately, the two dan roles are professional, even if the audience didn't buy it, they still sang the whole piece dutifully.

Seeing that the two princesses had no intention of listening to the second paragraph for the time being, they retreated wisely.

Princess Anshun: "When you go to a theater, you naturally depend on the figures and appearances of the actors. Of course, their singing voice is also very important. You can praise how good-looking they are and how well they sing."

Hua Manman: "You are right, so here comes the question, do you have any good words of praise?"

Princess Anshun is stuck.

The two looked at each other in blank dismay, and both smelled the smell of scumbags from each other.

Hua Manman sighed: "The same is the scum of Tianya Elementary School."

Princess Anshun: "Why do we need to know each other when we meet again?"

The two held up the tea cups and touched each other, saying in unison.

"Share with you!"

Although their knowledge reserves are very limited, they can ask people to help provide materials.

Princess Anshun called the clerk, threw him a piece of silver, and ordered.

"Go and call someone who is good at writing and ink."

There are many poor scholars in Suichun Garden. In addition to helping to write libretto, they also write some poems for some guests who like to be arty.

The man got the reward, and immediately ran out happily to find someone.

After a while he brought back a thin middle-aged scholar.

The middle-aged scholar had already received a tip from the buddy, so he didn't dare to look too much when he came in, and bowed his hands politely.

"Students pay their respects to Princess Anshun and Princess Zhao."

Princess Anshun asked him to write some boastful poems.

The middle-aged scholar asked cautiously: "I don't know if the person Her Royal Highness is going to praise is a man or a woman?"

Princess Anshun: "Naturally a man."

These days, the dan roles are almost all played by men. The two dan roles who sang operas just now were all men, but because of their very beautiful appearance, they look very charming.

The middle-aged scholar thought for a while, and wrote two poems in a flash, both of which were sentences that praised the man's handsomeness and stature, which made people forget the vulgarity.

Princess Anshun didn't know anything about rhythm and literary talent. She took a look and thought it was pretty good, easy to understand, simple and clear, and immediately decided.

"Just these two songs!"

Hua Manman also thought it was good, anyway, it was much better than the poems written by herself.

She sent the middle-aged scholar away with a piece of silver, and then copied the two poems verbatim.

In this way, her post-viewing impression is considered a success!

The two of them listened to another episode, and then they left Suichun Garden satisfied.

While it was still early, Princess Anshun planned to go to the nearby Seven Stars Temple to worship. She asked Princess Zhao if she wanted to go together?

Hua Manman readily agrees.

The two went to the Seven Star Temple hand in hand.

Princess Anshun first tidied up her clothes, then solemnly knelt down on the futon, bowed to the statue of Sanqing God three times, and muttered something.

Hua Manman got close and overheard a few words, only then did she know what Princess Anshun wanted was to have a child.

She thought of the rumors she had heard before that Princess Anshun had been married for decades but had never been able to conceive. This matter should have become a heart problem for Princess Anshun.

Princess Anshun finished offering incense, and when she stood up, she noticed Princess Zhao's expression and smiled helplessly.

"I can't help it either. I have seen many doctors but none of them worked. Now I can only pray to God and worship Buddha to see if a miracle can happen."

Hua Manman remembered that Lin Qingzhi had predicted that Princess Anshun would be pregnant soon.

Now is an opportunity to verify the authenticity.

So Hua Manman suggested.

"I have a little friendship with Daoist Feihe from the Seven Star Temple. He is very accomplished in medical skills. If you let him show you, maybe he can help you."

Princess Anshun's eyes lit up, but then she suppressed her excitement and told herself not to have too much hope.

She has also seen many famous doctors before, and she is full of hope every time, but every time it ends in disappointment.

Disappointment tastes bad.

In order to avoid experiencing disappointment again, she can only try her best to minimize her hopes.

Princess Anshun said reservedly: "Then I will trouble you."

Hua Manman smiled and said: "It's just a matter of raising your hands, it's not troublesome."

She told Xiao Daotong next to her that she wanted to meet the real Feihe, and revealed the identity of Princess Zhao.

Xiao Daotong knew that the other party was a distinguished guest, so he didn't dare to be negligent, and hurriedly invited the two princesses to the wing to rest, and then hurried to find Master Feihe.

After a while, Master Feihe, who was wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe, stepped into the wing.

Probably because the food at Seven Star Temple was not so good, he actually lost weight again.

At this time, he was holding a dust whisk in his hand, stroking his three-inch beard with his fingers, his clothes fluttering, and he had the air of a fairy again.

When Immortal Feihe saw Concubine Zhao, it was as if he saw a long-lost relative, his eyes turned red quickly, and his voice trembled a little.

"His Royal Highness, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!"

Hua Manman didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Is the real person missing me? Or my family's food?"

Being told his mind out of the way, instead of embarrassment, Master Feihe let out a long sigh, with a rather sad expression on his face.

"Since the last time we parted, Pindao couldn't swallow his eclipse every day. Your Highness, when can Pindao go to Prince Zhao's Mansion to stay for a few more days?"

In the past, he was used to eating the food of Seven Star Temple, so he didn't think it was too bad.

But ever since I ate the food in King Zhao's Mansion, I went back to Seven Stars Temple to eat, and I felt that Wushan was not a cloud, and everything I ate was tasteless.

As a result, his appetite was not very good during this time, and he lost a lot of weight.

Hua Manman smiled and said, "Prince Zhao's Mansion welcomes real people as guests at any time."

Hearing this, Master Feihe immediately beamed with joy.

He can eat delicious fried chicken again!

Hua Manman introduced the identity of Princess Anshun and explained their reason for coming.

Master Feihe took out a pulse pillow and asked Princess Anshun to put her wrist on it, then took out a silk handkerchief, covered her wrist, and began to diagnose her pulse.

After a while, Master Feihe withdrew his hand.

Hua Manman hurriedly asked, "How?"

Princess Anshun didn't speak, but she looked at Master Feihe with anticipation in her eyes.

Master Feihe stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Congratulations to Princess Anshun, it's a happy pulse."

Princess Anshun was stunned for a while before she realized it.

She got up suddenly, her voice stuttered because of being too excited.

"You, what did you say?"

Master Feihe repeated with a smile: "Judging from the pulse, you have been pregnant for more than twenty days."