In early summer of April, the weather was cheerful and pleasant. Yan Huo was invited by Princess Zhao to support King Zhao's new plays. King Zhao was not satisfied with writing the plays, so he built a theater, raised a group of actors, and sang the scripts he wrote. Now it has become a scene in the capital.

Princess Zhao and his wife followed each other, so they were almost on stage to perform. Although Yan Hu didn't like watching opera, Princess Zhao invited him, so she had to give him this face. Just this day, the old Duke gave three little kids a holiday, and Princess Zhao specially told her to take the three little guys to the opera together. So the mother and son went to the theater from the carriage.

Except for the Chinese New Year, the three little kids followed their parents to visit relatives and friends, they didn't go out much. Today, they could come out. Even Jun'er, who has always been like a little adult, showed an excited expression on her face.

Yaya wanted to lift the curtain and look out, and the maid held her little hand, "Miss, no."

"It's okay, let her see." Yan Huo said with a faint smile. The three-year-old kid is full of curiosity about the outside world. How can he stop it?

The maid lifted a little and asked Yaya to look out. Yue'er immediately came over. Jun'er hesitated for a moment and sat next to Yaya. The weather was clear and pedestrians were bustling on the long street. Small vendors on the roadside were yelling, "Selling fruits, selling fruits, not sweet, no money."

"A bowl of tofu flowers costs only three cents."

"Sugar-oiled daba, it's delicious, don't miss it when you walk."

"Selling sugar porridge, selling sugar porridge, a bowl of sugar porridge, five cents."

"Mom, candy, candy painting." Yaya looked back at Yan Huo.

"Yaya wants to eat candy paintings, okay, mom, let me buy them." Yan Hu told the car to pull the car aside.

Yaya slapped her face, "Yaya wants a rabbit."

Yan Huo smiled, "Okay, Yue'er, Jun'er, what do you want?"

"Malaysia, Yue'er wants Malaysia." Yue'er replied.

Jun'er slowly spit out two words with a stern face: "Fox."

"I want lotus flowers." Yan Hu never felt that she had to take it seriously because she was a mother. She often ate the same food as the children.

When the maid bought the candy paintings as they said, the mother and son each took one to eat.

"Crack" Yue'er was anxious. When he bite, the horse turned into three pieces, one was held in his mouth, a small piece on the stick, and a large piece fell on the carriage.

Yue'er was stunned, stared at the Tanghua'er and reached out to pick it up. Jun'er stopped him, "Second brother, my mother said that things that fell to the ground cannot be eaten."

"This is not on the ground." Yue'er defended.

"But it's also very dirty, your feet are just stepping on it." Jun'er frowned.

"Okay, then don't want it." Yue'er reluctantly withdrew her gaze and licked the remaining sugar painting with a grievance.

The maid picked up the candy painting, wrapped it in straw paper, and prepared to get off the carriage for a while before throwing it away.

Soon after, he arrived at the theater. The carriage went directly through the side door and went directly to the second floor from the back stairs. Yan Hu led his three children to see Princess Zhao, "Please pay tribute to the princess."

The three little kids followed suit and bowed: "Please pay tribute to the princess."

"Be good, so good." Princess Zhao walked forward with a smile on her face, hugged some of the three little kids in her arms, and kissed them one by one. Looking at these cute little kids, she would think, if she had been careful back then, wouldn't she have miscarriage? Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

After a few gossips, someone came again. Princess Zhao asked the palace maid to lead Yan Hu to the position. Half an hour later, the play started. This was a martial arts show. On the stage, martial artists dressed as various mythological figures, fighting together lively, swords and swords, guns and sticks blocking them.

The audience cheered constantly, and the three children were also very happy to watch, and they kept applauding. Yue'er even didn't even sit in the seat, lying on the railing and looking down, her face turned red due to happiness and excitement.

"Mom, why do they have different colors on their faces?" Jun'er asked.

"Their faces are called faces. Different faces represent different personalities. Red faces are generally loyal, chivalrous, and bloody positive characters, which are good people. Black faces are usually fierce generals. They are powerful, rude and bold. White faces are usually cunning and insidious villains, which are bad people. Silver faces are usually monsters... Everyone can see their hearts by looking at their appearance." Yan Huo said simply.

After looking at it for a while, Jun'er had a problem again, "Mom, why do some people wear long tails on their heads, and some people don't?"

"That's called pheasant feather, which is usually worn by military generals." Yan Huo replied.

Jun'er nodded and continued to watch the show.

"Mom, Yaya wants to swear." Yaya slid down from the chair.

Yanhu left a few people to watch Yue'er and Jun'er. She took Yaya to the clean room. After Yaya finished her resolving, she asked Maique to take her out first. Yanhu also solved the problem of internal emergency.

When she came out of the clean room, she found that there was a lot of people not far from the clean room, "What's going on?"

A sharp female voice came from the crowd, "Little girl, my son is the prince's son, it's your blessing to fall in love with you."

"What's wrong with the prince's son? Can you just be unreasonable and forcefully kidnapped in broad daylight?"

The voice is Maique. The little girl movie the woman mentioned refers to Yaya? Yan Huo was a little curious that the people from the royal family dared to force her daughter.

"Don't talk to her much, just grab the little girl's movie and take it back to the palace to play with the eldest son."

"Concubine Shen is such a big tone!" Yan Huo squeezed in, looked at the person who was speaking, and sneered, "The Prince Guishan Mansion is so powerful that it can surpass the law. If you don't know, you think that King Guishan is the master of this world."

This is a ruthless saying. If it is spread, the censors' memorials will probably crush the Dragon Case. Shen Meilian's face changed slightly. When she looked at it, she saw a pretty face covered with frost. It looked familiar, but more of it was strange. "You... who are you?" The two only had a few friends and hadn't seen each other for a few years. Shen Meilian no longer knew Yan Hu.

"I am the wife of the Prince of Anguo. That little girl is my daughter." Yan Huo thought that Shen Meilian could really cause trouble for King Guishan. This theater is the property of King Zhao. Today, the Princess Zhao treats her guests. They are all powerful and powerful. A small prince concubine who does not have a tail between her tail, is so arrogant. I don't know how the word "death" is written?

"It turns out that he is the eldest lady from Duke Anguo's Mansion. No wonder he looks so popular." Shen Meilian said with a smile.

"My daughter is loved by others, can the concubine force abduct people?" Yan Hu asked.

"That's possible, just joking." Shen Meilian hurriedly denied.

She really wanted to hide the past and ask Yan Hu to not pursue it. Unfortunately, her son Tang Bing was not good enough and dragged her back. "Mother, I want her, I want her, I want her, I will take her back and play with me, and be my little wife."

Shen Meilian reached out to cover her son Tang Bing's mouth, "Madam Prince, the child is ignorant and talks nonsense. There are so many madam princes, so don't bother with the child."

"Um, let me go." Tang Bing shouted vaguely, reaching out to hit her.

At first glance, he was a naughty child without education.
Chapter completed!