Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

Luo Ange sat anxiously on the second seat, looking at the stage with a heavy heart, holding a handful of pumpkin seeds in his hand, but didn't eat any of them, just clutching them tightly, the seeds were soaked in the thin sweat of his palms smooth.

That person never appeared again, but Luo Ange knew that he was still in the East Palace.How did he get in?Get into the troupe?Is he the only one?Is there anyone else?Is the whole theater troupe his people?

Luo Ange's heart was in a state of confusion, and he couldn't watch Huagu Opera, his favorite in the past. He just watched the mouths of the little Huadan and the clown opening and closing, but he didn't know what they were singing—his thoughts had already flown beyond the sky. .

Mu Ke's seat was next to him, he had no interest in the lively Huagu opera, he turned his head to see Luo Ange's face was engrossed, and the melon seeds in his hand didn't move.The prince didn't think much about it, he just thought he was fascinated by it.

Mu Ke smiled, took the melon seeds from the singer in Luo'an, and handed over a plate of candied fruit, "If you eat too many melon seeds, your mouth will dry out, eat some of this."

Hearing his words, Luo Ange seemed to be frightened, and turned to look at Mu Ke in a daze.

Mu Ke couldn't help laughing at his frightened appearance, "What are you thinking? Are you so scared? Huh? Luo Shaoqing, are you thinking about something nasty?"

Luo Ange was a little annoyed, and choked back, "I'm not a prince, what kind of nasty things would I think?!"

"Oh, so Xiaoxiao meant that I was obscene?" Mu Ke intentionally misinterpreted Luo Ange's meaning. Luo Ange didn't have the mood to argue with the prince at the moment, so he turned his head and took a piece of candied fruit, and slowly ate it.

Eyes still looking at the stage, this bang chopping woodcutter has finished, and the next martial artist has already stepped onto the stage and is doing somersaults.

Luo Ange took a closer look at his face. Although he was wearing makeup, Luo Ange was sure that he didn't know him.

Luo Ange is upset here, but the fourth prince is enjoying watching the play over there.

This kind of Huagu opera is a lively folk custom. Compared with those spring and snowy things, it has a different charm of a big pot stew. It may be difficult to be elegant in the palace, but it is very interesting and makes people happy to watch.

Mu Yuan looked at it for a while, and then turned around to see that Mu Ke was talking to Luo Ange. The two of them were very close, almost whispering.

The little fourth prince was a little unhappy, his face was uncertain for a while, then he stretched out his hand carefully and pulled Mu Ke's sleeve, and said coquettishly: "Brother, I want to eat that."

He pointed at the plate of candied fruit in front of Luo Ange.

It's not that he likes this, it's just that he wants to grab something from Luo Ange.

Luo Ange is one year older than Mu Yuan, so he naturally sees through his little thoughts.

Luo Ange's heart was in a mess at the moment, and the fourth prince's jealousy and tit-for-tat made him even more upset, so he simply picked up a few candied fruit on the small plate and stuffed them all into his mouth, and gave Mu Yuan an extremely provocative look.

Mu Yuan was so angry that he couldn't help complaining to Mu Ke, "Brother, look at him! He deliberately made me angry!"

Mu Ke sighed helplessly, pinched Luo Ange's face, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't eat so many sweets at once, be careful of toothache at night."

Then he turned to Mu Yuan, "You're not too young, so you don't get angry over a plate of candied fruit, just ask your servants to make some more."

Luo Ange won this round, and he glanced at Mu Yuan excitedly, with some sarcasm in his eyes.

Mu Yuan was so angry that his teeth itch, but he couldn't tell if he was suffering, and he didn't want to watch the show, so he just left with the excuse of feeling unwell.

The play lasted until noon, and all the troupe came to pay respects to the prince and say hello.Luo Ange took the opportunity to look around, but didn't see the person just now.

After lunch, Mu Ke went to the study as usual, Luo Ange excused himself to digest food, turned away the two servants around him, and wandered around in the garden for a while.

Seeing that there was no one around, Luo Ange turned around and walked into a small path, using the bushes to hide his figure, he quietly went to a small courtyard behind.

The buskers in the troupe were resting here, and when Luo Ange entered, the yard was bustling with activity.

Both troupes lived here, and there was a lot of people talking. The elders were talking about this morning's play with their apprentices. Xiao Dan was putting on makeup in front of the bronze mirror at the door of the house. Among them, almost no one noticed that there was an extra person at the gate of the courtyard.

Luo Ange looked around the door anxiously for a while, only to feel that there was a mess of people coming and going, and he couldn't see the person he was looking for. When he was about to go in and find the old class leader to ask questions, he suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him. Then came a series of eager footsteps.

Luo Ange was startled, and quickly recovered his senses. The next moment, someone covered his mouth. He opened his eyes wide in horror, and struggled vigorously, but the man grabbed his arm and pulled him directly to the corner of the wall.There are dense bamboos planted there, as well as artificial rocks, which are very hidden.

The thin and hard bamboo leaves brushed against Luo Ange's cheeks. After the man pulled him behind the rock, the strength in his hands relaxed a little. Luo Ange took the opportunity to break free, turned around and cursed angrily: "Who are you?" ?! What do you want to do..."

Before the words were finished, they stopped abruptly, and an unbelievable ending sounded in the air.

The man in front of Luo Ange was wearing coarse clothes, with his hair tied behind his head. He was tall, but not very strong, a little thin, but his eyes were piercing, staring straight at Luo Ange.

This is the person Luo Ange has been looking for.

Luo Ange's throat choked up, and tears welled up in his eyes, "...Lu Zhi!"

This person is none other than Luo Ange's companion, Mei Luzhi, who grew up with Luo Ange.

Mei Luzhi is two years older than Luo Ange. He ate, slept and studied with him since he was a child, and they have a good understanding.

Mei Luzhi is a good minister and a close friend.

Luo Ange trusted him very much, and before leaving, he also carefully told him to take good care of Yunle, almost entrusting half of the burden to him.

But Luo Ange never imagined that Mei Luzhi would appear in the East Palace, and he was still dressed like this.

After being moved by the meeting of the old friend, Luo Ange calmed down slowly, looked outside, saw that no one was paying attention, and asked quickly: "You, why did you come here? How did you come in?! you you……"

For a moment, thousands of words were in the heart, Luo Ange wanted to ask him many things, and also wanted to scold him, do you know where this is?Just sneaking in like this, if someone finds out, how can there be life left!Luo Ange himself is not afraid of death, but he is terribly afraid of dragging the people around him into disaster.

Mei Luzhi just looked at him quietly, and after Luo Ange calmed down, he said word by word: "Xiao Zheng, I'll take you back to Yunle."

That short sentence made Luo Ange stunned for a long time, his lips parted, but he couldn't speak, and couldn't help crying as soon as he opened his mouth.

Obviously only left Yunle for more than a month, but Luo Ange felt that he had been wandering outside for several years.Almost every night, I come back to my dream, and the dream is when I am in Yunle. Several times, I feel so sad in my dream that I can't help it. When I wake up, I find that the pillow cover has been wet with tears.

Now Mei Luzhi stood in front of him, reaching out to him and saying that he would take him home, as if in a dream.

Luo Ange didn't want him to see himself in such an embarrassing state, so he quickly wiped his tears with his sleeve, took a deep breath, and calmed down.

He lowered his voice and said, "Lu Zhi, I, I can't leave. If I escape, the crown prince... he won't let Yun Le go."

Mei Luzhi also knew this. Before coming here, he had pondered over and over for several nights whether to save Luo Ange, or to save Yunle first.

He understands that the overall situation is the most important thing, but he can't let go of Luo Ange. When he thinks of this person being abused by others in Yichao, Mei Luzhi can't sleep peacefully.

So in the end he brought a few people to the imperial city, wandered around the city for a few days, inquired about the news, finally waited for the opportunity, and sneaked into the East Palace pretending to be a handyman of the theater troupe.

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