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Suddenly, a wave of cheers erupted outside: "Master Wenxin is here!"
The Huai'an Princess perked up, quickly rising to her feet and moving to the window. She opened it and looked down, then turned back to wave at Jiang Xi, excitedly saying, "Lady Jiang, come look! Master Wenxin is on stage!"
Jiang Xi walked over to the window, following the Huai'an Princess's gaze toward the grand courtyard where a stage had been set up.
On the stage stood a tall and slender young man, his beauty striking even when he wasn't smiling, exuding an almost enchanting charm.
The term "extraordinary talent" was truly well-deserved.
As soon as Master Wenxin took the stage, the Huai'an Princess eagerly introduced him to Jiang Xi: "Don't be fooled by his young age; he has been famous for six years already."
Jiang Xi nodded in agreement, saying, "Six years of enduring fame shows that Master Wenxin must have some real talent beyond just his looks."
Curiosity got the better of her, and she couldn't help but ask, "I'm just a bit curious—does Master Wenxin not need to wear makeup when performing?"
As a devoted fan, the Huai'an Princess patiently explained, "He doesn't like heavy makeup; he only puts on a light layer before going on stage. Plus, Master Wenxin has quite a temper and does things as he pleases, never giving anyone face."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi couldn't help but wonder. How could someone so arrogant and proud agree to become a male consort in King Qin's Mansion in his past life?
From below, someone shouted, "Master Wenxin, how about singing 'The Celestial Match' today?"
Yet Wenxin seemed oblivious to the call, ignoring it completely.
The Huai'an Princess continued to watch intently and said, "Master Wenxin is quite eccentric; he usually doesn't like to sing about love or emotions. Even if they shout until their throats are hoarse, it won't make a difference."
Jiang Xi was astonished and asked, "Does he really have such a bad temper? The guests at Qingyin Pavilion are all wealthy and influential; does he dare act like this in front of them?"
The Huai'an Princess nodded in affirmation. "There must be some background to him, but I don't know which forces are backing him. In any case, he has encountered quite a few incidents since rising to fame over the years. There are some nobles in the capital who appear respectable on the surface but harbor some hidden vices, and they have certainly had their thoughts about Master Wenxin."
Jiang Xi couldn't help but let her gaze fall upon Wenxin's face, which was even more beautiful than that of a woman. She recalled what Fong Yang had said during their meal and began to speculate: could it be that Master Wenxin's support came from Fong Yang?
If that were true, how could Fong Yang allow him to be captured by King Qin and turned into a male concubine? Jiang Xi found herself puzzled and even more curious about Master Wenxin.
At that moment, a melodious voice rang out from the stage as Wenxin boldly declared, "What I sing is my business; what you listen to is yours. Why so many demands?"
The guest who had just heckled him seemed to understand his temperament; upon hearing this, he was not offended but rather became even more enthusiastic.
Someone shouted, "It's no fun for Master Wenxin to sing alone; he should have a beauty to accompany him!"
Wenxin shot a glance at the speaker and disdainfully replied, "Is my appearance not beautiful enough?"
As soon as those words left his mouth, the men in the audience burst into laughter, all shouting, "Beautiful! Beautiful! Of course, beautiful!"
These young nobles resembled those in plays who fawned over courtesans, displaying their ridiculousness.
Jiang Xi suddenly noticed that all the guests below were men. She turned to the Huai'an Princess and asked, "Why are there only male guests seated below? Is it because women can only book private rooms to avoid suspicion while listening to the opera?"
The Huai'an Princess nodded. "That's the rule of Qingyin Pavilion. I heard it was set by Master Wenxin himself; private rooms are only prepared for women. However, they are quite expensive, so not just anyone can come."
Jiang Xi quietly observed the stage and thought to herself that Master Wenxin was indeed a person of great principles.
Suddenly, Wenxin's heavenly voice filled the stage. His singing seemed to possess a magical power that instantly silenced all the noise and commotion in the venue. Everyone's eyes were fixed intently on Master Wenxin on stage.
The long, slightly unruly voice made Jiang Xi unconsciously perk up her ears.
The Huai'an Princess wore a mysterious expression as she leaned closer to Jiang Xi and whispered, "Isn't he singing beautifully? But honestly, I prefer his face over his singing."
Jiang Xi was momentarily taken aback. The Huai'an Princess pointed downwards and said, "Look at the people here; who isn't here for Master Wenxin's charm? How many are truly here to listen to the opera? To be honest, my esteemed mother, Princess Chang, has also had her eye on Master Wenxin."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi felt a bit stunned and fell silent for a moment.
She couldn't help but sigh inwardly; beneath the surface of this seemingly glorious life lay countless filth and sordidness.
The estrangement between Princess Chang and her daughter, the discord between husband and wife, and the Eldest Princess abusing her power—these were merely the tip of the iceberg of unspeakable matters hidden beneath the surface. It was indeed true that every family has its own difficulties.
Seeing Jiang Xi's expression, the Huai'an Princess chuckled awkwardly and said, "Forget it; family scandals should not be aired in public."
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out: "King Qin has arrived!"
Except for Wenxin, who continued to sing undisturbed, everyone else turned to look, automatically parting to make way. Some people even stood up involuntarily to pay their respects.
Jiang Xi followed the sound towards the entrance of the theater and saw a man dressed in luxurious brocade robes striding in amidst a group of guards. His solemn gaze fell directly on the stage as he silently listened to the melodious singing of the handsome young man.
The Huai'an Princess frowned tightly, her face filled with confusion as she said, "What is King Qin doing at the theater? I’ve never heard that he enjoys opera."
But Jiang Xi knew that King Qin was the peculiar nobleman mentioned by the Huai'an Princess who sought male companions. She thought to herself that things were indeed unfolding just like in her previous life; she was curious to see how Master Wenxin would handle such a person.
She then turned back to her table and gently picked up her teacup to sip her tea. In her heart, she contemplated that coming to listen to opera was secondary; watching the performance was what truly mattered.
The Huai'an Princess looked at Jiang Xi in confusion and asked, "Lady Jiang, what do you mean by that? Did you know King Qin would come?"
Jiang Xi shook her head, silently staring at the stage outside, and softly said, "Don't worry, just enjoy the show."
The Huai'an Princess glanced at Jiang Xi with suspicion, pondering to herself that this calm demeanor was increasingly reminiscent of the Regent. Could this be what they call a couple's resemblance?
At the gathering, the guests stirred slightly at the sudden arrival of King Qin, while on stage, Wenxin seemed completely unfazed. Just as he finished a song, several guards from King Qin pushed through the crowd and spoke forcefully, "Our King Qin requests Master Wenxin to come to the private room for a discussion."
The guests on stage exchanged glances, whispering among themselves.
"King Qin suddenly arrives at Qingyin Pavilion; could it be for Master Wenxin?"
The Huai'an Princess furrowed her brow and said with concern, "Master Wenxin shouldn't have done anything wrong, right? Judging by the guards from King Qin's Mansion, they are definitely here for him."
Yet Wenxin maintained his carefree demeanor, lazily asking, "May I ask what your lord is seeking me for? I am currently performing."
The guard, emboldened by his authority, shouted angrily, "Our lord personally came to invite you out of respect. Don't be ungrateful!"
The Huai'an Princess continued to praise from her seat, "As expected of Master Wenxin; he fears no power and carries himself with such integrity."
Jiang Xi smiled faintly and turned to Han Shuang, who had been standing like an invisible person behind the screen. She instructed, "Go down and take a look."
Upon hearing Jiang Xi's command, Han Shuang stepped forward and accepted the task.
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