A: Little Lizzie, I think the program tonight is really good and I am so happy.

B: What, what, what's wrong with you? I've seen too many biographies of Zhen Huan …

It's nothing to me. It is the members of our art troupe who really perform this biography.

B: Then let's have a look!

A: Come on, help me with my palace back!

B: Hey!

(Music)

Zhen Xuan: Huanbi, what do you think of my embroidered handkerchief?

Huanbi: Go back and show it to the young master. His craftsmanship is excellent. I think the emperor will like it when he sees it.

Zhen Xuan: You, your mouth is sweet again! See if you can speak so well when you get married in the future.

Huanbi: Qi, what are you talking about? I am too young to get married so soon.

Zhen Xuan: Let everyone have a look. You have big eyes! If you want to get married, get married quickly, but don't enter the palace as deep as the sea, as deep as the sea!

(Huan Bi turns back)

Huan Bi: Master, Xiao An mainly wants to see you.

Zhen Xuan: Please come in.

(An Lingrong debuted)

An Lingrong: An Lingrong met her sister.

Zhen Xuan: Sister, please get up.

(Two people holding hands, squatting twice, An Lingrong seated)

Zhen Xuan: Sit down.

Zhen Xuan: I haven't seen my sister all day. How did this voice change?

An Lingrong: My sister doesn't know. Recently, my sister's throat disease has occurred again. Even the emperor hasn't visited me for several days.

Zhen Xuan: Throat disease? Didn't you just do hemorrhoids surgery last month? Why did it recur so soon? Huanbi, I'll go to Tai Hospital later and ask Master Wen to open some Martin throats for the young master.

Huanbi: Young Master, we have it here.

Zhen Xuan: Great.

(Huan Bi raises the fire extinguisher to aim at An Lingrong)

An Lingrong: Sister is really blessed. She has whatever she wants. Unlike Ling Rong, she is humble and has always been looked down upon. However, I'd better keep this Martin throat cream for my sister's own use. You see, sister, my voice has recovered and I can still sing.

(singing slightly)

Zhen Xuan: It's so vulgar. However, my sister's voice is as clear as an oriole, and even this dance is like a super queen in the palace! (Pay attention to the tone) Come on, have some tea to moisten your throat.

An Lingrong: Huh? What kind of tea is this? Unlike the snow top that my sister often drinks on weekdays, it is green!

Zhen Xuan: Try it first and see if you like it.

(An Lingrong drinks tea and turns to spray)

An Lingrong: Tea is good, but when Lingrong drinks it, it always smells like bird droppings.

Zhen Xuan: I usually know that my sister is good at making incense. My sister said so today. It seems that my sister ate a lot of bird droppings. This is this year's western tribute tea, called Ding Xue Coffee, and the emperor only gave it to me.

An Lingrong: How dare Ling Rong compare with her sister? Let's leave this cup of snow coffee to her alone. Sister, look, Empress Hua Fei is here. I don't usually associate with her, so Lingrong excused herself.

(Get up and salute and leave)