MTL - Please Have a Cup of Green Tea-Chapter 68 What should I do if the green tea floret really stepped on the top (33)

On the day of the finale, Huo Mingzhe came to the set as he said.

At that time, it was in the evening, and the burning clouds in the sky were red and bright, like the full and thick color of late-ripening persimmons being splashed on the sky by the painter, dyeing it into an afterglow.

The temperature is also dropping, Huo Mingzhe wearing a high-necked trench coat is blown by the cold wind of late autumn, and he makes noises when he walks.

His pace was not in a hurry, and he seemed to have calculated the time. When the assistant came out to greet him, his cold face became a little loose: "Is she finished filming the last scene?"

Assistant Xiaoran shook his head slowly, his eyebrows solemn: "Not yet. Sister Qingxia... It's very wrong."

This time, Huo Mingzhe's arrival is relatively low-key, and at Xu Chengyang's request, no personnel without a work permit are allowed to enter or leave the studio.

So the assistant could only take the man to the nanny car parked next to him to rest.

Fortunately, the location of the nanny car is very close to the shooting location, and if you stand on the roof of the car, you can still take part of the interior scene.

The landscaping of "This Heart Unrestrained" has been released, and it has been hotly searched for its rich and luxurious style.

From a distance, you can see the red walls and black tiles, and the towering temples.

It seems that because the filming is a winter scene, the crew also carried out artificial snowfall.

As a result, the entire set was covered with a soft layer of snow, and the gaps between the bricks and tiles were stained white.

Looking from a distance, there is a serene beauty of white snow inlaid with red walls and broken pieces falling into Qiongfang.

The final scene of the finale is farewell.

Xu Chengyang and Bi Ming have been filming step by step according to the plot of the script, just for the emotional progression.

Xu Youning, who was trapped in the palace, was hugged by a **** man in the middle of the night and brought to the bed.

"Jian Chen..." There seemed to be a lamp in her eyes that was still burning before it went out, "Are they all dead?"

Yu Jianchen caressed her lover's shoulder lovingly, and the corner of her lips whispered beside her ear:

"As you wish, I have eliminated those old things."

"Uncle's case has also been re-trialed, and the innocence of your Xu family will eventually be revealed to the world."

The young emperor did not tell his beloved how this shocking game between ruler and minister was like walking on thin ice, as long as he was careless, he might lose everything.

Those old worms who control the government are deeply rooted and scheming. He also differentiated and calculated step by step during the liquidation process, and only slowly stripped them of the power center by relying on the emperor's ingenuity and authority.

"How are you going to reward me, Aning?" The man put his kiss on her lips vaguely.

In this part, Xu Chengyang also consulted Bi Ming for advice, and finally unanimously decided not to borrow the seat.

Because when emotions erupt, there is a hint of hypocrisy, which will greatly reduce the effect.

Xu Youning's whole body trembled uncontrollably, her eyelashes blinked quickly:

"Jian Chen... You didn't lie to me? Can my father reverse the case?"

"Well," there was a hint of hope in the man's gentle voice. He wanted to take this as an opportunity to regain his lover's sincere treatment, "A Ning, are you happy?"

Xu Youning raised her eyes, the amber pupils were filled with water mist at the moment, and the end of the red eyes was a little bit of crystal that was about to fall, like a cicada dew on an autumn branch.

The cameraman and director next to him approached the camera and recorded this scene of the beauty's rare and fragile cry into eternity.

"Stop crying," Yu Jianchen brushed her thumb across the corner of her eye, wiping away the teardrop, "from now on, you can be my queen and my wife in an open and honest way."

However, the beauty's demeanor at the moment was a little strange under the light of the candles.

She stretched out her lotus arm, seemingly wanting to touch the man's face, but in the next second, a sudden change occurred—

A sharp dagger appeared on her other hand at some point.

"Pfft!" Violently inserted into the man's flesh and blood.

She held up the sharp blade that was still bleeding, and her plain white face was stained with a trace of blood that splashed from him.

"Ha ha…"

"Yu Jianchen, then my enemy is only you."

Seeing the man lying on the dragon couch in a state of embarrassment, blood gurgling out of his chest, Xu Youning, who had endured for several years, finally showed the first sincere smile after entering the palace.

"Why... Aning..." The shock of being betrayed by his lover was far greater than the pain he suffered. The young emperor stared blankly at his lover. He didn't understand that he had tried his best to avenge her, but in exchange for such an ending.

"Yu Jianchen, do you think I'll be grateful to you?" Xu Youning's cold and intelligent eyes finally lost all their suppleness, revealing their true sharpness, "You think I'll be so stupid that you forget, you use my father and my family's The destruction has gained the trust of the late emperor, will it be a smooth journey from now on?"

"You have imprisoned me in Phoenix Terrace for the past few years. Whenever something goes wrong, you force me to insult me ​​for fun."

"That's my love...you..." The emperor was in the age of tigers and wolves, and his sweetheart was a sparrow in the palm of his hand. Sometimes it was inevitable that love would be involved, but she never expected that she would be full of hatred.

"Love me?" Xu Youning narrowed his eyes and moved his lips, "Kill my whole family and leave me alone to love me; forcing me to enter the palace and ordering me to be happy is to love me; eliminating old officials, promoting young and strong, good reputation It says that to avenge me is to love me..."

"Yu Jianchen, the thing I regret most in my life is getting to know you."

"Can't we go back to the past?" He stared at her stubbornly, as if insisting on asking, "A-Ning, did you lie to me when you said you would reconcile with me after revenge?"

She looked at the king whose breath was getting quicker and his eyes were gloomy, and chuckled softly.

"Liar to you? Yu Jianchen, I keep my promise."

"My last enemy is you."

"If you die, I will reconcile with you."

The emperor looked at her deeply, and the flickering candles in the palace crackled, illuminating his eyes indefinitely.

"A Ning, you can't kill me."

Xu Youning's face changed suddenly, and he turned to look to the side. Sure enough, he saw a line of black armored guards already guarding the door, and the sword was cold.

The next second, she felt her wrist being grabbed by the man, pushing her whole body upside down on the bedside.

"Xu Youning, have you forgotten?"

"I was weak since I was a child, and my heart was two inches to the right. This knife pierced..." He moved closer to her lips, his voice hoarse, "Why is it so inaccurate?"

Then, his teeth sharply bit her lips, like a savage beast.

Xu Youning wanted to push him away, but found that his hand holding the knife was firmly held by him, just like he taught her how to defend herself many years ago—

"Pfft—" He took her hand and sent the knife into the correct position.

Two inches to the right, his death point.

The girl's pupils tightened a little bit, as if her breath was being squeezed by the other party.

Is he crazy?

The dagger slammed to the ground with a bang.

He was dying against the tip of her nose, his breath fading from the massive blood loss.

"A Ning...now..."

"Can you forgive me?"

"Yu Jianchen, you lunatic..." Xu Youning murmured, grasping something weakly in the air with his fingers.

"I made a will... If I die unexpectedly, someone will send you out of the palace south..." The emperor whispered, "If you want freedom, I will give it to you."

"A-Ning, I have been sincere to you from the beginning to the end... from the beginning to the end."

"Yu Jianchen, shut up," Xu Youning's chest heaved violently, "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you—"

She hated him for not being able to keep her family.

She hated him for deceiving her in Zhongzhong.

She hated him for valuing power above all else.

But why, even though he wanted him to die, he subconsciously turned the knife to the other side at the last moment?

Why is he really going to die, but she doesn't have the pleasure of getting revenge?

"A Ning... can you hug me again?" His body was too weak to hold up, and even his voice was as thin as a gossamer, "The last time..."

Xu Youning felt that his body was sinking more and more, like a fish about to sink to the bottom of the sea.

She shivered and wrapped her arms around his waist, as hard as when she secretly met him in the corner of the walled courtyard countless times when she was young.

"It's good...cough," he laughed, but a mouthful of blood coughed up the corners of his lips, staining the sheets red, "A Ning, I hope you will forget me and these sad things after you leave."

Yu Jianchen has always been a possessive lunatic in front of Xu Youning, but at this time he said with relief:

"In the future, may your heart be free from fetters, and the white head invites us... If there is an afterlife..."

"Continue."

Xu Youning closed her eyes, and transparent tears rolled from her eyes—

The camera is also frozen at this moment.

"Crack!" Xu Dao next to him sniffed and clapped his hands to stop.

There was silence on the set, except for the rustling of paper towels, and many people's eyes were a little red.

When the two talented acting groups play together, it is like a visual feast.

The most important thing is that there is no disconnection in the whole process, as if they are in another time and space different from the crew.

"Next, the emperor's funeral, You Ning goes to the south of the Yangtze River." Director Xu thought about it, "These two scenes have already been filmed by group B, and You Ning will add another snow scene overlooking the palace city from the Phoenix stage, just All work can be done.”

With the help of the assistant next to him, Xu Chengyang slowly got up, and when he saw Bi Ming's empty expression beside him, he suddenly felt vaguely uneasy.

"Qingxia?" He tried to talk to her, but he couldn't seem to find the focus when he saw her eyes.

"Chengyang, shh." Director Xu shook his head with him, signaling him not to spoil the girl's emotional state, because there was a one-man show to come.

"Yuning, after the emperor's death, you were protected and left by the secret guard he left behind, but before you leave, you want to go to Phoenix Terrace again and take a look at the palace where you have been for five years."

Bi Ming finally reacted a little at this time, and silently followed the assistant and staff to change into another outfit.

The pure white cloak was wrapped in a plain snow color. If it weren't for the redness at the end of her eyes, the girl with ice muscles and jade bones and indifference looked like a goddess who was going home on the moon.

The fiery clouds on the horizon have turned from thick to light at this time, the sun is hanging on the west mountain, and the pale red and white snow are reflected, as if everything is slowly desolate.

In the setting sun, the girl's eyes are like autumn water, overlooking the lonely deep palace from the high palace platform.

The surrounding cameras are still working, and Director Xu is still directing the camera team to switch between long-range shots.

However, suddenly, Bi Ming made a move that surprised everyone.

She suddenly walked out of the camera and came to the other side of the corridor blocked by the cordon.

There is a small lookout that extends out.

The most important thing is that when the watchtower was built, there was no fence because of the tight construction, so it was surrounded by a cordon.

"Stop!" The director immediately instructed all the staff not to shoot first, then turned and rushed towards Bi Ming, "Yan, Teacher Yan?"

Bi Ming glanced back at the crowd behind her, but did not stop.

Director Xu was in a hurry.

Damn, shouldn't it be too much into the drama, thinking of yourself as Xu Youning and wanting to die for love?

The girl stood on the observation deck, where the scenery was beautiful and the wind was strong, blowing her loose black hair high.

She raised her head and showed a very shallow smile.

Just like Xu Youning when she was young, she was clear and bright, as if all the spring light was condensed on her face.

After losing so much and carrying so much pain, she finally learned to let go.

The director looked at her profile not far away, and stopped in shock for a while.

The assistant director next to him was also stunned: "She is..."

Between the lights and flint, Director Xu waved towards the photographer: "Quick, quick, turn on the phone... Adjust this segment to a close-up of the face..."

Photographer: "No, don't you save people..."

"Pull her back when you shoot." Director Xu's eyes were hot, and his desire for this momentary shot was greater than everything else.

Because of Bi Ming at this moment, the expression on his face was amazing.

This is the new life after the lead has been washed away, the relieved smile after the endless journey.

It is so precious that it can be used as the soul of the whole play.

What is this unruly?

Neither love nor hate, no longer bound by memory, bury all pain and joy from now on, and let myself be completely free...

She is interpreting it all.

Xu Chengyang was still watching this scene with his assistant under the high platform, and his heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that the director was still directing people to shoot, he frowned and ran directly to the high platform—

Later, Bi Ming's assistant lady was in a hurry, so she hurriedly called the big guy outside.

"Huo, Mr. Huo... Qingxia seems to have an accident here... She seems to want to jump off the building..."

Staying in the nanny's car, the man who was reading the financial report on his mobile phone was startled for a moment, then immediately opened the car door and ran inside.

…

On the high platform, there is no fence behind the girl, and as long as she takes a step back, she can fall from a height of tens of meters.

She smiled and looked at the two men closest to her.

Under the setting sun, her face was like plain paper, her red lips were like fire, and her black hair fluttered in the strong wind, as beautiful as a burning bird.

But the people behind were so shocked that they broke into a cold sweat, and they were not in the mood to appreciate such a beautiful scenery.

"Xia Xia," Huo Mingzhe tried his best to soften his voice, "if you are not happy, can you come and tell me?"

"Qingxia, don't stand there yet, it's very dangerous!" Xu Chengyang was so anxious that his forehead was sweating, he never expected that she would have such serious sequelae.

"I'm not unhappy—" She tilted her head suspiciously, the sweet smile on the corner of her lips like a charming brew, "Look, I'm free!"

She said, opening her hands.

"Xiaxia!"

"Qingxia!"

The hearts of the two were clenched, for fear that she would fall off the high platform in the next second.

"What Xia Xia... Did you find the wrong person?" The girl looked at them curiously.

"Her personality has changed again." Huo Mingzhe gritted his teeth.

Xu Chengyang seemed to have understood something, so he became wise and suddenly changed his words: "Xu Youning, Yu Jianchen is not dead yet, do you want him?"

Bi Ming shook his head: "He died, I touched his body and it became cold a little bit..."

As she said that, her smile suddenly expanded: "But it doesn't matter, I can accompany him right away, as long as he waits for me at Naihe Bridge—"

Huo Mingzhe watched her feet move back, and for the first time in his life, he felt the desperation that even his breathing stopped.

Xu Chengyang lowered his face and used the tone of "Yu Jianchen": "A Ning, I am Jianchen, can't you recognize me?"

Bi Ming seemed to be stunned for a moment.

"It's his voice..."

"Come here, Aning." He smiled at her, as if Yu Jianchen said seriously when he confessed to her when he was young, "Death and life are bound together, talk to Zicheng."

The girl's eyelashes trembled desperately, as if trying to recognize him: "Hand with your son, grow old with your son... Are you really my Jian Chen?"

She hesitated and took two steps back in a bit of confusion, as if she wanted to see Xu Chengyang's face clearly.

At this moment, Huo Mingzhe became ruthless, rushed over with a stride, grabbed her hand, and picked up the person directly by the waist.

"Ah!" The girl was startled, and then slapped him desperately, "Let go of me, you let go—I'm going to see my Achen!"

Huo Mingzhe ignored her beatings and walked out directly carrying the person.

How can a petite girl be worth the strength of a tall man who is 1.9 meters tall?

Xu Chengyang frowned and followed up uneasy.

All that was left was the stunned crew.

Good, good guy... Is this a shocking melon in the entertainment industry?

"Cough," Xu Dao came back to his senses, and looked around the people around him in a warning way, "Stop gossip, do things well, and don't have any crooked thoughts."

Words are so, but the human heart is not so restrictive.

Fortunately, the non-disclosure agreement of the crew is still in effect. Most of the crew are employees of Xu Chengyang's studio, and the filming cannot enter the set. All the evidence of this earth-shattering "pseudo-suicide" was finally destroyed.

Only the shots that Director Xu wanted to keep were left.

On the other side, Xu Chengyang, who chased outside the nanny's car, was also angry:

"This gentleman, please don't be so rude to Qingxia. What she needs now is careful comfort and the guidance of a psychiatrist..."

The little assistant broke into a cold sweat after hearing it.

What kind of Shura field is this?

Huo Mingzhe was already impatient, his girlfriend in his arms was worried, and there was another one who couldn't see the situation clearly.

He can understand the attractiveness of his girlfriend, but it doesn't mean that he will condone the mad bees and butterflies running in front of him.

"The acquisition of Xingsheng Pictures, you don't want to be confused, right?"

Xu Chengyang was stunned.

"21 billion is the bottom line from your company. If you don't roll, this number will be given to your competitor."

"You..." Xu Daying's most important recent capital operation is this acquisition, which is also the basis for his plan to turn the studio into a large company that integrates production and distribution.

"Young man, don't think about running as soon as you learn to walk." Huo Mingzhe twitched his lips, his brows and eyes were as sharp as falcons, "and don't stare at people who don't belong to you."

Xu Chengyang has been smooth sailing since his debut. Whether it is acting or socializing, he is like a duck to water. Gentle camouflage has always been his best protective color.

But in front of Huo Mingzhe, who was five years older than him, he was still a little tender.

If many years later, Xu Chengyang really established his entertainment dynasty, I am afraid there is still some chance to wrestle with him.

But now—too early.

The nanny car slammed shut, and the assistant next to him glanced at Xu Chengyang sympathetically, and said softly:

"Mr. Xu, let's go first."

"That... Please help Qing Xia to keep the matter about Mr. Huo a secret."

Killing Day is over.

In the evening, the official blog released a group photo of the finale.

Everyone unexpectedly found that there was no trace of the heroine in it.

Bi Ming's popularity was hot at this time, and many fans rushed to the official blog to ask questions.

The official blog quickly explained in the comment section:

"Mr. Qingxia is unwell, so she left the crew first, and will make up some tidbits later to satisfy everyone."

In the middle of the night, Yun Zhen looked at the news and suddenly realized the subtlety of it.

"I'm not feeling well? I didn't see anything wrong with her body when I took the love letter." She smiled at the agent, "Go check it out, I think there's a lot of articles in it."

The agent was swiping his phone and suddenly stopped: "Zhen Zhen, a paparazzi told me that there was a group performer in the Xiangshan crew who took a picture of Yan Qingxia carrying a man with him."

"Hey, are you sure it's not a bodyguard or something?"

"Even if it's a bodyguard, you don't have to accompany Yan Qingxia to the two-person world in the dressing room every time you finish filming, right?"

Yun Zhen raised her eyebrows and raised her red lips: "Is she so bold? Xu Chengyang doesn't care?"

"Who knows?" The agent smiled with her, "Don't worry this time, Zhen Zhen, we have to let her enjoy the collapse of her character."

Under the same night sky, Bi Ming was nestled in the man's arms, her black hair was messily draped over her naked shoulders, and she looked at him with a thin quilt in confusion, like an illusory dream under the moonlight.

"Mingzhe...it's so strange...why am I here? Am I not filming?"

Huo Mingzhe's wheat-colored arms slowly tightened, and his deep eyes closed heavily.

"Xia Xia, don't leave me."

"Mingzhe, what's wrong with you..."

"Don't leave me, don't go filming, don't always- become another person." His delicate kiss fell on her ear, and his gentle voice hovered low beside her ear, with a little suppressed sadness.

He had thought he would not have the weakness of fear.

To this day, I see a girl who looks like she is going to ride the wind when she sees the sunset.

Like the moon in the water, the flowers in the mirror, no matter how close he gets, it will turn into nothingness.