Ye Chan

Xu was snowing last night, and the weather today has been very gloomy. The light gray clouds hung down on the horizon, blocking all the light that can pass through, making people feel very cold for no reason.

Lin Zixi put on her makeup, changed her clothes and went to the set. Seeing the gray clouds covering the horizon, she frowned and said, "Director Yu, do you want to take pictures in this weather? I won't wait for the weather to get better."

Yu Ming laughed loudly: "Teacher Lin, Teacher Lin, you have changed your clothes and your makeup, and everyone is well prepared. Don't run away."

Lin Zixi had a very headache and sighed helplessly, "I am not ready to escape."

Forget it, just shoot.

Lin Zixi and Yu Ming made an opinion: "Then, let me have a play with Ye Can first."

Yu Ming nodded: "Okay, you make a paragraph first."

Lin Zixi nodded and greeted Ye Can on the side: "Ye Can, shall we line up for a while?"

Ye Can nodded, and said hello.

Lin Zixi took a deep breath, straightened her waist and stood a few steps away from Ye Can. Ye Can turned her back to her, standing next to a bare plum blossom, stepping on the snow, and wiping a sword casually.

Lin Zixi looked at her thin back, and tasted a sense of depression. She took a deep breath, closed her eyebrows and walked slowly to Ye Can.

The footsteps stopped just one step away from Ye Can. Ye Can turned his head and looked at the woman behind him. He slowly wiped his gleaming sword with his long sleeves, and said casually: "Ai concubine feels that this sword is now alone. Is it sharp enough?"

Ye Can remembers this scene. It was after she had cut a few heads in the hall, took off her court clothes, and came to the courtyard alone to clean up the blood stains.

At that time, Lin Zixi didn't know why, and followed her to Luoxue's courtyard.

Maybe she wanted to dissuade her from hurting people again, or maybe she wanted to add more fire, but it didn't matter to Ye Can.

The important thing is that she followed.

As if reappearing yesterday, Ye Can lowered his eyes, smiled coldly, and passed the sword in his hand: "If you feel sharp, how about giving it to you?"

She leaned over, close to Lin Zixi's ear, and whispered softly: "When the time comes, those people in the palace, you can kill whoever you want to kill."

Ye Can stared straight at Lin Zixi, and the surroundings seemed to calm down. For a long time, Ye Can didn't wait for Lin Zixi to speak.

Because Lin Zixi looked at Ye Can's face, and finally couldn't hold it back, he snorted and laughed.

Ye Can's eyes widened suddenly, looked at Lin Zixi and said, "Why are you laughing?"

Lin Zixi raised his hand, slapped Ye Can's face, covered his face with the other hand, and said collapsed: "I look at you every day, it's hard not to laugh!"

Lin Zixi never thought that he would act as a couple with a child who sleeps in the same bed every day, and he would still play a script written by himself.

Lin Zixi knows that this behavior is very unprofessional, but acting with Ye Can in a script written by herself is as if she is concerned about having a relationship with a paper man written by herself, which makes people feel ashamed for no reason.

So she couldn't hold back, squatting down and hugging her knees, shaking her whole body with a smile.

Ye Can didn't know where she was laughing. She sighed, poked Lin Zixi's shoulder with her sword, and said helplessly, "Get up, don't laugh, do you want to rehearse."

Lin Zixi took a deep breath, stood up and looked at Ye Can's face, reduced her smile, and nodded solemnly: "It's a row." Lin Zixi is still very dedicated. Although she is ashamed, she has made a good choice. She will still Take it down.

But she and Ye Can were so acquainted with each other. When she saw Ye Can's face again, she couldn't help but laugh again.

She covered her face, her ears were red with a smile, and awkwardly apologized to Ye Can: "My fault, my fault, I shouldn't smile, I'm sorry."

Ye Can snorted, "Is my face so ridiculous?" She stretched out her hand, held Lin Zixi's face, and asked her to raise her head, staring at her with deep eyes: "Look, take a good look. Is my face so ridiculous?"

Lin Zixi held back his smile and shook his head.

Ye Can held her face and stared at her forcibly: "Then you can take a good look. I won't laugh until I look at it."

Ye Can paused and said, "Lin Zixi, this is just a story you wrote. When you put on this dress, you are not you, and I am not me."

"You are the person in the story, the Gantang of Youwang, and her beauty."

As a screenwriter, Lin Zixi has always been the one who tells others about dramas. She never thought that there would be a day when someone else would tell her a play.

Lin Zixi looked at Ye Can's serious expression, nodded, and said, "I understand, I sorted it out, and I won't laugh anymore."

Ye Can held her face and said seriously: "Then you watch me tidy up, don't look away, we will continue to shoot after finishing tidying up."

Lin Zixi's eyes widened and looked at Ye Can without blinking. The two were close together, as if they were about to kiss in the next second.

Lin Zixi looked at her, only to feel that her ears were slightly hot as if she had been licked by a tongue of fire. She yelled embarrassedly: "Ye Can, it looks strange like this. You let me go and let me go outside?"

Lin Zixi said that he was leaving, Ye Can snorted, breaking her head to prevent her from leaving: "Don't even think about it. Only after you get used to my face will you be allowed to leave."

Lin Zixi couldn't help but stood in front of Ye Can and stared at her with big eyes.

At this time, Jiang Yue, who had just finished filming in Group B, walked over and saw them holding my face. I held your face and stared at my eyes. He sneered: "What game are you playing? ?Is it fun?"

Lin Zixi waved Ye Can's hand and looked at Jiang Yue helplessly and said, "How fun, with kids. Why are you here too? Aren't you filming in Group B?"

Jiang Yue took the thermos cup handed by the assistant, lowered his head and slowly drank the steaming red jujube wolfberry tea, blinked at Lin Zixi, and laughed: "It's over, come and watch the show."

Lin Zixi felt speechless, but at the same time, she felt more pressure on her body.

Fortunately, Ye Can's tricks before, basically wiped out her shame. Coupled with Jiang Yue's sitting in town, Lin Zixi's awareness of being a social animal also came up. After a few scenes, Lin Zixi nodded and signaled to Yu Ming, ready to start shooting.

At this time, Jiang Yue put down his thermos cup and stood in front of the camera with his arms in his arms, watching what happened next with a serious expression.

After the banquet, King You took Gan Tang back to the palace and placed her in the king's palace. But for half a month, the minister frequently wrote letters, accusing King You of seizing his man and wife and being faint and innocent.

In the face of these memorials, King You ignored them.

Until the next spring, the king was hungry everywhere, and the ministers wrote letters and directed their spearheads at the beauties next to the king.

Above the hall, the officials were impassioned, and blamed all the people who died in the royal capital on the beauties. It is said that the enchantress harms the country, deceives the king, and causes a catastrophe from the sky, and the people do not live.

Wang felt very funny. She was lying on the throne, playing with the long swords in her hands, nodding her head from time to time, as if she was listening sincerely.

The minister said half way righteously, and finally he held the jade slip to the beauty sitting in the corner of the throne, yelling: "You enchantress, bewitching the monarch, causing the harem to be adulterous and chaotic, and people's grievances are boiling. Wan Yan."

When Wang heard this, he frequently nodded, straightened up and began to clap clap: "Well said, well said."

She stood up, took the long sword in her hand, and said: "People's grievances are boiling, thousands of swords and swords..."

She walked under the jade steps, held the sword in front of her eyes, raised her hand and pressed the sharp blade with the pad of her thumb, saying all she thought: "It should be so."

As the king said, he showed his long sword, looked at the fat-eared minister in front of him, frowned and said, "Don't you think, have you been so fat recently?"

The fat-eared official was stunned. Before he could react, he saw a cold light flashing, and his brain fell to the ground. The face that had not had time to show the expression of astonishment, followed his head and slammed heavily on the ground.

With a puff, blood gushed from the big wound on the minister's neck, and the king was covered with blood.

There was a scream of exclamation in the hall, and Baiguan panicked and began to run around.

Wang’s immature face was stained with bright red, amid the pungent **** smell, she raised her hand and slowly wiped off the blood flowing from her face, and said with a sneer: “The sword is cold and bloody, it’s cold, Just use your blood to warm Gu's sword."

The officials were frightened and began to flee around. Wang sneered, holding his sword and starting to chop around, chasing the officials who had just spoken righteously and had big ears and fled in panic.

The ministers shouted as they fled: "The king is crazy, the king is crazy!"

The king who can carry the sword still went his own way, chasing them all the way to the gate of the hall, and chopped several people in succession before stopping.

The original noisy hall was emptied in a short moment of incense. Only a few broken limbs were left lying on the luxurious blankets, dripping with blood quietly.

The beauty sat on the hall, looking at the king standing at the door of the hall through the dead bodies scattered on the hall. At that time, Wang turned his back to the main hall, holding a long sword in his hand, and looking at the gloomy clouds on the horizon, he began to laugh.

The beauty heard this laughter and clasped the throne's hand. Xu was laughing enough, Wang suddenly sighed and muttered, "It's boring..."

As she said, her shoulders collapsed, like a dejected puppy, dragging the blood-stained sword towards the depths of the palace.

The beauty on the throne looked at Wang's sullen back, hesitated several times, and finally sighed and walked towards the Wang's figure. She walked quietly, consciously avoiding the blood stains scattered on the blanket, and followed the king's back to the depths of the palace.

She followed the king and watched her carry the sword while taking off the king's uniform while walking forward. When he came to the snow-covered courtyard, he took off his robe and only wore the white sleeves. After kicking off his shoes, he fiercely inserted his blood-stained sword into the vast white snow.

The blood dyed the white snow red. After a while, the king lifted the sword, walked under a bare plum tree, broke off a branch, rubbed the twigs, lifted the sword, and began to slowly wipe off the solidified blood on the sword.

The beauty stood not far away, looking at Wang Wiping Longsword's figure, hesitated for a while, and walked towards her.