After wearing a book after the half-moon shadow, he was favored on the headlines

Xue Jing kicked the seat softly and let Mo Xiaoyu dodge again.

The crew had already walked to the place where they lived.

Although Jingtian Mountain is far away in the suburbs, as a famous 4A-level scenic spot, the conditions of the nearby homestays are not bad.

Producer Li is very conscientious. He rented a red brick and green tile bungalow courtyard for everyone. Each bungalow has two earth kangs. There are even flowers and plants planted in the yard, which looks a lot like a small farmyard.

Mo Xiaoyu lived in the same room as the makeup artist, and the two of them packed their luggage and went for a walk in the yard.

"After sitting in the car all morning, my whole body hurts." The makeup artist twisted her body, making a clicking sound, and said with a painful face.

"I'm fine." Mo Xiaoyu really didn't feel too tired because his experience was all about watching dramas.

The make-up artist gave her an envious look, and continued walking while twisting. Mo Xiaoyu walked slowly, stopping from time to time to enjoy the scenery in the yard.

The yard is well maintained, and there are several small flower beds, but the flowers in the flower beds are all withered, leaving only a few scattered green plants.

"It must be beautiful in summer." Mo Xiaoyu said with some regret.

"I saved photos of this homestay, the scenery in summer is super beautiful." The makeup artist said as he took out his phone from his arms.

Mo Xiaoyu leaned over to look at the photos with her, and was having fun when a soft female voice sounded.

"Xiao Yu, what are you looking at?" Xue Jingrou asked with a smile on her face, "Can you bring me one?"

"Uh, okay." The makeup artist hesitated for a moment. She was not familiar with the actress, but she didn't reach out to slap the smiling faces. They were all in the same crew, so it was hard to refuse.

"Look, I'm going to pack my luggage." Mo Xiaoyu walked around Xue Jingrou very shamelessly and prepared to go back to the house.

Xue Jingrou immediately showed a hurt expression: "Xiao Yu, I know you are still blaming me, but I really didn't mean it..."

I wanted to save Xue Jingrou some face in front of outsiders, but I didn't expect this scheming bitch to become addicted to acting.

Mo Xiaoyu interrupted her impatiently: "I don't have that good relationship with you, please call me Miss Mo, or Mo Xiaoyu."

"There's nothing to say about what happened last time. No matter how you pretend, don't come in front of me to perform. I'm troubled by it. If you want to act, just keep your acting skills in the camera, so as to save NG and waste everyone's time."

After Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, regardless of Xue Jingrou's ugly face, he turned around and left with a cold snort.

Xue Jingrou's face turned pale with anger, and because of the presence of outsiders, she still had a smile on her face.

She clearly hated it to death, but she could only say bitterly and aggrieved: "You saw it too, alas, Xiaoyu and I had a little misunderstanding."

The make-up artist smiled awkwardly. The two of them were obviously tricky, so she should not participate as a make-up artist.

But she personally prefers Mo Xiaoyu, the makeup artist decided to play it safe: "I'm sorry, I have to go back and pack my luggage, see you later."

The makeup artist said politely and trotted into the room.

Only Xue Jingrou stayed where she was, looking at the door with stern eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu really wanted to pack her luggage. She took out the warm sticker bag, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't told Luna that she was safe.

She took out her mobile phone, but there was no signal in the room.

"It's really entered the mountain." Mo Xiaoyu sighed helplessly.

"I'll go out and make a phone call." Mo Xiaoyu greeted the makeup artist to leave, but was stopped by the makeup artist: "Don't wander around, just call nearby, I heard that there seem to be wolves in the mountains."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoyu raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, suddenly he didn't want to go out, what should he do?
"I've heard that too, but it should be fine during the day now." The makeup artist comforted.

Since he had heard it, there was nothing to be afraid of, Mo Xiaoyu let out an "oh" and went out to look for a signal.

The signal in the yard was only one bar, and it was still unstable, so Mo Xiaoyu had to leave the hotel, and he had to travel a long way to get a signal.

The moment Luna got through the phone call, Mo Xiaoyu wanted to cry, it was really not easy.

After a while, the crew distributed lunch boxes to each room, probably to understand that everyone sat in the car all morning with light side dishes.

Mo Xiaoyu ate quickly, then went to the makeshift lounge to put on makeup.

The actors are all ready to start filming.

The scene that afternoon was filming the scene in which the emperor and his party came to the mountains in mighty force.

This scene is very simple, Mo Xiaoyu just needs to sit in the carriage and act like a queen.

Even because she was angry with the emperor, she didn't have a few lines, it was nothing more than a scene where the maid asked her what she wanted to eat and drink, and she just stretched out her hand.

The filming of the scene officially started. Mo Xiaoyu straightened her back and walked forward with graceful steps. The maids surrounded by her, just stepped on the horse stool when she was suddenly supported by a big hand.

"I will help you." Fu Bo smiled at her.

"No need." Mo Xiaoyu withdrew his hand indifferently, and stretched it aside: "Bing Ning."

"My servant is here." The servant girl who played Bing Ning immediately stepped forward to help her.

Mo Xiaoyu got into the carriage smoothly, without giving Fu Bo a look the whole time.

"Crack, it's over, get ready for the next game." After Director An shouted, the staff moved quickly.

Mo Xiaoyu sat firmly in the carriage, with his eyes closed, the makeup artist applied the makeup.

The filming started soon, and Mo Xiaoyu began to put on a cold face. After the carriage drove for a while, Mo Xiaoyu opened the curtain and looked out.

If you ignore the camera outside the car window, it really feels like traveling in ancient times.

The team had a tall steed leading the way, followed by several cavalry, and behind it was the emperor's carriage, which was golden and extravagant, and after that was the queen's carriage, which was as gorgeous as the emperor's carriage.

There were other ordinary carriages and soldiers and horses behind them, the queen would not look back, Mo Xiaoyu resisted the urge to look back, and put down the curtain of the carriage with a cold face.

She kept her face up all the time, but she couldn't hold it up after a long time.

There is no other reason, she was in so much pain when she was jolted in the carriage.

Although it is a luxury carriage, the shock absorption effect is very poor.

Moreover, in order to present a sense of reality, the crew took unrepaired mountain roads. From time to time, stones hit the wheels, and the car bumped a few times.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't make any mistakes in acting, but because of this bumpy NG, fortunately, her scene ended soon, and the director focused on the scene between the male lead and the minister.

This made Mo Xiaoyu secretly heave a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel that the group play is good.

After bouncing in the carriage for an entire afternoon, the tribulation of Tunbu finally came to an end.

Next came the scene where they were stationed in the paddock. Mo Xiaoyu and Fu Bo got into an awkward situation, and they slept separately.

Just now, after talking to Li Yan in a lukewarm manner, Mo Xiaoyu returned to the bed, and the stubbornness on his face immediately turned into a touch of sadness.

"Empress, why are you bothering?" Bing Ning persuaded: "Your Majesty is also..."

Mo Xiaoyu interrupted Bingning's words in a cold tone: "No need to say any more, prepare water and serve me to wash up."

Bing Ning sighed lightly: "Your maidservant, go get ready now."

This scene passed quickly, and the next scene was when Mo Xiaoyu finished washing, sent all the servants out, and sat on the bed alone in unlined clothes.

There was only one oil lamp in the room, which was shining brightly.

The figure of Mo Xiaoyu was stretched very long, and he looked a little lonely.

For the sake of realism, Mo Xiaoyu had washed his hair and let it hang wet on his body. According to the script, it was the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and it was not cold at all, and even a little hot.

But it was actually winter, and Mo Xiaoyu was wearing unlined clothes, and his hair was still dripping, so he was about to freeze to the bone.

If it weren't for the warm stickers, she would really want to get under the quilt right now.

Fortunately, there are no lines in this scene, so Mo Xiaoyu only needs to be in a daze of sadness, and then he sighs lightly.

"Ugh."

This sigh is full of helplessness and sadness.

Mo Xiaoyu can be said to be showing her true feelings, she is too helpless, afraid of summer drama in winter, she is too sad, and now the arrangement hurts, she is still cold.

An Dao's clicking sound was like the sound of heaven.

Mo Xiaoyu immediately relaxed and pulled the blanket on the bed to wrap himself up.

Surrounded by the warmth of the blanket, Mo Xiaoyu sighed: "It's so warm."

Expressions cannot express enjoyment and happiness.

The staff were all amused by her, and Director An stepped forward with a smile: "You are doing very well, go to bed early, and keep going tomorrow."

When Mo Xiaoyu saw Director An, it was like a subordinate meeting a leader. He immediately sat up straight and replied crisply, "Yes!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone was amused again, the tiredness of the day was much less because of Mo Xiaoyu's amusing, and the day's shooting ended happily.

Mo Xiaoyu dried his hair and returned to his residence, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Mo Xiaoyu was so sleepy that he hadn't forgotten the most important thing.

She walked to the place where she was calling during the day in the dark, and sure enough, there was still a signal here.

Quickly pressed the video call, and within two beeps, the video was picked up.

"Hi!" Mo Xiaoyu greeted the camera.

Just as An Zhengye was about to respond, he saw Mo Xiaoyu's head was pitch black, only her eyes were illuminated by the light from the camera.

He couldn't help frowning and asked, "Where are you?"

"Didn't I tell you? We were filming in Jingtian Mountain." Mo Xiaoyu replied, his big white teeth looked very conspicuous when he spoke.

"Why aren't you in the room?" An Zhengye asked, frowning.

"No signal." Mo Xiaoyu pursed his lips. There was a shooting location, but it was far away from the hotel.

Thinking of this, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't help but start complaining about what happened today.

An Zhengye listened carefully to what she said, and responded with a few words from time to time, listening to her with soft eyes.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't realize that, after these few days, she became a lot more familiar with An Zhengye's words. She didn't want to be so unfamiliar before. An Zhengye noticed it keenly.

Sure enough, it is right to boil the frog in warm water.

Two people, one talking vigorously and the other seriously, neither of them noticed a person standing in a corner not far away.

"The carriage I'm in is very luxurious, but after sitting for a long time, it hurts like falling apart."

Mo Xiaoyu was still talking there, but An Zhengye's eyes flashed with distress, and he said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and go back to rest."

"Okay." Before Mo Xiaoyu could say enough, she found that An Zhengye was really a good listener, and he listened patiently to everything she said.

Unknowingly, the chat between the two changed from simple greetings to small talk.

Moreover, Mo Xiaoyu deeply realized that sharing joy is two parts of happiness, and sharing unhappiness is half sadness.

She quite likes this feeling.

"Then I'll hang up first. If you go forward, there will be no signal. You should go to bed early, and don't stay up late to work again."

"Okay, you pay attention to safety."

"Got it, good night." Mo Xiaoyu waved his hand at the camera, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything in the pitch black.

An Zhengye looked into her bright eyes and whispered, "Good night."