Drifting Towards You

After Su Xiang's evening, director Zheng Yulong was also taken aback.

He lowered his head and looked at Su Xiangwan's information, then raised his eyes and carefully looked at the woman on the stage, frowning slightly.

The producer on the side could not help but whispered: "This woman is beautiful, but she is too coquettish, and she is not suitable for Ouyang Xue's role at all."

The screenwriter nodded and said: "The moment I saw her, I felt this way. But although Ouyang Xue is not suitable for her, the heroine of my new drama is quite suitable."

Zheng Yulong did not rashly give a conclusion: "Look at it first, then say it."

After Su Xiangwan walked onto the stage, he fell silent for a moment.

Everyone in the audience only felt that for a moment, the breath of her body had undergone a noticeable change.

She stood beside a cluster of flowerbeds in the imperial garden, facing the audience below the stage sideways, her golden phoenix robe polarized, her head slightly lowered, revealing a long snow-white jade neck, and carefully trimming the peonies in the flowerbed.

Because of her face sideways, everyone couldn't see her face.

However, she just stood there so quietly, but there was dust and coldness from her bones, no longer the coquettish and charming before.

Everyone stared with breathlessly, following her gaze involuntarily, falling on the peony that did not exist in the flowerbed.

She is holding a pair of golden scissors, her fingers are very white, her ring finger and little finger are respectively wearing exquisite golden enamel armor sets, which are slightly tilted up, as if there are really luxuriant peonies on hand.

Zheng Yulong squinted his eyes slightly, and there was more interest in his eyes.

It's a bit interesting. The stage is very simple, but when the woman stops, it seems that there are golden bricks and jade tiles, pavilions and pavilions all around.

Inside the towering palace walls, in the imperial garden, the rockery and the gurgling streams, even the staff standing in the distance, suddenly seemed to become palace people looking down and standing still.

At this time, the general who happened to pass by the imperial garden hurriedly stopped.

Seeing her lost for a long time, her voice trembled slightly: "Chen, see... Empress Empress."

Su Xiangwan still turned her back to him, as if she hadn't heard it, but people who looked closely could still find that her hand trimming the flowers gave a slight pause.

But soon, she returned to normal again, her voice calm, without any waves: "Flat body."

The general slowly got up, his eyes drooping slightly.

Su Xiangwan didn't turn around, looked at Peony in front of him, and spoke naturally, as if asking an unimportant question, without making any waves.

"How have you been recently?"

"The minister is all well."

Su Xiangwan nodded, finally put the scissors aside and turned around.

At that moment, everyone choked their breath and watched her lose consciousness.

She is bright and beautiful, like a thick ink and rich color, wearing a halo and a phoenix crown on her head, gorgeous and compelling.

Unlike Zhao Xinning's plain and gentle, she is extremely luxurious and dazzling.

Those luxurious and dazzling accessories have all become her embellishments. Once the queen's majesty is fully displayed, there is a phoenix to the instrument, which is like this.

However, she was lonely, her brows were stained with alienation and indifference, but when she looked at the general, she had a touch of concern and gentleness.

Ruo said that Su Xiangwan has been leaning on his side just now, avoiding his face.

But at this moment, turning around, she faced them directly.

Surprisingly, that face that should have been unsuitable for people, but it seemed so right.

In contrast, Ouyang Xue, played by Zhao Xinning, looks like a faded old photo. Although simple and elegant, he always feels that he can't hold up the phoenix crown on his head.