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Inside the palace——

Huo Kerong was sitting on the dragon chair, with a group of flustered ministers and the angry emperor below.

"Huo Kerong, what are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"

"Those who seek power and usurp the throne should be punished!"

The ministers are all talking against the person in charge.

Huo Kerong stared at them with contempt and didn't take it to heart at all.

Suddenly there were several loud noises outside the palace gate, and the sound of weapons clashing together with the friction of armors.

Then, in full view of everyone, groups of soldiers poured into the main hall with swords in their hands.

The ministers looked panicked, and the emperor was also frightened.

The leading secret guard strode to the bottom of the steps, clasped his fists and said respectfully:

"Master, the palace has been cleared."

The word "purge" couldn't be more accurate. There was no longer anyone from the emperor in the palace.

The emperor naturally understood what he heard. He glanced at the soldier holding a sword next to him and forced a smile:

"Ke Rong, if you want the throne, just say so. Between you and me, it doesn't matter whoever sits on the throne."

Everyone did not wait for the response from the man above them, but they did wait for a female voice.

"What he wants is not the dragon throne."

A woman wearing an ice blue dress came out from the side, soft and graceful, charming and delicate.

There was a pair of eyes with a faint smile on her excessively white face, but the smile was completely inconsistent with her fragile figure, like a ferocious beast.

Since the woman appeared, Huo Kerong has never looked away, staring closely at her every move, as if he was afraid that she would fall apart while walking.

Gong Yulan walked to the dragon chair, raised her hand to touch the dragon's head, and turned her head to look at the person underneath.

His eyes stayed on each person's face for a moment.

The memories before the destruction of the country were awakened, and those faces overlapped with those of the people in front of them, converging into overwhelming hatred.

"He wants your, no, your lives."

The people at the foot of the steps started making noise instantly, but they were threatened by the soldiers and did not dare to make any unnecessary moves.

Gong Yulan looked away, looked at the man sitting on the dragon chair, and asked softly: "Do you think so, Your Highness the Regent?"

Huo Kerong laughed and said, "I know how to look at people when I'm calling them."

He turned to look at the person below, his eyes instantly becoming cold and hard.

"kill--"

A murderous word spurted out.

Following the order, the hall was stained with blood.

The man lying in the pool of blood let out a weak moan, desperate and helpless. The smell of blood filled the air and floated out of the main hall leisurely.

The emperor's blood-stained head slowly fell into the pool of blood, his blood-red eyes widened, and he happened to be looking at Gong Yulan beside the dragon chair.

There was a glint in the woman's eyes, and soon she started coughing violently, clutching her chest.

Huo Kerong couldn't sit still anymore, so he picked her up and quickly went to the bedroom at the back.

"Mr. Xuan."

………………

"Miss Gong's body has been exhausted..."

Huo Kerong looked grim and raised his hand to smash the porcelain cup on the table, "I will give you another chance to change your mind."

The imperial doctor knelt down tremblingly:

"Weichen will try his best to find a solution."

The regent's main palace was stained with blood, and half of the twenty or thirty ministers were dead. Who doesn't know about this?

The cruelty of the methods is outrageous.

The imperial doctor was instinctively afraid.

"Get out-"

Gong Yulan, who was lying on the bed, looked calm, "Before I die, I will definitely help you unify the Three Kingdoms. You don't have to embarrass them."

Even if Huo Kerong has used the most precious medicinal materials in the world, if he can't take care of him well, he won't be able to take care of him well. Just like his father did back then, it's useless to search for famous doctors all over the world.

Hearing her words, Huo Kerong's body stiffened for a moment, and then quickly returned to his expressionless face: "That's naturally the best."

Seeing that he was not leaving, Gong Yulan ignored him and lay down to rest.

Huo Kerong stood for a long time behind the curtain, but in the end he didn't lift it to take a look.

After leaving the dormitory, Huo Kerong ordered the secret guard next to him:

"Xun, summon the world's famous doctors."

He does not believe that there are people in this world who cannot be saved.

In the hall, Gong Yulan, who had closed his eyes, opened his eyes again. Those eyes were very clear, without any trace of chaos.

Old things from the past come to mind.

The little princess dressed in bright red satin stubbornly held a wooden sword in her hand and faced the tall emperor with a tigerish face.

"Why can the imperial brother hold it, but I can't?"

The emperor was quite helpless and just coaxed her and said, "The princess does not need to lead troops to fight."

At that time, she thought her father was partial, so she read all the military books in the world angrily.

Later, she learned that the wooden sword made of balsa wood by her father was the only weapon she could hold.

After that, the grand dynasty was overthrown, but she survived the illness.

Gong Yulan raised his hand and touched the corners of his eyes.

There should be no trace of moisture at all.

She has always been weak in this body, and her soul has long been immune to all poisons.

..............................

"Been through—"

Jing Shishu closed her eyes for a while before getting out of that state and got off the bed, "My condition is indeed much better after the scene."

Qi Wenjing continued: "The dialogue can make the emotions flow more smoothly, and the lines are secondary."

"Let's have a couple tomorrow too, if you have time."

Of course, Jing Shishu prefers to be able to shoot better, and there are indeed many benefits to acting against others.

"it is good."

Qi Wenjing had a new impression of Jing Shishu. After getting along with her for nearly a month, her professionalism was as impressive as her acting skills.

Afterwards, Qi Wenjing and Jing Shishu discussed the areas that needed to be improved in this scene, but fortunately they were all minor problems and were innocuous.

The two men were self-reflecting on their own.

On the other hand, the director and screenwriter were extremely satisfied.

Qi Wenjing returned to the dressing room and heard from her agent about Jiang Yunzhi's starring role as the second female lead in "She is the Murderer".

The economic man was very upset: "I was too hesitant, otherwise now..."

Qi Wenjing sighed. Although it was a pity, he didn't have much emotion. "Forget it, just continue to wait for the resources with peace of mind and see if the company has any."

The agent sighed several times, regretting that his intestines were blue.

If the company had international resources, they would have been given to him long ago, but they have been unable to obtain them, so Qi Wenjing has never been able to break out of the country.

"It doesn't matter if there are magazines or something. It doesn't matter if the coffee table is small. We can go out first. Don't worry too much about face."

The company felt that some small magazines were not worthy of his position, but now it was completely out of his control.

There have been so many international superstars in recent years, more than a dozen of them have come out of Country A alone.

Except for country b, which has a weaker entertainment industry, several other countries are big in the entertainment industry. Even country e, a major military power, has produced several superstars, not to mention country d, which is famous for its stars.

The agent had no other choice but to nod in agreement and turn around to contact the company.