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"You are a beautiful woman, but why are you a thief?"

Zhang Zhuo, who has always been gentle and elegant, finally couldn't be as peaceful as usual when he heard Emperor Jing's words.

"You forced me to do this. Then you tell me, what mistake did our Xie family make? You actually killed my whole family with such a trumped-up charge?!"

Zhang Zhuo smiled sarcastically, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Do you really think that your whole family is right? In the past, the Minister of the Household Department once ran a deficit of tens of millions of taels in the national treasury. He only cared about the interests of the nobles, and he refused to draw up regulations to cut down the vassals. He threatened to resign in the court!

I ordered him to correct it, but he was annoyed, and refused to bear the infamy of the nobles, so he resigned and left.

He left the big Nuo Hubu alone and had no choice but to be replaced temporarily by the servant of the household department. For a time, I was isolated and helpless, and became a laughing stock.

It is the fault of incompetence that it is even so difficult to implement the subsequent tax cuts and tax increases!This is an irresponsible mistake!

Xie Jia, just so focused on not seeking change, stubborn to the end.

Xie's family is a self-conscious family of bells and lanterns. They don't sit in carriages with eight horses, drink the morning dew from snow-capped mountains, and eat livestock unless they are three months old. They think highly of themselves.

Just because of his aristocratic privileges, he can't see the hungry people, and he can't see the riddled rivers and mountains.

Xie Yunqin, you have been a commoner for so long now, but have you tasted the hardships of poverty, living in the open and living in the open? "

Every time Emperor Jing said a word, Zhang Zhuo couldn't help taking a step back. His firm eyes gradually dimmed in the flickering candlelight.

He pressed his thumb firmly against the pulp of his index finger to stop the trembling.His fingernails were pressed into the palm of his hand with such force that even the palm was pressed with a bloody crescent mark.

I don't know how long it took before he let go of his fist as if he was discouraged, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, and no longer argued.

"Since His Majesty has already seen the details, Zhuo, let His Majesty deal with it."

It was rare for Emperor Jing to lose his mind.

Arrogance, arrogance, contempt for ordinary people, extravagance, extravagance, waste, even though he was young at the time, he was still a son raised by Zhongming Dingshi's family, and he couldn't get rid of his arrogant habits.

His pseudonym is Zhang Zhuo, his real name is Xie Yunqin, and he may never have loved him.

But why, knowing that he has so many shortcomings, knowing that he has been just pretending all this time, he has already decided that his end will only be death.

After all, Zhang Zhuo is fine, but the meaning of Xie Yunqin's representative is naturally different.

But at this time, Emperor Jing still hesitated sincerely in his heart.

Zhang Zhuo knelt quietly in front of Emperor Jing. Although he bowed his head and looked down, his back was still straight, and he still couldn't let go of his noble arrogance.

Someone who really loved.

Love his pride, love his arrogance, love his unbreakable backbone.

Emperor Jing closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the reluctance seemed to be licked and burned by the edge of the flames, and he turned back into a high-ranking emperor, who could control people's life and death with just a flip of his hand.

He waved his hand, and said in a crisp tone, "Come on, take him down."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhuo, who had kept his head down, finally raised his eyes to look at him.

What a look.

This person has always been indifferent to reason, and every action he takes seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times in his mind, so that it is seamless.After all, if you take one wrong step, you will be lost forever.

The past between the two of them, thinking about it now, was all due to his calculations.

He makes you feel that he loves you six points, so you always think about working hard to make him love you a little more.But these six points are also due to his calculations, and he probably doesn't have even one point of real affection.

Emperor Jing originally thought so.

This person has no sincerity and no real feelings.

Until Zhang Zhuo glanced over, there was a slight sense of relaxation and a smile in his black and white eyes, like a breeze blowing a willow branch, like an egret's wings gently gliding across the lake, rippling in a thin circle. fine ripples.

The corners of his eyes turned red at some point, and the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned. Compared with the solemn and calm appearance of the past, he was a little more fragile.

This person who has always been extremely fragile and stubborn, finally leaked this little bit of emotion at his last moment.

His emotions are like a meticulous painting, with gentle and soft lines, moving slowly.

The corners of his eyes are slightly red, but the corners of his lips are raised, as if the burden on him has finally been lifted, and he finally dares to show a little bit of his own emotion under the layers of armor, instead of the one who seems to be masked. The prince of the mask.

Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows, and when the guard grabbed Zhang Zhuo's arm, he unconsciously blurted out——

"and many more."

The guard stopped and waited quietly.

What are you waiting for.

Emperor Jing didn't know it himself, and even he himself was a little surprised that he would stop halfway.

"Do you have anything else to say to me?" Emperor Jing looked down at Zhang Zhuo who was kneeling in front of him.

When he said this, the Ninth Five Lord couldn't help thinking, what exactly did he want this person to say to himself.

Zhang Zhuo lowered his head, lowered his eyes, didn't speak, just shook his head.

While the candle was flickering, only his trembling eyelashes cast a small shadow on his cheekbones.His skin is astonishingly white, and the small shadow of his eyelashes is more and more obvious, like a butterfly with wings.

This appearance is a meekness that I have never seen before.

But there was no trace of extra emotion.

"Let's take it away." Emperor Jing turned his head away, not daring to look any more.

Until Zhang Zhuo was taken down by the guards, Emperor Jing still couldn't recover.

You lose if you don't dare to look at him.

He is really cunning.

Jingdi thought.

After painstakingly calculating for so long, do you even have to calculate the last one?

—He must have done it on purpose.

With just this one glance, I am afraid that even if he dies, I will remember him for a long time.

Emperor Jing couldn't help feeling a little regretful, if only he hadn't seen Zhang Zhuo's last look.

Now I won't be guessing how much he has feelings for me.

Zhang Zhuo went to his death without hesitation, but he also took revenge as he wished, because Emperor Jing missed him for the rest of his life just because of his sight.

"Cut——ok! No.70 Act II, one take and one shot is ok!"

"Congratulations to Lu Li for completing the finale!!"

As soon as Shen Xiuzhi's voice fell, all the crew members applauded.

Lu Li and Xie Langfeng didn't have a lot of dialogue in the last scene, and the tension of the picture depends on every time the two people's eyes meet.

If one of these two people loses the chain, the whole scene will not be able to stand.

After all, in this scene, Lu Li's eyes and Xie Langfeng's reaction, the coordination between the two is a bit poor, and the whole scene cannot be harmonious.

Shen Xiuzhi originally thought that this scene needed to be filmed several times, and he really thought so before the filming started, thinking of filming several times to choose the one with the best effect.

Until, after seeing a shot of these two people once, Shen Xiuzhi felt that there was no need to take more pictures, this was the best.

The reserved gentry only showed their emotions too much in the eyes of the last scene. Because the restraint suppressed the whole play, the eyes were particularly warm.

The ruthless and sentimental emperor thought that he could sacrifice anyone for the sake of the stability of the country, and that he could deny his feelings if he recognized the other party's hypocrisy.

Until he really lost the other party, several years later, the emperor dreamed back at midnight, and found that he was still missing these eyes, and was still thinking about Zhang Zhuo's last eyes.

Only then did I understand what "a thousand years at a glance" is.

Unfortunately, it is too late now.

As soon as Shen Xiuzhi finished yelling "Cut", the reddishness at the end of Lu Li's eyes quickly spread to his eye sockets. When he blinked, a line of tears fell down.

But at this moment, the whole crew was smiling and congratulating him. He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes, but the tears still couldn't stop flowing down.

In the scene just now, his last look, there were too many emotions.

There is relief, there is finally admitted feelings for the enemy, and there is also the sadness of Xie's demise and hopelessness of revival, but the emotional progression must be layered, and it cannot exceed that level.

So after this scene was played out, Lu Li's suppressed emotions burst out in an instant.

A pack of tissues was handed to him.

Hands with well-defined knuckles and short and clean nails.Lu Li followed this hand and looked up, only to see Xie Langfeng standing in front of him holding a pack of tissues.

Lu Li was stunned.

Xie Langfeng had clearly cried too, his eye circles were all red.

The emperor's feelings are like the deep sea.And his love, like those secrets buried under the sea, is hidden.

this character...

It's really a bit like Xie Langfeng himself.

He is not good at speech, does not distinguish between emotions and anger, all his emotions are hidden in the depths of his eyes, like a pitch-black sky, with no glimmer of light from the sky.

Until now, his eyes were red, and the emotions that should have been put away flowed out of those black eyes like running water.

Lu Li subconsciously took the tissue that Xie Langfeng handed over, until he touched the fingertips of the other party, he seemed to be scalded by Xie Langfeng's gaze, and rarely lowered his eyes in a panic.

When you play against each other, you pay attention to the back and forth. The reason why they were able to go so smoothly in that scene just now is because at that time, their hearts were connected.

Two people can clearly feel each other's emotions. This emotion is like hitting a ping-pong ball. After one person hits the ball, the other person can accurately return the ball.

But after the play ended, this connection became vague and ambiguous again.

Xie Langfeng suppressed his confusion and prepared to leave.

However, Lu Li held his hand.

Xie Langfeng couldn't help turning his head in surprise, but saw that the other party let go of his hand as if he was electrocuted, scratched the side of his face with his fingers, and handed over the package of tissues with his other hand.

"You... your tissue, Mr. Xie."

Something flashed through his mind, stirring up a different trembling mood.

Xie Langfeng opened his eyes slightly, and subconsciously took the package of tissues.

After Lu Li nodded, he turned and walked towards Shen Xiuzhi.

When he turned around, Xie Langfeng saw the pinnae of his ears.

Bright red.

What made Lu Li somewhat unexpected but expected was that Song Jian didn't make any mistakes during the whole filming process.

I thought that after all, Song Jian before was enough to show no signs of expression, and it would be difficult for anyone to suspect him.

At this time, the relationship between him and Lu Jiusi is not confirmed, and he will not act rashly.

That night, the film crew finished work early and held a wrap-up banquet for Lu Li.

Lu Li has withdrawn from Zhang Zhuo's role, and his mood is much better, and the atmosphere of the scene is more active.After all, Lu Li has good acting skills and a good personality. He has no pretensions and is gentle. He also has a bit of Buddhism. He is very popular on the set.

After three rounds of drinking, Song Jian took the initiative to toast Lu Li with a glass of wine alone.

"Xiao Lu's acting skills are really amazing. This is Xiao Lu's first play, and it can be compared to the genius of senior Lu Jiusi back then."

"Lu Jiusi" seemed to be some kind of taboo. As soon as these three words were uttered, the atmosphere that was still active just now froze instantly.

"Speaking of which, it seems that Senior Lu Jiusi's death day is coming soon."

But Song Jian didn't seem to feel the atmosphere of the scene, and murmured rather wistfully.

The author has something to say:

The drama in the drama is over~

Song Jian, you seem like a perverted sharer. . . .

What's up, sharen's one-year anniversary =_,=

The ending is too difficult woohoo QAQ

Ahhhhh!