Burst! the Actor Was Won By the Newcomer

In the original script, Yu Wenyao changed into men's clothes before coming out of the palace for the convenience of her journey. The store mistook her for a man, so she proposed to let the two spend the night together.

Now the Yu Wenyao he plays is indeed a man, some unnecessary entanglements and scruples can be omitted directly.

So Fang Zhi glanced at the person beside him.

It doesn't matter to him, it's his identity...

Seeing the young man looking at him, Zhuang Mu couldn't help but smile, and said to the shopkeeper in front of him, "Please ask for that room."

The shopkeeper said yes, and led the two to the room on the second floor. Along the way, he enthusiastically introduced the Flower God Festival to the two.

"The Flower God Festival is the biggest festival in our county. Bless the flowers and trees in the next few years, and the harvest will be plentiful. By the way, we will hold a lantern show tonight. If you have dinner, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the front street. ,” the shopkeeper blinked at them, “maybe we can meet the destined person.”

After sending the two to the room, the shopkeeper didn't bother them any more, saying that if there was anything, they could ask the shop assistant to deal with it at any time, and then left.

The room is clean and spacious, more than enough to accommodate two people.

There is no main plot at the moment, Fang Zhi walked around the room, touched here, touched there, and finally sat down at the table, turned up the teacup on the table, lifted the teapot and poured a full cup Tea.

The tea is boiling hot, and after being poured into the cup, warm water mist rises.

Fang Zhi held up the teacup to observe the light carefully, and tried to drink the tea in the cup.

But it was the same as the glass of wine in the audition, I didn't taste anything.

Lin Ji didn't speak, just watched the young man wandering around in the room quietly, and remembered that before the performance started, his friend told him that the owner of the house seemed to touch everything twice, and couldn't help laughing out. Voice.

Fang Zhi didn't realize that there was another person in the room until then. He put down the teacup and looked straight at the other person.

Lin Ji met his gaze, walked to the seat opposite him and sat down, smiling at the young man.

"Thank you."

Fang Zhi glanced at him, opened another cup, and poured him a cup of tea as well.

Lin Ji took it with a smile.

After that, neither of the two spoke a word, but the atmosphere was strangely free from embarrassment.

There is even a subtle harmony.

As night fell, the two had another highlight in the lantern show.

Zhuang Mu leaned against the window, watching the lanterns lit up and hung high, turned his head and smiled slightly at Yu Wenyao and extended an invitation: "Why don't you go out for a walk?"

The latter agreed.

Both Zhuang Yu and Zhuang Yu are handsome in appearance and have a good temperament. Walking on the street full of lanterns, they form a scenic spot of their own, attracting many girls to turn their heads sideways, or pull their boudoir friends to whisper to each other with a blushing face.

When passing by the Temple of Flowers, the two of them also went in with the crowd to worship.

Speaking of the severe drought more than 20 years ago, there have been no major epidemics or disasters since then. Every year, the weather is good, the grain is plentiful, and the country is prosperous and the people are safe.

Zhuang Mu naturally hopes that his people can live such a life.

So the expression on his face became more pious.

The young man looked at the serious and focused side face of the emperor, and his attention was completely attracted inadvertently.

After the two of them worshiped the Flower God, they didn't walk very far from the temple, when they saw a high platform not far away, with people surrounded by three circles inside and three circles outside, it was very lively.

Yu Wenyao was usually used to being quiet, but now she had something secretly hidden in her heart, and she wanted to join in the fun.

In fact, Zhuang Mu didn't like places with many people, but when he saw Yu Wenyao walking there, he also walked there.

Just take it as a taste of the local customs.

As soon as the two got closer, they saw a petite woman standing on the high platform, shaking off a bright red cloth in her hands.

Zhuang Mu looked at the onlookers beside him and asked what the woman was holding.

"That, it's the flower god weaving," the person who was asked answered enthusiastically, with obvious pride and pride in his tone, "before the flower god festival, we will pick out twelve people with the best craftsmanship, and use Twelve different flowers are embroidered on silk cloth of various colors with a unique technique, and then sent out during these few days and nights."

"It is said that those who get the flower god weave will soon have luck befalling them!"

"So that's the case." Zhuang Mu nodded with a smile and thanked him.

"There are three legends about the Flower God Festival, and this is one of them," the man continued to introduce to Zhuang Mu with interest, "The second is that if two people worship the Flower God together, and they still think about the same If things happen, they will be together for a long time."

"What about the third one?" Zhuang Mu asked.

"Have you seen this long street with lanterns?" Enthusiastic residents raised their hands and gestured

Next, "It is said that people who walk the entire length of the long street will meet their destined person immediately after counting silently under the lantern."

Zhuang Mu finally understood now, what the innkeeper said was referring to this.

He smiled again and thanked him.

Just at this time, the woman on the high platform made a ball of red silk cloth in her hands and threw it up high.

Everyone's eyes were closely following the bright red.

During the fall, the night wind spread the red silk cloth.

Zhuang Mu originally planned to watch from the sidelines, but when he watched, he realized that the red cloth was about to fall on Yu Wenyao's body.

But the latter seemed to be thinking about something, the whole person was clearly in a state of distraction, and he didn't have the slightest perception of what was happening around him.

Zhuang Mu rushed towards the young man without thinking, and called his name at the same time.

"Wen Yao!"

Yu Wenyao suddenly recovered.

It's just that the red silk had already landed on top of his head, and the vision in front of him was replaced by a whole piece of bright red in an instant.

The sudden change made him flustered, and he struggled with his hands and feet almost instinctively, as if he wanted to break free from the big net that trapped him on this side.

His movements were too big, and Zhuang Mu came in a hurry.

As soon as he lifted the corner of the red cloth for him, he was caught off guard by Yu Wenyao and bumped into him, and his whole body was brought to fall backwards.

Zhuang Mu didn't have any other thoughts in his mind, he just stretched out his hand while falling down, trying to protect the young man who hit him.

The bright red flower god weave was blown up by the wind.

fell again.

But this time it covered two people.

Yu Wenyao supported Zhuang Mu's side with both hands, with an extremely surprised expression on his face, and even looked dully at the man who was pushed under him.

The surrounding light shines through the red cloth into this small space, turning into an ambiguous red.

The faces of the two were extremely close, and their breaths were directly entangled.

Outside there was an uproar and uproar, but in Yu Wenyao's mind, only the sound of her heart beating faster and faster could be heard.

How is this going?