The full-level actress dressed as a female supporting O

The happy time is always short-lived. Fu Sheng, the former movie queen who had a rare vacation, returned to the set, and the screenwriter's flying page has already arrived in her hands.

It is said that Xie Budong is working at full speed to perfect the story line for the character of Fang Qiaohe, and now he will write a part of it for filming, and wait for him to write slowly.

Fu Sheng quickly glanced at the few pieces of paper in his hand, thoughtful.

Fu Sheng guessed that Xie Budong might arrange a relationship line for her. As long as Fang Qiaohe doesn't go offline early, this character is bound to experience growing pains and emotional maturity.Originally, Fu Sheng was still guessing whether her cp would be a court musician similar to her childhood sweetheart or a conventional son and grandson descended from heaven.

Unexpectedly, the first big character she met in the new script turned out to be the eldest princess Furou who lost her husband and returned to the palace to observe festivals.

Xie Budong deserves to be the genius screenwriter set in the original book. This level is different from that of Xiaowu.

And, that's Princess Furou.

The eldest princess played by Xiang Wan died early as her son-in-law, and returned to the palace to accompany the ancient Buddha with the green lamp, but the situation in the court was changing, and the eldest princess was hidden behind everything.She was dressed in white, so weak that she seemed about to faint at any moment, but she was actually a ruthless and ruthless person.

The eldest princess poisoned her husband to death, making everyone regard her as a helpless duckweed, sharpening her fangs in the dark, and giving all the big shots who have eyes higher than grass and ignore human life a blood-sealed throat... ultimate move.

Getting on the line with the eldest princess means that Fang Qiaohe, played by Fu Sheng, has officially integrated into the main line of the film, and she will no longer be a dispensable footnote to the era.

Xiao Wu was very satisfied, but Fu Sheng still felt that it was not enough.

"Hey, the host is not satisfied yet, who does the host want to play, Princess Furou?"

There was a smile on the corner of Fu Sheng's mouth, "It's not impossible."

The phone is about to be turned on during the conversation, the scenery has been set up, and when the ambient light is turned on, the quiet and quiet inner atmosphere will come out.

Director Han really did a great job, almost all the scenes in the play were built in real scenes, and now Fu Sheng is wearing a palace costume, walking on the wet bluestone road.

Action!

A spring rain has completely watered the capital city, and moss is growing in the dark and damp place. It will be March soon, and the snow in the capital city has already melted away, but it can't stand the spring rain and makes people feel cold to the bone.

Fang Qiaohe, played by Fu Sheng, put his hands around his mouth and let out a sigh, rubbing his hands and hugging his arms, the spring shirt is thin.

Ever since she danced in the capital during the Shangyuan Festival, Fang Qiaohe became famous in the teaching workshop and was promoted to be a female official.At that time Fangqiao's gate was surrounded by stars, and people speculated that a golden phoenix was about to fly out of the teaching workshop.

Unexpectedly, two months passed, Fang Qiaohe seemed to be completely forgotten by the emperor, the gold-encrusted sedan chair came and went by the palace wall, but no one entered Fang Qiaohe's door.

No one is there.

The money of those clinging people was wasted, and they began to make troubles in their daily lives. Fang Qiaohe was ordered to run around, without any prestige.

On this day, Fang Qiaohe will be ordered by a certain senior to get her a new outfit.

The palace is too big, most of it is that Fang Qiaohe didn't go through the side road. She walked for a long time in a narrow alley, but she couldn't see the sun when she looked up, Fang Qiaohe turned completely.

In front, there was a faint sound of bamboo hitting, and finally someone was there.

Tuk, tuk, tuk...

Fang Qiaohe followed the sound, changing scenery among the pines and cypresses, and in a blink of an eye an ancient temple appeared in front of her.

The green smoke is lingering, the door is opened, and the sound of bamboo beating comes out from inside.

It turned out that someone was knocking on the wooden fish.

Fang Qiaohe didn't know that there was such a pure place of Buddhism in the palace, but she thought that it would not be too much to raise some monks and priests in this place of heaven and nobles. She clumsily folded her hands together and bowed, then bent down and walked into the Buddhist hall.

Fang Qiaohe thought about it, and asked for directions, the Buddha should not be offended.

The prayer flags fluttered, and the wind passed through the hall, blowing away a lock of Fang Qiaohe's long hair.She combed her hair with bare hands, and pinned the strand of blue hair behind her ear.

"Master, I'm sorry to bother you." Fang Qiaohe said softly.

In front of the shadows are covered by white sails, a thin figure kneeling devoutly in front of the Buddha, when he heard the movement, the sound of the wooden fish suddenly stopped.

The figure turned his head and stood up, walking barefoot on the mahogany floor, layers of gauze clothes spread out, like a lotus seat holding a holy son.

"Who is it?" the man asked, and it turned out to be a female voice.

Fang Qiaohe finally saw the man's face clearly, the brows and eyes were soft and gentle, without a trace of cold and hard lines, like a soft and delicate flower, without any aggressiveness.

Fang Qiaohe knelt on the ground with a plop, her head pressed tightly against the floor, trembling.

She recognized the man.

At that time, on the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she danced lightly in the freezing weather, and once cast a disrespectful glance at the majestic Gaotang, and that glance made her remember it now.

That was the eldest princess of the current dynasty, the younger sister of the emperor's mother and compatriots. It is said that after the eldest princess got married, the piano played harmoniously, but it was unexpected that after only two years of marriage, the son-in-law would contract an emergency, leaving the eldest princess alone. sit alone.

Princess, what a nice person.

She went back to the palace, put aside all the prosperity that accompanied her when she was young, hid in the Buddhist hall, turned the prayer wheel, and chanted blessings for her dead husband day and night.

Fang Qiaohe offended the nobleman and disturbed the princess's cleanliness. According to the palace rules, she would lose her skin if she didn't die.With her head on the ground, she knelt humbly at the feet of the eldest princess, listening to the footsteps of the eldest princess stepping barefoot on the floor.

A piece of white robe corners appeared in the line of sight, the eldest princess stopped in front of Fang Qiaohe, squatted down slowly, and supported her trembling shoulders with one hand.

Following that force, Fang Qiaohe raised his head obediently, eyes full of bewilderment.

The eldest princess smiled, her face was plain and without makeup, but it made the spring scenery in the imperial garden lose its color.

"I know you," she said.

The eldest princess pointed her index finger at the tip of Fang Qiaohe's nose, Fang Qiaohe closed her eyes, her eyelids trembling slightly.

"Haha," the eldest princess laughed, "you are that good-looking actor."

Cut!

Except for Director Han, the scene was completely silent.

In the monitor, the two people are in the same frame, the camera zooms out, the misty rain descends into the Buddhist hall and the hall is drowsy, the sandalwood incense hovers upwards, the crimson palace dress and the moon white veil are intertwined, spreading on the thick mahogany floor, two People are inseparable.

"Ms. Fu, get up quickly, be careful of knee pain." Xiang Wan got out of the role in a second, grabbed Fu Sheng's wrist and helped her get up from the ground.

This behavior fell into the eyes of outsiders, and even the staff couldn't help sighing that Xiang Wan was so polite.

Although Fu Sheng was not as famous as her, he was a few years older than Xiang Wan after all. Xiang Wan humbly helped Fu Sheng up, which could be said to be very polite.

However, the eldest princess's wide moon-white veil and wide sleeves hung down, covering the hands of the two of them. Xiang Wan couldn't help stretching out her fingers, and rubbed the inside of Fu Sheng's delicate palm affectionately.

She whispered in Fu Sheng's ear at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "Sister, I'm going to fall in love with you."