Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

The moonlight was bright and swaying, Jiang Zitong fell asleep quickly, and began to dream in his deep sleep.

"drive!"

"drive!"

"Get the hell out of here, anyone who gets in the way will be shot to death!"

More than a dozen big horses galloped out of the gate of the Six Princes' Mansion one after another, and a large splash of water splashed where the iron hoofs stepped on. They were the ones who rushed into the mansion before.At this moment, they were waving the whips in their hands wantonly while chasing people away.If you can't dodge in time, you will definitely be injured by the horsewhip.

The guards surrounding the Six Princes' Mansion and the streets immediately moved out of the way when they heard the sound, fearing that they would be accidentally injured at a later date.

"While the sixth prince is being dragged by the vanguard army to live in the outskirts, you guys will send the blood of the holy maiden and the holy fetus to the East Palace for the crown prince without even a moment's delay!" A male voice rang out among the horses, "The rest follow me overnight Go to the imperial mausoleum, wipe out the guards over there, and ensure that the prince can enter the imperial mausoleum smoothly in a few days."

"Yes!"

When the horse team was at the entrance of the alley, they parted ways, one team went to the direction of the East Palace, and the other team went to the imperial mausoleum.

In the direction of the East Palace and the Imperial Tomb, one is south and the other is north. The two teams rode fast and disappeared into the night after a while.

At the same time, in the outskirts, the Sixth Prince and his men were surrounded by a bamboo forest in the outskirts, separated from Bianjing City only by the last hill.

"My lord, it's not an option to go on like this. The princess is in danger."

"Well, how many of our people are left?"

"There are less than 80 guards, and less than [-] hidden guards. The messenger officer who sneaked into the city has not returned, and I am afraid that there will be bad luck. It is just the situation of the palace, no one knows."

"Order, everyone, break up into pieces, and break out from four directions. Once the breakout is successful, after the signal is sent, immediately go to the palace to report to the princess, and let her leave Bianjing as soon as possible. In a few days, the sacrificial ceremony will be held. , the prince will definitely try his best to get the blood of the saint girl and the saint fetus to open the imperial mausoleum, then it will not be something that you and I can control anymore, the world will definitely be in chaos!"

"Designed, this subordinate will arrange it now."

The deputy general was about to turn his horse's head to leave, but he saw a fast horse approaching in the distance.

"Report! Flying Pigeon Passing Letters!"

"Bring it up!"

The lieutenant waved his hand to signal the guards to come forward, and he turned over and got off the horse.After receiving the small bamboo tube from the soldier, the lieutenant turned around and handed the small bamboo tube to the sixth prince on the horse.

After accidentally catching a glimpse of the engraving on the small bamboo tube, the lieutenant stared blankly, hesitating whether to take back the hand he just extended.

Seeing his lieutenant general's expression of embarrassment, the Sixth Prince took the small bamboo tube and asked while taking it apart, "What's wrong?"

"It's...the letterbox of the Beiming Saint Clan..."

The Sixth Prince nodded, of course he recognized the letterbox of the Saint Clan.Subconsciously, he speeded up the movement in his hands, and stretched out the letter paper with four fingers.

After reading the news on the letter paper, the Sixth Prince's expression was dignified, slightly livid, and he roared in a deep voice: "Quick! Let everyone speed up and break through, we don't have much time left!"

The Sixth Prince's heart was twitching, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, or rather, he was anxious and uneasy, which was the rhythm of something going wrong.

The deputy general didn't know why, but he immediately carried out the order of the sixth prince.

The letter paper fell from the hanging hands of the Sixth Prince to the grass, and there were a few words written on it: No one in the Beiming Saint Clan was spared, and the prince knew the identity of the saint.

The sixth prince looked up at the bright moonlight, and murmured: "Wait for me..."

Jiang Zitong turned over and hit the back of his head, and suddenly woke up from the dream. Shan Yuting heard the sound, came out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his hand, and asked with concern, "Why are you so careless?"

While rubbing the back of his head, Jiang Zitong, who was reminiscing about the dream, superimposed Shan Yuting's voice with the voice of the sixth prince in the dream.

The two voices were almost identical, as if they were the same person.

She looked at her husband for a long time before slowly saying, "Husband, I'm dreaming again."

It's just a dream, at first Shan Yuting wanted to tease Jiang Zitong with a smile, but he thought of something, and asked seriously, "Is it that dream again?"

Jiang Zitong nodded, and then shook his head again: "It's not the last dream, but it feels a little connected, it's later. Can this dream be made into a TV series? It's also strange!"

With that said, Jiang Zitong roughly described the content of the dream.

Shan Yuting recorded Jiang Zitong's nightmare in the memo on his phone last time, and continued to record it this time, only to see that he joked to his wife with his expression unchanged: "Didn't I talk about it all, thinking about it every day, thinking about it at night Do you have a dream? You don’t want to shoot ancient costumes again, so you create a plot in your mind, right?”

"Go away!"

Jiang Zitong picked up the pillows on the twin bed and threw them at Shan Yuting, is there such a husband?A look of gloating!

It doesn't talk about Wude at all!

Gently avoiding the flying pillow, Shan Yuting turned around and went back to the bathroom, continuing to brush his teeth and freshen up.

However, Jiang Zitong didn't see Shan Yuting's face change after turning around, it was a bit scary.

A few days later, the news about Jiang Zitong and Shan Yuting taking their cubs shopping and being followed on the street was still calm in Yuji.Obviously, the two paparazzi following the photo finally chose to give up the chance to make a headline hit out of conscience.

Just, if you think this is the end?That would be a big mistake!

Because this is the tragic beginning of their two paparazzi careers.

Since the task was not completed, the editor-in-chief arranged for the two paparazzi to continue to follow Jiang Zitong until the explosive headlines were captured.

Jiang Zitong's "The Police File" has been finalized for some time, and the current progress is in post-production and editing. After it is finished, it will be reviewed by the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.Although she took a break for a while, it doesn't mean she won't have to work later.

It's not that Luo Mingqiu arranged four scripts, but Jiang Zitong chose a costume drama first, probably because of the strange dream he had two times recently.

The director and screenwriter's main creative team, Jiang Zitong, are in contact for the first time, and they didn't know each other well before.The director had seen her performance in the first play and felt that she was very suitable for a beauty in ancient costumes, so he named her as the heroine. Moreover, if the schedule collides, they can wait here.

The only troublesome thing was that Jiang Zitong was too tall to be a leading actor.

After all, Luo Mingqiu's identity is not easy to show in public, so Jiang Zitong took Situ Zhilan directly to the private room of the hotel.When passing through the hotel lobby, many people blocked the way for autographs because they were recognized by their mother fans.

After hearing the news, Deputy Director Liu rushed to rescue him, and fished out Jiang Zitong and Situ Zhilan who were in the outer three circles and the inner three circles, and apologized repeatedly.

However, Deputy Director Liu did not expect that Jiang Zitong's fans had a wide age span, covering all age groups.

After entering the private room, Deputy Director Liu introduced to Jiang Zitong: "Director Lin, he is the chief director; Mr. Yun is the producer and chief screenwriter of this play."

After listening to Assistant Director Liu's introduction, Jiang Zitong hurriedly greeted with a smile: "Hello, Teacher Lin, and Hello, Teacher Yun."

"Oh, that's right. The author of this costume drama himself has a lot of money, and also serves as the screenwriter consultant for this drama."

Deputy Director Liu continued to introduce to a group of people next to him with a twist of his finger: "Needless to say, in your first costume drama, you took part in three scenes, Xiangzi; The third female, Hu Xi, Meng Ya, Meng Ya has not yet graduated from Chinese opera, and the crew is seconded from the school. Almost, so I have to ask Ms. Jiang Zitong to wait here..."

Jiang Zitong greeted each other one by one. Although it was the first time they met, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, and soon she sat next to Teacher Yun.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiang Zitong learned from Deputy Director Liu that Director Lin and Teacher Yun are husband and wife, and the heroine recommender she plays is their daughter, a child who is only in the second grade of elementary school...

During the period, regarding the question of fan position, Director Lin specifically asked: "Xiao Jiang, do you want a first class or a normal fan? If the male lead is more popular, can you accept the second fan?"