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Counting other expenses, Qi Lan spent at least 1 million yuan to film this show, which made Cheng Cheng sigh.

Her goddess is really rich, a proper local tyrant!

Cheng Cheng said that she would hug the local tyrant's thigh tightly and let the local tyrant take her to fly!

As for whether he would be in debt, Cheng Cheng never thought about it.

As long as it is Qi Lan's decision, Cheng Cheng will obey it unconditionally. This is the consciousness of being a fan!

The author has something to say: Well, be more careful~

Chapter 31

The next shoot was boring.

It is said that there is no time in the mountains, and this kind of closed shooting also makes people feel the passage of time.

From summer, all the way to autumn.

When the leaves wither and yellow, it is also the last scene.

When the heroine Zhao Huailing usurped the throne, it was in the chilling autumn, accompanied by withered and yellow leaves, the emperor who symbolized the pinnacle of male power died at the hands of her daughter.

This scene was the worst to shoot.

That is to say, Cheng Cheng has already been well integrated with the role of Zhao Huailing, so he has the courage to touch this scene.

In fact, in this scene, Cheng Cheng's opponent is a real veteran.

Qi Lan is a real local tyrant, plus he has a lot of connections. In this play, all the older and important roles in the play, Qi Lan invited seniors with extremely high acting skills.

The old seniors didn't ask for much money, but they were very good. From Cheng Cheng's point of view, the acting skills of these seniors definitely reached the standard of a first-class actor.

It can only be said that he was born at the wrong time, with acting skills, but no corresponding opportunities. He is obviously a top-notch actor, but he can only be a pearl in dust.

"The last scene can be finished after the performance, so work hard."

Qi Lan is in a good mood today. After two consecutive months of filming, she looks relaxed, but in fact she is under a lot of pressure. If she can finish the filming, she can also rest well.

Cheng Cheng nodded, looked at Teacher Liang Bing who was already sitting on the dragon chair to test Emperor Zhao Xiande, and took a deep breath, "I will try not to be suppressed by Teacher Liang Bing."

The aura of a first-class actor is very strong. It is already very good for an ordinary newcomer to maintain a sense of presence in front of a first-class actor.

"I believe you can, you always surprise me."

Qi Lan raised her hand, wanting to touch Cheng Cheng's head, and turned a corner halfway to touch Cheng Cheng's shoulder.

There is no way, Cheng Cheng has a headgear on his head, and various jewelry. The phoenix on the hairpin is very difficult to touch, so I can't touch it.

Cheng Cheng nodded, her eyes were burning with fire, nothing could compare to Qi Lan's words of belief, as long as Qi Lan wanted to, she would try her best to do it.

The last game, with the record playing, began.

The door of the main hall was pushed open from the outside, and a woman dressed in fine clothes walked in expressionlessly. Her figure was not burly, but her aura quietly filled the entire palace.

The palace is empty, only the emperor who used to be aloof sits on the lonely throne.

"Father, you should come down."

Zhao Huailing said rebelliously, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and there was a mocking coldness in her phoenix eyes.

Emperor Xian De opened his eyes.

How to describe it? Emperor Xian De just now was a squinting lion. Now that he woke up, his aura seemed to be roaring, roaring through the forest, announcing who is the king of this world.

The aura and aura are very illusory things, but they really exist.

If you have been in a high position for a long time, you will feel angry all over your body. What's more, this man is the monarch of a country, and he is the god of the country.

What is she going to do today?

Not to be outdone, Zhao Huailing took two steps forward. She, who had just begun to look like an emperor, looked like a lion who had just grown up.

The law of the jungle is survival of the fittest, just like the law of the human world, the strong go up and the weak go down.

In the old age of a male lion, he thinks he will die of old age, rather than occupying the throne, and he is not willing to entrust his rights to a lion in his prime.

"Nizi, as the national teacher said, you are the lone star of the gods." Emperor Xiande maintained the dignity of the emperor, aloof, and in his eyes, he never had this daughter. "I hate it, but your brothers are too incompetent to let a woman take over! Today's palace change was caused by you alone, and you want to rebel and kill the king?"

Zhao Huailing did not expect Emperor Xiande to be so calm when his death was imminent.

"Father, it's not that the brothers are incompetent. It's because the father is too wise. The brothers are not in a hurry. I know that the father does not want the brothers to inherit the throne, and does not want to give the hard-earned country to your son for nothing. "Zhao Huailing stepped forward step by step, and walked up the steps step by step, "In this case, how about the daughter fulfilling the wish of the father and giving the country to the daughter?"

"Hmph, killing your father and brother, slaughtering the northern border, and destroying the thirteen vassals, how much royal blood is on your hands? My daughter, you have no virtue to be the emperor." Emperor Xiande said here, the corner of his mouth Twitching slightly, his eyes were full of hatred for Zhao Huailing.

His rights should not be encroached upon by others.

"Isn't the father the same way? Didn't the prince of Dazhao also die at the hands of the father? I just walked the old road of the father. When it comes to being virtuous, how can I compare with the father."

The sarcasm in Zhao Huailing's eyes became more and more, and what was revealed at the same time was his ambition for the imperial throne.

"Emperor Xiande, father always likes to deceive himself and others. What kind of virtues do you have? Exterminate loyal ministers, cede land and pay compensation, be immoral and immoral, even the best son, you are jealous and kill yourself, but tell me, what do you have? What virtue?"

Zhao Huailing thought of his mother and his brother.

Most of the emperors in the world are like this, extremely ruthless, for his rights, he can become a savage without emotion.

Emperor Xian De seemed to have been stabbed in the wound, his eyes were red with anger, and he no longer lost his calmness just now.

He looked at his beloved daughter with hatred, "Your brother, my first son, I made him the crown prince, and I gave him the most noble position in the world besides me. Everything I want! He is my most beloved son!"

"However, he wants the throne. He is rebellious and wants to overthrow his father! He is greedy. I have given him so much, but he is still not enough! I don't want to kill him either. I gave him a chance, but he didn't want to kill him." Know how to cherish. Death is his own fault."

It seems to be convincing yourself, maybe, it is convincing yourself.

Emperor Xian De used this method to convince himself for nearly ten years.

From the grief when he cut off his son's head with his own hands, to the indifference now, how many times has he told himself this lie?

Too many times, so he believed it himself.

Zhao Huailing sneered, looking at his father's eyes, as if looking at a mad dog.

Is this her father? The once indomitable emperor is now in such a state of embarrassment!

"I also gave you a chance, father. You are dissatisfied, and you are obsessed with the throne and refuse to give up your position. So today, I will kill you, just like you killed your brother."

Zhao Huailing is not innocent.

Her innocence was born and died in this family.

It was Emperor Xian De who destroyed a good house with his own hands, and it was also his own hands that turned her into an evil ghost.

Emperor Xian De didn't want to die, but he couldn't say anything more.

Black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his breath became weaker and weaker. He had already swallowed the meth, just to not die in the hands of his daughter.

"You can't kill me...you can't kill me..."

These five words were the last words of Emperor Xian De.

Zhao Huailing looked at his father who died with regret, showing a trace of weakness.

She still remembered that when the grass was growing and the warbler was flying, this man carried her on his back and ran in the garden, surrounded by many eunuchs and maids, advising him to pay attention to the body of the dragon, but he didn't listen, just like the father of an ordinary family, taking his own The daughter carried it on her back and kept it in her heart.

Mother likes to be a female celebrity, and occasionally sews some sachets for them. When mother is alive, they will always have the same fragrance.