I abducted a mistress to go home

A few minutes later, Ming Hua felt that the time was almost up, so he clapped his hands and stood up, looking at Jing Rong peacefully, "Okay, it's time to go back and shoot."

"Oh." Jing Rong nodded obediently.

After adjusting the state, the two of them passed quickly, and the two of them were able to control their emotions very well. Although their feelings for this drama were a bit complicated, it was not difficult to show the desired effect.

Time passed quickly under intense shooting, because there were several locations, so I changed several locations to shoot the scene, but finally returned to Hengdian, and filmed in the erected imperial palace.

And by this time, only the last few scenes were left.

"Let's be more active." The rare Minghua smiled, and clapped her hands to attract everyone's attention, "It's the end, the filming will be over in a few days, and I will work hard at the end. I will treat everyone to dinner after the filming is finished."

"How can I invite you?" Liu Che lazily leaned aside and touched his nails, and showed a treacherous smile to Mu Jinzhao who was squatting next to Jing Rong, who didn't know what to do, "Of course I want to eat the big head." Is it not?"

Mu Jinzhao was stunned for a moment, turned around to look at Liu Che, then raised his eyebrows and showed a sharp smile and said, "Okay, you can pick whatever location you want, and I will pay for it!"

"Hahahaha." Everyone smiled relaxed when they heard this, but they still looked at the chief director.

Minghua glanced at Mu Jinzhao, and said with a smile, "You please."

"Well, it's as if I can't afford it. I'm the emperor who owns the world, and I have plenty of money." Mu Jinzhao replied with a smile, "It's settled, I've worked hard for the last few days, and the green banquet is over. I invite you to eat something delicious."

"Hahaha obey the order." The photographer also clasped his fists and saluted with a smile.

Jing Rong also raised his eyebrows, and shook his head with a chuckle, but the dull atmosphere between the two of them before finally eased.

"Rongrong, you don't need to be nervous." Mu Jinzhao smiled at her, his gentle and soft appearance was very soothing, "You will not shrink back after this step."

Jing Rong was expressionless.

"Hey don't, if you don't cooperate, I will lose a lot of money." Mu Jinzhao gestured and said, "A lot, a lot."

Jing Rong slightly bent his lips, glanced at her with a half-smile, then got up, and brushed the high-quality silk palace dress on her face, bringing a slightly cool touch.Before Mu Jinzhao could feel it, he heard Jing Rong's equally cool response: "I see."

Seeing Jing Rong leave, Mu Jinzhao was stunned for some reason, and always felt that he could see a feeling of sadness.But she rubbed her forehead to let go of this illusion, and it was time to solve it.

"The first scene of the sixth scene of the 110th." As Ming Hua was remembered by the loudspeaker's amplified voice, Mu Jinzhao blinked slowly, clenched and lowered his fists.

"Prepare—ATCION."

"Your Majesty." Wei Jiuzheng handed over a memorial, and his fingers trembled inexplicably. He lowered his head and no one saw his sad expression.

Mu Huan took a deep breath, then let it out slowly, his fingers trembling, and finally opened the secret music sent by Wutong Wei.Even if she had prepared for the content, she turned pale when she saw it.

The leader of the Wutong Guard below knelt on the ground, wishing he could hide in the cracks in the ground so as to avoid the thunder and wrath that His Majesty might send down.

However, Mu Huan was unexpectedly calm, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Have you got all the evidence?"

He bowed his head and said respectfully, "Yes."

Mu Huan looked down at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, full of desolation and sorrow, his throat was sweet, and it took him a long time to suppress it, but he still couldn't help coughing.She put away the secret folder, and ordered in a low voice: "Show me... Zhaoyang Hall."

Zhaoyang, the most honorable palace she bestowed on her was also the closest palace to her, but at this moment, it seems that there is a kind of indescribable irony.

"Show ride... Zhaoyang Hall." The eunuch's sharp voice pierced through layer by layer, Mu Huan stepped on the eunuch's soft back to get on the dragon chariot, and solemnly headed for Zhaoyang Hall rarely.

In the autumn of Hongrui's 18th year, they finally came to a dead end.

"Your Majesty." Qiu Shi, the palace maid next to Jing Rong, carefully looked at Jing Rong standing by the window, and the desolate autumn scene seemed to reflect her mood at this time.

Jing Rong didn't look back, she just stared blankly at the supposedly prosperous and beautiful scenery outside the window, with her fingers clasped on the window coffin, her eyes darkened.

When the eunuch's unique tone sounded outside, she heard the familiar address: "Your Majesty - drive - to"

Jing Rong tilted her head slightly, she seemed to have a premonition of what would happen, so she just stood there, not moving, ignoring.

"Your Majesty." Qiu Shi called out again, "Your Majesty is coming."

"...Well." Jing Rong responded, and said in a low voice: "You go down."

Qiushi was a little confused, but she didn't dare to disobey her master's order, she bent down to salute and then retreated.When she retreated to the door, she happened to bump into Mu Huan who was entering the door, and she hurriedly lowered her legs: "My servant has seen Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."

"Let's get back down." Although a little impatient, Mu Huan still maintained her gentleness over the years.

The faint voice fell in Qiushi's ears, and she felt a little weak. Thinking about the recent rumors again, when she stood up, she carefully glanced at the once handsome and ruthless Ninety-Five Supreme—she was still He is handsome, but he can't hide the weakness between his brows, his pale face, and his pale lips.Qiu Shi was inexplicably worried.

"Your servant will leave." She bowed again and stepped back.When she retreated to the door, she turned around and glanced at Mu Huan again. Even in the bright yellow dragon robe, the slender king still looked sickly.

After Qiushi exited the door, she saw the blue sky with high clouds and light blue sky. The clear blue sky reminded her suddenly of Mu Huan who was still healthy a few years ago, just a few years ago.At that time, the king had red lips and white teeth, and his temperament was both gentle and elegant as a literati and as a king without anger. Although his figure was not burly, he was also tall and straight, making it easy for people to ignore that she was thinner than other men stature.

Qiu Shi sighed, she took another look at the slowly closing palace door and left.

Wei Jiuzheng noticed Qiu Shi's abnormality, he looked at Mu Huan hesitantly, and silently swallowed his words.

When Mu Huan walked into Jing Rong's bedroom, he saw that her sweetheart was wearing a moon-white palace attire. If the gorgeous decorations belonging to the palace were removed, it would be very similar to the way they met when they met.

Mu Huan waved his hand back, and ordered in an indiscriminate voice, "Go down."

"No." Wei Jiuzheng obediently took away all the palace servants, and even closed the door intimately.

The hidden guards never entered this kind of private place, not to mention that His Majesty's martial arts are not weak. Although the empress is better, she will not assassinate her husband after living for more than ten years.

Of course, there were only the two of them left here.

Mu Huan held the secret note in his hand, walked a few steps forward and stopped, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what I'm holding?"

Jing Rong turned around and looked at her calmly, but her eyes were low and her expression was dark and complicated.

Mu Huan was not surprised to see that she didn't answer, coughed lowly and laughed again, and threw the memorial over while laughing, "Don't you see it? My queen."

The memorial just happened to fall into Jing Rong's hands, she glanced at it, her expression changed slightly.

"Look." Mu Huan smiled and coughed a few more times, almost unable to suppress the pain in his chest, "Look, Jing Rong, the Jing family is completely destroyed, there is no wrongdoing."

"I..." Jing Rong pursed her lips, seeing Mu Huan's paler complexion, she was a little worried and wanted to take a step forward, but was nailed in place by Mu Huan's eyes.

"I still let Jingxuan live anyway, right? Do you want me to kill him too?" Mu Huan swayed, then walked to the table and sat down, looked at Jing Rong with a smile, and motioned for her hand Memorial: "If I make this public, even if he has merit, he will lose his head."

"What, do you want to kill me?"

Jing Rong just looked at her straightly, opened his mouth and then closed it, seeing her like this made his heart twitch uncomfortable, and his heart ached. "Ah Huan, do you have to do this?"

"How?" Mu Huan laughed, suppressing the itch in his chest, trying to look at the woman she still loves with cold eyes, "Collusing with King Ning to rebel, collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, taking bribes, which one is not enough for me?" The Jing family."

"There is no one left in the Jing family." Jing Rong said, she lowered her eyes and said, "Isn't that enough?"

"You, and Jing Xuan." Mu Huan stared at her, "And Jing Rong, do you think I don't know what you did? The Jing family will behave like this, but I didn't do anything."

"I know." Jing Rong sighed softly, walked up to her and stood still, "You can kill me, I'm sorry for you, please take your medicine well, when you recover, you can punish me however you want .”

Mu Huan's face was terribly pale, but he still managed to look at her coldly. His already fair skin looked like a transparent person against his pale face. Jing Rong saw that her hands were also pale. His eyes were piercingly cold like an iceman.

Jing Rong felt a lot of pain in her heart, but she couldn't help it. She knew very well that Mu Huanruo was really angry and stubborn, and no one could pull him back.

"Show me," Jing Rong's voice was hoarse when he spoke again, "Show me, when you recover, you can do whatever you want."

"Jing Rong." Mu Huan opened her hand and asked softly, "Do you remember what I asked you when we got married?"

Would you like to advance and retreat with me?Are you willing to live and die with me?Is Jing Rong willing to befriend Mu Huan?

"Do you remember how you answered?"

The life and death agreement is wide, and Zicheng said.

Jing Rong suddenly remembered her expression back then, transparent and decisive, so...similar to this time.

"I... won't wait for you." Mu Huan said.

After finishing speaking, she no longer cared about Jing Rong's reaction, got up and left Zhaoyang Hall.When she saw the clear blue sky, darkness also struck at the same time, she smiled ironically in her heart, closed her eyes and let herself fall to the ground.

Jing Rong could hardly control the trembling of her hands and heart, almost...she was really gone.

"Hurry up and call the imperial doctor!" Jing Ronghong yelled at Wei Jiuzheng while hugging Mu Huan.

The queen's hysterical voice brought back the chief steward's heartbeat, which was shocked and almost stopped, and quickly called the guards to send the imperial doctor over.

His Majesty has been in poor health lately, if something happens...

Wei Jiuzheng's face is full of sadness, Princess Qi Yuan is still young...

The author has something to say: you guys only care about mobile phone QAQ these two days my dad has a really bad temper, he even took my mobile phone away just now!

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