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When Cai Sinian woke up the next day with a splitting headache, he felt as if Chen Xiang split the mountain to save his mother, and split his own brain along the way.

In the next few days, he discovered two unpleasant things. In chronological order, the first one was that his bangs were straightened, and the second one was that the palace officials ignored him.

He thinks there is an inevitable connection between the two things, for example, Gong Zhenghe cut his bangs for him, and then he felt guilty and ignored him, but Gong Zhenghe said it was not like this in silence, and finally Cai Sinian acted like a hooligan After chasing and intercepting him everywhere, I finally asked him a question.

Gong Zhenghe asked this question, his expression was calm, his temperament was elegant, and his posture was like a blooming snow lotus: "You were drunk a few days ago, do you remember what happened?"

Cai Sinian propped himself on the pillar beside him with one hand, turned himself into a hindrance, and said confidently, "You cut my hair."

After he joined the group, because of his stupid hairstyle... Hoffman took a fancy to him.Hoffman said with bright eyes: "That's the feeling. I always feel that something is missing in your look. Now, now it's right! Keep this hairstyle during filming, prince, you are the prince in my heart ah!"

Cai Sinian still remembered the fear he felt when he brushed his teeth in the morning and saw a row of bangs on his forehead. Hearing this, his heart ached so badly that he couldn't breathe, and he said hopelessly, "How long will this filming take?"

Hoffman: "Three months."

——Lord, quickly strike a thunderbolt and let him wear it back again!

However, there was not even a few rains in this season, and the heavens could not satisfy his wish, so Cai Sinian had no choice but to seek revenge from the palace administrator after a rational analysis, and ask for an explanation by the way.

Gong Zhenghe lowered his eyes expressionlessly: "Oh, even if I cut it, do you remember anything else?"

Cai Sinian's confident smile froze, his brain spun rapidly, and suddenly he felt even more frightened: "You... Where else did you cut me?" Then he subconsciously touched himself twice.

Gong Zhenghe: "..."

Gong Zhenghe: "He Xili cut your hair."

He Xili: "..."

He Xili: "I really didn't cut your hair."

Cai Sinian stared at him mercilessly, looking into his heart all the time, and found that he was telling the truth, so he sat down on the ground numbly and sunkly, spread his long legs, and hugged Qi Liuhai's head.

"Gong Zheng and this..." He wanted to talk about Gong Zheng and this guy, but he couldn't say it in the end. Although he said behind his back that people are not good, he didn't shy away from it. He just felt that facing such a person as Gong Zhenghe, even standing alone In Antarctica, "this fellow" cannot be used to refer to him.

Cai Sinian's wisdom is infinite, and Cai Sinian's imagination is endless. He thought so much that his bangs were smoking, and finally came to a conclusion: Gong Zhenghe cut his hair because he had such a flowing hair. I am really, really handsome.

Regarding this idea, He Xili was silent for a long time, and expressed his point of view: I think you are getting into the drama.

At this time, Cai Sinian felt that there was no such thing as a ghost reading mind, and maybe life would be much happier, because He Xili clearly wrote in his heart: I think you are becoming more and more like Prince Ludwig.

Cai Sinian raised He Xili's chin, squinted his eyes and smiled, so that He Xili's eyes flickered at the time, and while he was in a daze, Cai Sinian opened his mouth wide when he stretched out his hand.

For a long while, He Xili remained motionless, watching Cai Sinian's slap in front of his eyes.

Cai Sinian's expression was still so evil and wild, his eyes were squinted and his lips curled up, exuding a certain bewitching aura, maintaining his posture, he dubbed the voice himself: "Papa...!"

He Xili turned his head away to prevent Cai Sinian from seeing his eyes, thinking: How stupid.

It looks so shrewd, but in fact it is so shrewd, but when you get to know it well, you will find that the shrewdness that is full of heart and mind usually does not show up, and what floats on the surface is the intimacy of childishness, sometimes it is so stupid indescribable.

Thinking of this, He Xili smiled to himself for a while, and when he watched Cai Sinian acting, the corners of his mouth were still crooked.

In this way, Cai Sinian's life settled down, acting, going back to the palace to molest Gong Zhenghe, occasionally researching the cause of the original owner's death, and occasionally dragging He Xili around to have fun.As a result, one month later, his acting became more stable, the cause of the original owner's death became more unpredictable, He Xili became more cautious when facing him, and Gong Zhenghe... Gong Zhenghe didn't go home again.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings. Cai Si Nian wants to go to heaven every day and night.

Good days are actually the same, eat well and sleep well, without much stress and worries, so they are particularly lackluster.But the good days are precious because they always go by so quickly and then come to an abrupt end.

A few days before the abrupt end, Cai Sinian had just finished filming the ninth episode of "The Prince with a Long Name", and he was immersed in a sad atmosphere.

In the play, his father is seriously ill, and everything about the battle for the throne emerges from the terrifying underwater shadow, breaking through the water and becoming a ferocious monster in the stormy sea.And Ludwig was not on the battlefield of the monsters until he showed his amazing strength in the first few episodes, and got the support of foreign - funny - allies, and was involved in the center of power in one fell swoop.

Of the seventeen children the king had, eight were still alive, and of the four sons, he was the only one who did not wish his father to die.He could see the ambition in the eyes of the brothers, but he didn't admit it. He just didn't admit that although they were related by blood, they had no family ties. He just wished he could see each other's head with his own hands.He has to believe that there is family affection and warmth in his life, otherwise the world would be too sad.

He embarrasses himself in a ridiculously tragic way, wants to ease the tension in his "home", and wants to prove that at least his "home" still has a little bit of positive value in the world.

The result is of course futile.

After the day's performance, Cai Sinian sat in a corner sullenly, lay down on the ground casually, crossed his hands behind his head, and felt as if he was sick.Hoffman sat down beside him, casting a huge shadow like a mountain bag in the shape of an old birthday star, and sighed to the sky outside the French window: "How sad."

Cai Sinian echoed: "Sad."

The two looked at each other, then looked at the ceiling and the sky: "Oh."