I'm pregnant with the queen's bun

"Quanshu" was finalized in Hengdian, and the curtain came to an end after the six princes led the army to drive out the foreign bandits, inherited the great rule, ascended the throne and proclaimed themselves emperor.

Zhou Muhai and the producer immediately held a wrap-up celebration banquet in the capital, inviting all the actors and staff who participated in "The Art of Power", and also booked the largest banquet hall in the Gulf Hotel.

The hotel has made a layout plan in advance, and the promotional photos of "Quanshu" are displayed at the entrance of the banquet hall. The magnificent layout and layered tones give people a deep and refreshing impression.

In the publicity photo, Mu Heng is dressed in a dragon robe and stands with his hands behind his back. Opposite him is his old enemy, the second prince. They are divided into two camps, forming two powerful opposing forces. Luan throne, golden lacquer carved dragon, magnificent and majestic.

Yan Qiao stared at the promotional photo and carefully examined it several times, his face was a little cloudy. He didn't expect that he would still receive an invitation from the crew, maybe it was because there were too many people and the crew neglected it.

But this is a good opportunity for Yan Qiao, he has been looking for an opportunity to meet Zhou Muhai and explain clearly the misunderstanding that occurred before.

Zhou Muhai is very well-known in the show business circle, but his understatement will have a fatal impact on Yan Qiao. At least those producers and investors who want to please Zhou Muhai will not choose Yan Qiao again.

He has to turn this bad situation around.

Yan Qiao took out the invitation letter and was about to enter the banquet hall. Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly found someone hiding in the other corner and waving at him vigorously. Where have I seen it.

With curiosity, Yan Qiao walked towards that person and saw him at the corner on the other side of the banquet hall.

Seeing that face, Yan Qiao remembered who this person was.

Lin Yunqing.

It was the woman who dumped Mu Heng and married into the Zhao family. How could she be here?

Yan Qiao was very confused, especially at this time Lin Yunqing looked particularly embarrassed, she had disheveled hair, a plain face, even wearing a pair of pajama pants, she did not have the noble and elegant posture in Yan Qiao's impression at all.

He frowned tightly, "What's the matter?"

"Hush!" Lin Yunqing raised her fingers, leaned her back against the wall, looked outside for a long time, then relaxed her vigilance a little, grabbed Yan Qiao and led him to a deeper place.

Yan Qiao shook off Lin Yunqing's hand, "What exactly do you want?"

Lin Yunqing raised her head, still very nervous, looking a little nervous, "Your name is Yan Qiao, do you have an invitation letter?"

Yan Qiao nodded.

Seeing this, Lin Yunqing grabbed Yan Qiao's wrist tightly, her eyes were burning and earnest, "Give me the invitation letter, I want to see Mu Heng, I must see him!"

When Mu Heng was mentioned, Yan Qiao became furious, "It's none of my business if you see him."

"No, no, you must help me, otherwise Mu Heng will seek revenge on me sooner or later, he will kill me—and you, he will not let you go!"

"Are you crazy?" Yan Qiao pushed Lin Yunqing away who was talking nonsense, and turned to leave.

Lin Yunqing's body trembled slightly, she clutched her head tightly, as if remembering something terrible, "You also hate Mu Heng, don't you? If it weren't for him, how could Zhou Muhai not want you, and how could you be rejected by the insiders, but you are Can't beat him."

Seeing Yan Qiao stop and put on a serious listening posture, Lin Yunqing continued: "But I can, I know how to deal with him, you give me the invitation letter, I can help you."

"Help me? Just like you are now?"

"I can help you. Only I can make Mu Heng show his original shape. This will not hurt you. Mu Heng is no longer the original him. If I don't kill him, he will kill me sooner or later!"

Yan Qiao is now convinced that Lin Yunqing is crazy, what is not the original him, he is suffering from persecution paranoia!

It seems that he is still not lightly ill.

He stood on the spot and thought for a while, and found that this proposal was very interesting. Mu Heng put him together in Hengdian, and he borrowed Lin Yunqing's hand to return it.

Yan Qiao turned to look at Lin Yunqing, and raised the invitation letter in his hand, "I can't give you this, but I can take you in, the rest is up to you."

Lin Yunqing nodded again and again, but she didn't show the slightest bit of joy. Her expression of fear and nervousness became more intense, her eyes were distracted, and her clenched hands were trembling slightly all the time.

Crazy, Yan Qiao thought again.

However, he is looking forward to the next plot. He heard that Mu Heng loved this ex-girlfriend very much before. Not only did his beloved abandon him, but he even wanted to kill him.

It sounds very interesting.

As a manager, Dou Qian also attended the celebratory banquet. Fortunately, she has a strong concentration and can keep her eyes on her ears without listening. Otherwise, if it were someone else, she might not be able to stand the constant cold chat between the two of them. .

Yes, chill.

Although Mu Heng was on the phone with Zhao Ge all the way, he said relatively little, neither sticky, nor greasy, and answered where he was and what you were doing every few minutes.

It wasn't until there was no signal in the elevator that Mu Heng said reluctantly, "I'm going to get in the elevator."

Zhao Ge said 'hmm', his voice was very soft, very gentle, "Call me before you leave, I'll pick you up."

Mu Heng chuckled, "Understood."

Every word is not strange, but when Mu Heng said it together in a very soft and cute tone, Dou Qian shuddered inexplicably.

The Mu Heng she knew was the complete opposite, it was absolutely impossible to speak in such a tone, thanks to Zhao Ge's good training.

The celebration party was very lively, both the artists and the staff were well-dressed, and it looked like a high-end and luxurious reception.There is a set stage in front of the banquet hall, and the screen shows the super-large version of the finalized stills of "The Art of Power", with a movie introduction and a list of actors and staff next to it.

Among them, Yan Qiao's name could no longer be found.

As soon as Mu Heng entered the hall, Zhou Muhai got up and waved him to go, and patiently introduced to Mu Heng the producers and investors present one by one.

Zhou Muhai lowered his voice and said, "Many people rack their brains to get acquainted with these investors. You should seize the opportunity and make good deals with them so that you will avoid half the detours in the future."

What Zhao Ge said before is still in my ears, Mu Heng is not stupid, there is no free lunch in the world, before he finds out what purpose Zhou Muhai has, he has to be vigilant in everything.

In the second half of the dinner, the celebration banquet became a veritable reception. This was a farewell banquet, and it was also a social meeting that could bring people closer. It sounds ridiculous.

Mu Heng was sitting next to Zhou Muhai. From time to time, the soft chest of a female celebrity would touch his arms and back, and he would immediately get goosebumps all over his body. After drinking a few glasses of wine, his head became dizzy from the atmosphere in the hall Suddenly, he got up and walked to the balcony outside, wanting to blow some air to calm down.

There is no one on the balcony, and a few orange lights create a romantic atmosphere. There are several marble dining tables on the edge of the balcony, delicate red roses, and petal-shaped hollow seats. Looking out, you can see the Milky Way patchwork of lights. Bright and eye-catching.

Mu Heng pulled back the chair, no longer half drunk, he stared at a dark corner of the balcony, his gaze carried a great sense of oppression.

He said coldly and sternly, "Come out!"

From the moment he entered the banquet hall, Mu Heng sensed that someone was following him. That person's eyes were so strong that they seemed to pierce his body. He deliberately left the banquet hall and came to the balcony, and that person followed him all the way.

"Why are you following me?"

There was a rustling sound from the corner, and a woman came out slowly. Her face was full of fear and horror, and her whole body was shaking violently. The orange light from the balcony hit her like a strange veil.

The woman's teeth were trembling, "You, who are you..."

It was unclear where Mu Heng was. He got up and walked towards the woman, "You followed me, but asked who I was?"

As Mu Heng gradually approached, the woman began to back up. She was terrified to the extreme, her pupils dilated, and she kept panting violently, while tightly protecting the iron box about 10cm wide in her hand.

Mu Heng frowned, obviously a woman was following him, but now it looked like he was threatening a woman.

He stopped at a position where he could see the woman's face clearly.

After observing carefully like this, he realized that the woman seemed familiar, and he should have seen it somewhere.

Mu Heng said again: "Why are you following me?"

The woman asked in horror: "What... what monster are you?!"

As she spoke, she backed away until her back was pressed against the cold tiles, freezing to the bone.

It looked as if it was about to collapse in the next second.

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, realizing that women know something, otherwise she wouldn't question her identity so much.

He emphasized, "I'm Mu Heng."

The woman's voice suddenly rose, and it sounded particularly sharp and piercing, "You are not Mu Heng! You don't know me!"

"I'm Mu Heng."

"You're not! That coward Mu Heng doesn't even dare to hit someone!"

Mu Heng kept approaching the woman, and his light footsteps could still be heard clearly in the silent night. He did not expect that someone would question his identity so much. This woman must have absolute evidence, but what is the evidence?Who is this woman?

He said word by word: "I am Mu Heng, and a person's character will change."

The woman became more and more frightened and trembling more and more. She stared at Mu Heng with slack eyes, and cried out in a piercing voice, "You can't be Mu Heng! Because, because..."

Just as Mu Heng wanted to ask why, the woman suddenly lifted the lid of the iron box in her hand, and then splashed something on his face.

He couldn't dodge in time, and he was very close to the woman, so he was directly splashed by the sticky liquid.

Mu Heng stretched out his hand to wipe his face. Under the dim light, he saw the bright red liquid on his hand, which smelled like blood, and he was a little dazed.

The woman was obviously more ignorant than him, she was so frightened that she was about to cry, she kept chanting: "Why is it useless, how can it be useless..."

"Are you crazy?!" Mu Heng was furious, and it was impossible for anyone to feel better after being splashed with blood.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was a woman, and she had a frightened expression on her face, Mu Heng would have beaten her up long ago.

At this moment, the woman suddenly took out something trembling, and rushed over to stick it on Mu Heng's body.

Mu Heng grabbed the woman's arm firmly, and saw clearly that what she was holding was a spell, which was full of strange symbols.

At this time, Mu Heng suddenly remembered where he had met the other party.

This woman is Lin Yunqing, Yuanshen's ex-girlfriend. When Zhao Ge introduced Yuanshen to Mu Heng, he had shown Lin Yunqing's photo, but compared to the photo, this face is much haggard and plain at the moment. No wonder he didn't recognize her at a glance. come out.

The sneak attack failed, but was grabbed by Mu Heng's arm instead. The woman was obviously terrified to the extreme. She began to struggle and resist violently, trying to put the spell on Mu Heng's body. sprinkled on the body.

Now Mu Heng finally understood.

It turned out that Lin Yunqing was exorcising evil spirits.