halva[entertainment]

Tang Anran looked at the message of applying to be a friend, suddenly regained his energy, and sat up from the bed as soon as he turned over.

She was concentrating, holding the mobile phone in both hands, and quickly clicked to check, passing the verification in a hurry.

In the opposite window, Su Qingji was wearing a bathrobe, with long hair draped behind him, holding a script, pacing back and forth in the living room with his hands behind his back, whispering a passage of Ning Lan's monologue.

"In the eighth year of Zaiyuan," she said with a serious voice and cold and decisive eyes, "General Dingwei led the troops to guard Ximo Pass, but was defeated by the Xiongnu due to the lack of food and grass supplied by the Ministry of War.

There is only one floor lamp in the living room, the environment is dark, the curtains are not drawn, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse outside, the cold white moonlight pours in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, as if traveling through thousands of years to the beleaguered Daqi court.

"Zaiyuan 15th year," Su Qingji squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice with a moderate tone, "The third son of the emperor, Yan Huai Wang, was granted the land by an official, and suddenly contracted a serious illness for no reason on the road, and died at a young age."

Her steps were unhurried, her aura was full, and her face was as cold as ice. "In the first year of Yongshang, You Pushe advocated reforms to eliminate party disputes. Three days later, she was assassinated and died."

"In the ninth year of Yongshang, Censor Leng Wenhong impeached Prime Minister Li Wei," she stood still, her voice became colder and her eyes were sharp, "The next day, Leng Wenhong was impeached by twelve courtiers. Enter the prison, and ask to be executed soon."

She bit down the last two words very low, her tone was full of deliberately suppressed anger and helpless grief.

She closed her eyes, lifted her head up, and took a deep breath.

"The relative..."

"Li Wei..."

"Take the emperor...to make the princes..."

Su Qingji's mouth suddenly curled into a helpless and sarcastic smile, and he quietly opened his eyes.

She held her breath, her lips moved slightly, the murderous intent in her bottomless beautiful eyes became stronger, and she ruthlessly spilled a few words:

"The whole court is full of chaotic ministers and thieves."

With a sound of "crash -" the script was treated as a letter paper full of confidentiality in Ning Lan's hand in the play, and she threw it aside as if she had vented her sleeves.

She trembled with anger.

With helplessness all over his body, Su Qingji closed his eyes tiredly, and continued to speak his lines: "Mother, you always say that as a princess, your son should play with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and be passionate about political affairs, which is really inappropriate."

She opened her eyes and looked at the script lying on the ground, as if it was a secret note that flew all over the ground.

"My son also wants to be a noble princess, but now that the country will be destroyed, and my son was born in the emperor's family, how can I not worry about it?"

Her shoulders sank, she shook her head unwillingly and said: "I am Daqi, I cannot die at the hands of my relatives."

Princess Ning Lan of Guangling is the only daughter of Emperor Yongshang and Empress Jialan. She has been independent and assertive since she was a child. As she gets older, she doesn't like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but is more interested in learning strategy and art of war.

Empress Jialan kept telling her every day, telling her that as a daughter of the royal family, don't always meddle in political affairs, it's not in keeping with etiquette.But Ning Lan always agreed on the surface every time, and would still go to the imperial study in private, and stand behind the screen to listen to the conversation between her father and the ministers.

Emperor Yongshang and the empress have completely different views. He especially loves Ning Lan, and even often tells her about the situation in the world. Ning Lan has her own unique insights every time, which makes him quite satisfied.Emperor Yongshang originally had the ambition to eliminate his relatives, so he loved Ning Lan far more than the weak and mediocre prince.He even said to the queen in private, "If Lan is a man, he can be the crown prince."

Ning Lan is a political woman, with strategies and methods, and her lines are decisive. Su Qingji controls the strength, so she cannot be played too cold-blooded and ruthless, so as to appear masculine.

First of all, she is a beautiful princess, with the nobleness of the royal family and the softness of a woman, but she is calm and cold if she is worried about the world.

This scene will be filmed tomorrow night.Ning Lan paces in the secret room, feeling helpless due to the power of her relatives, which is a manifestation of her character's psychology.

After two breaths, Su Qingji broke away from the role, and the screen of the mobile phone on the sofa happened to light up.

Tang Anran sat on the bed with her mobile phone in both hands, and successfully added friends, but Su Qingji remained silent.

She looked at the empty dialog box, 【You have added sunianqing, you can start chatting now. 】

"Huh?" After taking a closer look, she realized that there was something wrong with the string of letters.

"Sun...No...Su, Nian..." She carefully identified it, and read out with an uncertain tone: "Su...Young?"

When these three words were spoken by herself, Tang Anran burst out laughing.

What the hell, Su Young?

Tang Anran smiled helplessly, what's going on, even though he called her Teacher Su every day, if I remember correctly, Su Qingji seems to be only 27, only four years older than her.

She clicked on Su Qingji's circle of friends and looked again and again. There was only one line [Only display the last three days], and there was nothing underneath. Maybe she didn't post it recently, and the picture hanging on the circle of friends was also blank.

Tang Anran returned to the dialog box, thought about it for a long time, and decided to take the initiative to say hello.

She deliberated over her words, and finally sent a regular and unremarkable sentence: [Good evening, Mr. Su. 】

Su Qingji had just picked up his cell phone from the sofa when Tang Anran's news came.

She flicked her fingers: [Good evening. 】

Tang Anran's eyes widened, she didn't expect the other person to turn back instantly, her fingers were hanging on the keyboard, suddenly she didn't know what to say.

She typed a few words, deleted them, and repeated them several times.

Su Qingji sat on the sofa, watching the intermittently appearing [The other party is inputting...], and suddenly imagined Tang Anran's nervous look, and she twitched the corner of her lips and said something: [It's very late, haven't you slept yet? 】

Tang Anran was sweating nervously because she couldn't keep up with the conversation. Su Qingji's words were like a life-saving straw. She hurriedly wanted to get back to sleep, but when she was about to send it, she was worried that it sounded like she wanted to end the conversation immediately. Meaning, so she deleted it, and sent a sentence: [I will sleep in a while. 】

Finally found an entry point, she followed the topic and sent two more consecutive posts:

【Why haven't you slept yet? 】

[If you hurt your waist, you need to take good care of it. 】

The smile on Su Qingji's face didn't come back, 【I was reading the script just now and was about to fall asleep. 】

Tang Anran analyzed her words, her brain was running extremely fast whether to chat with her about the script or say good night.

Su Qingji glanced at the time: 【It's past twelve o'clock, go to sleep, see you tomorrow with the crew. 】

Tang Anran was relieved, and went down the donkey: [Okay, good night~ See you tomorrow. 】

Putting down the phone, she lay back heavily, feeling her beating heart, frowning in confusion: "My God, why am I so nervous? This is not the first time I've chatted with her..."

"Huh—" Tang Anran breathed a sigh of relief, regained the rhythm of her heartbeat, and went through the short conversation just now from the beginning, then turned off the phone, tossed and turned, and prepared to fall asleep.

Su Qingji sat on the sofa and looked at the building outside the window, it was so dark that he couldn't see anything clearly.

She looked at it out of thin air for a while, smiled suddenly, lowered her head and smiled, then clicked a few buttons on the app, and stood up from the sofa.

The curtains closed behind her, and the lights in the room turned on and off.

Lying on the bed, Su Qingji opened Tang Anran's circle of friends casually.

Suddenly, she snapped her fingers down and saw a familiar photo.

A full body photo of Tang Anran, she is smiling brightly, holding a white cat in her arms.

It's not the one drawn by Jane Ai.

She clicked on the big picture and thought: So the original picture came from here.

Immediately, she remembered something, so she backed out, went to the settings, clicked on the switch account, and changed to a WeChat account named [Su Qingji].

There were too many unread messages to count, so she didn't even read them, so she searched for the word Uncle Mo in the search.

Three hours ago, Mo Huajie sent her a message: [Miss, I have already moved out the painting you want, is it delivered to your villa? 】

The paintings that were moved from You Luo before were all sent by Mo Huajie to Su Qingji's unoccupied villa, so now, Mo Huajie got the paintings and asked like this.

Su Qingji thought for a while, and replied: 【No need to move to Uncle Mo, send it to where I live now. 】

There was a message back in seconds: [Okay, I will send someone to take it to you when you get home tomorrow night. 】

【Um. 】

Early the next morning, after Su Qingji woke up, Xi Zhu rang the doorbell as if stepping on the spot, carrying a customized diet breakfast in his hand.

During breakfast, Chen Lu's family called her and said that they were already on their way to the airport.

The two who were on vacation were finally moved by Su Qingji's lavish investment and came back together.Chen Lujia said that they had to change planes in Dubai, and they would not be able to arrive in China until tomorrow afternoon.

When we arrived at the set, the set was on the set, Tang Anran was nowhere to be seen on the first floor of the lounge, but her two little assistants were there, apparently they had already arrived.

Xi Zhu came over and said to her after inquiring, "Teacher Tang went to practice moves with Wu Zhi, there is a play tonight."

Su Qingji glanced at today's filming announcement, and nodded slightly to show that he understood.

During the day, Tang Anran still had no scenes to film, but at night there was a night scene with Su Qingji in the same frame.

There are two scenes planned for tonight's night scene. The first one is the one that Su Qingji went through at home last night, and Ning Lan is pacing and talking to herself in the secret room with a secret letter.

The time of the next scene was six years after Ning Lan rescued Leng Rui in the flower garden on the first day of filming.

After Leng Rui escaped from the planting flower house, she happened to meet the owner of the Plum Blossom Valley who came to Beijing to meet Emperor Yongshang secretly. , to carry out the task of secretly protecting Princess Guangling.

Seeing Princess Guangling, Leng Rui suddenly recognized that the little eunuch who rescued her in the Planting Flower House was Ning Lan.

The second scene to be filmed is that Leng Rui lurked in secret and protected Ning Lan for a year. On a certain night, an assassin broke into the princess mansion. After Ning Lan fell asleep, he intended to assassinate her.