Yesterday was like Death

I quarreled with Xi Zonghe, and my emotions were inevitably substituted into the play.It's inevitable for me, and it's inevitable for him.

Kong Hong advises Qingli to kill the Mu siblings who are only causing trouble. He doesn't want to anger Qingli.

Although I persuaded Xi Zonghe not to play the scene by himself, but he didn't listen to me, and he still played the scene in person.

Fortunately, Wu Zhi has taught how to fight before, and there will be no problems in following the sequence.

"Their brothers and sisters are all disasters for the country. If they don't kill them today, they will become the disaster of the country in the future! You have always been wise, why did you lose your wisdom in this matter?"

Kong Hong's words were so harsh that the king could not listen to them.

Xi Zonghe shouted violently: "Shut up!"

His sword was so fierce that I was almost overwhelmed. Every time I hit him with his sword, my mouth would go numb.Originally, I could still maintain the emotions that the characters in the play should have, but he acted like this, as if he was taking the opportunity to vent his dissatisfaction with me, which made me lose my temper slowly.

"They killed the proton of Langya Kingdom. Have you ever thought about what should the people of the two countries do if Langya Kingdom is angry and declares war?"

"La Nuer is lewd and lustful, and provoked Mu Le first. Mu Yi just wanted to protect his sister, what's wrong?"

"You are so dazzled by them that you can't listen to anything!"

"presumptuous!"

"Card!"

The vigorous anger in my heart was stagnant because of this "click", and I was about to withdraw my sword reflexively, but Xi Zonghe on the opposite side didn't have time to stop his sword momentum. Although he withdrew some force, he still slashed on my arm .Under the severe pain, the long sword in my hand fell to the ground in an instant.Everyone else was taken aback and gathered around me.

"How is it? Are you all right?"

I clutched my sore arm and smiled at everyone: "It's okay, I just chopped some meat, but didn't hurt the bone."

It's a good thing that we all use prop swords that have not been opened, otherwise this arm will be useless.

Through the crowd, I saw Xi Zonghe frowned and glanced at the sword in his hand, then looked up at me, as if he was about to speak, but I looked away before he could speak.

Due to my accidental injury, the filming of the play was suspended, and Director Ma asked everyone to rest for half an hour.

Wenwen unbuttoned my clothes in the lounge and checked the injuries on my body.When she saw my bruised arm, she even wiped away tears.

"Why are you still crying?" I was troubled by her sentimentality, "Others thought I did something to you when they saw it. Wipe the horse urine."

Wenwen sniffed, wondering: "How did this person change so quickly? Even if Mr. Xi loses his memory, he can't vent his anger on you? Look at how he's beaten up?"

What she said sounds like I was raped by a scumbag.

I don't think it was Xi Zonghe's intention. If he wanted to target me, it was more of a means of punishing me.This should be due to getting too deep into the drama at the moment, and the quarrel with me yesterday was serious, so I couldn't stop it.

Seeing that her tears were still falling, I said helplessly, "Don't cry, please."

Maybe it’s because I watched my mother’s tears too much when I was a child. When I grew up, I especially couldn’t see women crying. When they cried, I felt restless.

I was comforting the little assistant when there was a knock on the door of the lounge.

Wenwen quickly wiped away her tears: "Who is it?"

"It's me." Fang Xiaomin's voice came from outside the door.

I pulled up my clothes and signaled Wenwen to open the door.

Fang Xiaomin came to deliver wound medicine, a large bottle of activating oil, to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, put down the instructions and left.

After he left, Wenwen burst into tears and smiled, feeling the treasure of the bottle of live oil.

"It seems that Mr. Xi still has you in his heart."

I smiled at her: "Yes."

This girl is so innocent, I really can't bear to hit her.Xi Zonghe is a talkative and stubborn person, he is still angry, and he doesn't think it is his problem, how could he take the initiative to bow his head and deliver the medicine?I'm afraid Fang Xiaomin couldn't stand the medicine, so he brought it for the boss on his own initiative.It's really hard for these two assistants, they have to worry about us all day long.

According to what Fang Xiaomin said, Wenwen first applied a hot towel to my arm, and after 15 minutes, poured two drops of activating oil on the palm and began to rub the wound.

I propped my elbows on the dressing table, supported my forehead, and gritted my teeth to endure waves of severe pain.

After rubbing for 5 minutes, Wenwen couldn't finish it until she was out of breath.I don't know if the medicated oil is really so effective. I feel that the wound is slightly warm and the pain is not so painful anymore.

Half an hour later, Xi Zonghe and I continued the filming of the previous article. Before the filming, Director Ma called us over and told us the reason why he called to stop.

"Your emotions are not right, you are all a little bit off." He compared a short distance, "The king is a little bit off, losing his demeanor, and the ministers are a little bit off, too arrogant. You all take it back."

I nodded and stood with Xi Zonghe in the marked position again.

"Ready, ACTION!"

Qingli is the perfect king in Kong Hong's heart. He followed him since he was a child, and he wanted to help him achieve a hegemony.

No one, thing, or thing should destroy Qingli's perfection. If Qingli deviates from the king's way because of someone, he will be a defender of the way and kill them all.

Kong Hong is paranoid and extreme, loyal to Qingli, but unable to communicate with the king.

The proton of Langya kingdom died inexplicably in the palace. Everyone knew that Mu Yi did it, but Qingli didn't want to hurt their siblings, so he blamed the proton's death on drinking mistakes.

Such an unfair and selfish king made Kong Hong feel scared.He risked his life trying to persuade Qingli to kill the Mu family and return the capital to peace. This is not wrong, but Qingli was unwilling to be manipulated by a courtier.

After a dispute, Qing Li finally knocked Kong Hong's sword flying, and pointed the tip of the sword at the courtier who had followed him for many years.

"One more time, my widow, I will not kill them, ever."

Although the pain in the arm has eased, it cannot withstand such overuse.After a fight, my right hand trembled uncontrollably, which was exactly in line with the emotions the characters should have at this time.

I looked at Xi Zonghe, just like Kong Hong looked at Qingli, complicated and difficult to understand.

One day he will regret it and be hurt mercilessly, and then he will understand that what I said is not half a lie.

I hate the way he looks at me, why doesn't he believe me?Am I going to hurt him?It's all the fault of those two sluts, it's all them who bewitched my king!

The trembling right hand slowly clenched into a fist, as if holding a hated person into the palm, breaking the tendons and breaking the bones.

This one passed smoothly in the end, but I was a little unable to extricate myself from being immersed in the character.

Wenwen and I talked to each other and went outside to smoke a cigarette. After two puffs, Xi Zonghe also came out.

He didn't show any expression when he saw me, and with a pack of cigarettes and a lighter in his hand, he also lit a cigarette and started smoking at a distance from me.

We split up and ignored each other.

The white smoke from the mouth was blown to the face by the wind again, blinding the eyes.

After Xi Zonghe suffered a leg injury, he paid special attention to maintenance, and he seldom smoked.Not only did he not smoke himself, but he also restricted me from smoking, saying that smelling second-hand smoke would also damage his health.

I looked up at the man who was puffing and puffing not far away. Since he lost his memory, I liberated my nature, and he also regained his addiction to cigarettes, which is very good.

After smoking one cigarette, I have no intention of smoking a second one.The gate is on the right side of Xi Zonghe. If I want to go in, I must pass him.

"How's your hand?" I stopped and looked at Xi Zonghe who had just spoken in surprise.

He actually took the initiative to care about my injury?It seems that I don't know him well enough, before he was destroyed by Jiang Mu, he might really be a little sweetheart.

Facing my direct stare, he was a little displeased: "I'm asking you something."

"It's okay." I held out my hand and shook it for him.

He was leaning against the wall, wearing an antique costume, looking sluggish, with a foreign cigarette in his hand, his appearance was indescribably weird, yet exceptionally harmonious.If "Good Man" invites him to shoot the cover, this look will definitely be the best this year.

"It seems that the medicine is somewhat powerful." He flicked the cigarette ash and said.

I can't express what I feel in my heart at once. People really shouldn't be too self-righteous.He really isn't the Xi Zonghe I knew anymore. Fang Xiaomin's swearing after delivering the medicine seems to have become the face of a villain.

"Well, it's very useful."

The corner of my mouth just started to smile, and I heard Xi Zonghe say again: "Gu Tang, don't try to persuade me anymore, if he is really as bad as you said, let me bleed out again."

I had a stiff face and didn't understand what he was talking about for a while. When I realized it, my head was about to explode.

He is not mentally ill, is he crazy?

"He has a girlfriend, she is Rong Shen's daughter." I squeezed out words from between my teeth, "Rong Shen, you should still remember who it is, right? That's Suo Jun's big boss!"

"I know."

My hands started shaking again, this time not from pain but from anger.If I didn't have a sliver of reason and knew not to be impulsive, I'm afraid I'd beat his pretty face to pieces.

"What do you know?" Is he trying to snatch Jiang Mu back from Rong Rongruyu's hands, or is he trying to make Jiang Mu completely cut off his thoughts?

Xi Zonghe said lightly: "You should also know. Qingli won't listen to Kong Hong, and I won't listen to you."

I took a deep breath, only to feel the stagnation in my chest.How can I feel that he is not the Xi Zonghe I know just because of a bottle of Huoluo Oil?He was that paranoid egomaniac.

It is inherently bad, and it has always been easy to change the country and the nature is hard to change. It will only get worse and worse. Where will it get better?

"If you want to be cheap, you can do whatever you want." I finished with a sullen face, then turned and walked towards the warehouse door.

This is the most serious thing I have said to him over the years. I never knew that it is such a pleasant thing to hurt someone with bad words.

As soon as I turned into the gate, I almost bumped into an oncoming figure.Taking a closer look, it was the male third of "The Wind and the Crane", named Du Yu, who was a newcomer.

"Oh, I'm sorry to scare you, Brother Gu!"

I was in a bad mood, so I glanced at him, walked past him without saying a word, and continued walking inside.

If Xi Zonghe wants to hit his head and bleed, then just hit it, maybe he can hit his brain back if he smashes it.