The Queen is In Pairs [entertainment Circle]

Jing Xiu looked along where she was pointing, and there was a small table in the snow with a pot of sake and a wine bottle on it. He slowly brushed off the snow on the stone bench, and took a seat gracefully. Raising his eyes, Chen Qing happened to fall in the center of his vision.

Chen Qing took off his shoes in the snow and buckled the bronze mask on his face. So half of his face was cold and half of his face was coquettish. Those eyes were watching him quietly, like water, embedded with a faint gray mist. Qingling Ling is like clouds in the mountains.

As many years ago, she entered the palace and danced to shock the world.

Jing Xiu poured himself a bottle of wine and didn't move.

Chen Qing was quiet for a while, then kicked her right foot forward, with a jingle, and the bell on her ankle was agitated. She moved, her waist like a vine and arms like a snake, slowly dancing.

Without a musician or listening to the exciting drumbeats, her dancing posture is extremely quiet, if there is no bell, every time she lifts her foot, the back of her instep is covered with thin snow, splashing with a faint white light.

Qingzi is like ice and snow.

She danced very attentively and earnestly, more earnestly than every time she practiced this dance in the past, every movement is extremely accurate, and no mistakes are allowed.

Jing Xiu Tongren was full of her shadow, indifferent, smiling, painful, desperate, and affectionate, with too many complex and heavy emotions in his eyes, suppressed, and looked at making people breathless.

Jing Xiu perceives Chen Qing's gaze, clearing all emotions from the bottom of her heart, admiring her dancing intently, and nodding at her with a smile.

Chen Qing looked at him quietly for a while, then slowly laughed at him.

Jing Xiu was taken aback for a moment, with the same smile as he had seen before, and immediately brought him back to the year. He only felt that his chest was empty, and it was difficult to breathe, and the hand holding the bottle could not help but shook slightly.

Chen Qing...

He called silently in his heart.

Chen Qing fell down in front of him.

Then the wine bottle was poured into the snow, and the wine flowed out, leaving a trace of clear color.

"Chen Qing!" Jing Xiu rushed forward with a few steps and yelled.

He picked her up and took off the mask on her face: "Chen Qing!"

The deep fear he felt at that moment was something he had never experienced before, even if the country was ruined and the country was martyred by death; A deep hole was cut between his eyebrows, and the blood was streaming down his face. Not once, like now, he felt that he was dying in pain.

The expected scene did not appear. Chen Qing's face was pale as paper, and her hands were cold, like ice cubes, but she still breathed, although a little weak. She can even raise her hand to touch his face, touch his nose, touch the long scar from his eyebrows to his ears, and smile to comfort him: "I just... suddenly lost strength, don't be nervous. "

She held his hand.

Jing Xiucai realized that his hands were shaking so badly that his whole body was shaking.

He was scared.

Chen Qing's finger touched his palm affectionately, "You... don't be afraid."

Jing Xiu choked and almost cried, saying, "I'm not afraid."

"Okay." Chen Qing touched his daughter's slender eyebrows again, and said softly, "You are brave, you have always been brave."

When you were young, you dared not tell anyone, and sneaked down the mountain to find your father. If I hadn't stopped you on the road, you would have been taken away by the wolf in the mountain. Fate, sometimes it is so unreasonable.

It's a pity, it's almost done, she has seen the end of this road. It should be said that since she promised the Emperor Xian to help Jingxiu, perhaps earlier, when she received the Snow Breaking Order from the master, she should have known the ending.

Breaking the snow makes the lord, in response to the signs of troubled times, choose the clear lord and follow, and the world will make the lord die.

Still not reconciled, still too greedy.

With a long sigh in her heart, she tried to open her eyes wide, and forced back the tears in her eyes. At the same time, she engraved the person in front of her in her heart. She said to Jing Xiu, "You will be more brave in the future."

"I do not want!"

Chen was slightly startled.

Jing Xiu looked at her and said every word: "I, no, want!"

Some words are too late if you don’t say anything. The fear of the shadow is everywhere, like a heavy shadow engulfing him, Jing Xiu said incoherently: "The enthronement ceremony will be held in another month, and I will take you with you when the time comes. Go to the Jiulongtai to worship the sky and announce that you are the mother of Chu State and the only wife of my Jingxiu. I said, what I said, if I can become the emperor in the future, I will marry you as the queen. Do you remember? ?"

Chen chuckled and said, "I remember."

"Do you agree?" She didn't agree at that time. Jing Xiu looked at her with scorching eyes and asked, "At this moment, I want to marry you. Do you agree?"

"Promise." Chen Qing still smiled, smiling so beautifully, so tenderly, as if her eyebrows were shining.

Jing Xiu was still uneasy: "Don't lie to me."

"Don't lie to you." Chen Qing used his arm to prop up his upper body and dropped a light kiss on his lips, and the whole person shrank into his arms, "Axiu, it's so cold here. , You carry me back to the house."

Jing Xiu picked up the shoes on the side, squatted to put them on her, then untied her cloak and wrapped her around her, helped her up and lay on her back.

"Hold tight, I am not responsible for falling."

Chen Qing touched his shoulders, slowly descended, and tightened his neck. His shoulders are still so thin and weak, but so strong, they can hold the country and protect her. This body has suffered too many injuries, of which the deepest and heaviest injuries were all given by her.

It must be painful, right? But at those times she was not by his side, nor could she be there.

She knew the situation outside, and she had to leave to complete the final mission and let him go.

She put her face away slightly to prevent tears from dripping on Jing Xiu's neck.

"I went to see your auspicious clothing yesterday. It is also black. It has the same pattern as my dung robe. The size will be cut and changed. It will take another month. Don’t worry. ."

"it is good."

"I know what you are worried about. Although there are still two courtiers who oppose it, most people think it is my family affair. They don't need to interfere. You can wait in the palace with peace of mind."

"Okay." She patted the shoulders of the people under her, Jing Xiu paused, and Chen Qingfang whispered, "Go slower."

"Okay," Jing Xiu glanced at the road that was not long, slowed down, his eyes were filled with tears, and he continued to mute: "I have thought it over, and this palace will be abandoned in the future. You move Go to live in my palace. Anyway, I only have you as a wife, and I won’t marry anyone else. The harem area will be changed to a vegetable garden and a flower garden. When I come back..."

The hands around his neck, quietly and slowly, loosened, with weight losing support, and pressing on his shoulders.

Jing Xiu took a deep breath, and couldn't help it anymore. A tear fell into the snow, choked up and then followed the words: "We are here to plant and weed, do you think it's okay?"

The only answer to him was the almost deadly solemnity.

The back of his hand was hot and cold again. Looking down, there was a drop of black blood dripping, dripping, dripping from his back and body, condensed on his fingertips, infiltrated into the snow, and looked back. A long, winding strip spread out from there, extending to the place where Chen Qing had just fallen.

He seemed to be evacuated all his strength in an instant. He knelt down and buried his knees deeply in the snow. The people behind him fell down. Jing Xiucai reacted and turned around in horror to catch her. Chen Qing's mouth was black. The blood stains have closed his eyes forever.

Jing Xiu looked at the person in her arms almost indifferently, as if she suddenly didn't know the person who had been entangled with him for half a lifetime. How could she be the one lying motionless here? He was vaguely but somewhat helpless thinking that it wouldn't be hers.

He just stared blankly for a long time, and for a long time, the tears in his eyes dried up, and his eyes became red.

Snow fell in the sky again, the cold wind was surging, Chen Qing's lips were completely white, and his hands and feet were stiff.

Jing Xiu raised his head, snowflakes fell into his eyes, and there was a short, shapeless whimper in his throat. After this sound, he opened his mouth again. There was no sound anymore, but his fingers firmly tightened Chen Qing's cold hand. , Sticking to his face, for a moment, tears rained down.

It turns out that the human heart is truly grief to the extreme, and it is impossible to make a sound.

...

"Ka," Qin Hanlin cried faintly behind the monitor, once again determined to look back at the idea of ​​sending a box of blades to the screenwriter Zhou Wen, wiped away his tears and took a deep breath before shouting, "Pass!"

Everyone in the crew did not move, one by one crying into tears, some people hugged people, no one hugged them.

On the monitor, Lu Yinbing was still holding Xia Yitong, Xia Yitong opened her eyes, tears in her face, cold, most of it was Lu Yinbing crying, a small part of it was her own, she wiped her with her hand Rub: "Don't cry Teacher Lu, I'm not dead yet."

Lu Yinbing burst into laughter, took her hand, stood up from the ground, and patted the snow on her body.

The photographer also recorded this paragraph for future highlights.

"Congratulations, Teacher Xia! Successfully finished!"

The crew, the production crew and the directors all came up to shake hands and hug Xia Yitong, thanking her for her wholehearted shooting in the past six months. Xia Yitong cried once in the act just now, and now cry again.

The girls kept tears from beginning to end.

Xia Yitong thanked everyone one by one and gave the gifts he prepared. When he arrived at Qin Hanlin, Qin Hanlin's tears came out a little. The usual practice is not serious: "Nothing to say, continue to work hard in the future. Don't forget me when you develop. , Or I will go to your door and cry."

Xia Yitong was dumbfounded by him.

Qin Hanlin patted her on the shoulder, and his voice sank: "From a director's point of view, you are a real actor. Don't underestimate yourself. Take every step steadily. There will always be a day when you will shine."

Xia Yitong nodded seriously.

Finally it was Lu Yinbing's turn. Lu Yinbing stood aside, watching her hug her one by one, and had to say a few words, saying that it is impossible not to be jealous, and there are already faint signs of an attack.

Nothing was more natural than this time. Xia Yitong walked over and, as a matter of course, gave Lu Yinbing a big hug with all his strength.

Lu Yinbing blew up half of his hair and smoothed it down, and hugged her back.

The two hugged for three seconds and separated.

Lu Yinbing said, "What are your plans next?"

Xia Yitong said: "Prepare for the promotion of the TV series."

Lu Yinbing asked, "How long?"

Xia Yitong told the truth: "It depends on the arrangement, and it will probably last until the end of the year."

Lu Yinbing hugged her again and took a deep breath of Xia Yitong's breath in her neck.

"Congratulations, see you in Beijing."