Chapter 335

Gu Jingting faintly chuckled and didn't comment on it. It's women who are sentimental. As a man, he tends to manage his feelings and marriage rationally.

Gu Jingting can watch a movie with Lin. the time is almost over.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel. Lin could not help but watch him get on the bus. He didn't go back to the hotel until the car disappeared in his sight.

Milan opened another room last night to rest, and didn't go back until Gu Jingting left.

"The look is so good. Last night, I was nursed by four shaos. It's very good." Milan joked.

Lin Yi's cheeks are a little red, and she is ignored.

Then they went to the set.

They walked into the shooting scene, and the cast members of each department were resting, with a copy of Haagen Dazs.

Milan were not polite at all. They took four boxes in one go.

Lin can also take a box from her hand, unpack it, eat it with a small mouth, and ask, "director hair welfare, so generous please eat Haagen Dazs."

Milan looked at her in amazement and said, "don't you know? It's a treat for your family. One of his assistants, Ouyang, sent it. There are several cases, as if they don't want money. "

Lin Yiyi: "..."

No wonder everyone in the crew looks at her a little strange. I'm afraid he's a demon again. Gu Jingting would love to have the whole cast know that they had a good night last night!

When the crew finished eating Haagen Dazs, they were ready to start work.

There are several plays in the evening, which span a little bit. It's Princess De's late years.

The make-up artist put on Lin Yi. She looks more than ten years old.

Lin can also reach out and touch his face, looking at his appearance in the mirror, "I will be like this in ten years?"

Lin Yiyi took out his mobile phone, took a picture of himself, and then sent it to Gu Jingting. He asked, "will you dislike me 20 years later?"?

After the photos were sent out, a reply was received soon.

Gu four little only returned two words: No.

Lin Yiyi: "..."

Well, Gu's dictionary doesn't contain the words "white lies".

"This is the effect of make-up. Now there are all kinds of skin care products. As long as they are well maintained, there won't be much change in their twenties and thirties. " The makeup artist said with a smile.

Lin also thought to himself: if you look at other people's makeup artists, they will speak better than Gu Jingting.

Lin can also put on makeup, change clothes and take Milan to the set.

This play is Xiang Heng's last. It is the last conversation between the emperor and the princess before his death.

Xiang Heng plays the emperor lying on the Dragon bed, covered with bright yellow quilt, white hair and beard, looking old and haggard.

Lin can also see Xiang Heng's make-up, and his heart immediately balances.

When the departments were in place, the director picked up the walkie talkie and shouted, "aciton."

As the camera moves forward, Lin Yiyi's Qingwan sits beside the Dragon bed with a bowl of thick black soup medicine in his hand.

"Emperor, it's time to drink medicine." She said softly, a little hoarse.

The emperor sat up from the Dragon bed with strong support and reached out to block the medicine bowl she handed. He knew that his time limit was coming. It was meaningless to drink this medicine or not.

"Emperor..." There was a tremor in the clear voice.

The emperor smiled feebly, took the medicine bowl and put it aside, and held her hand.

After make-up, Xiangheng's hand looks old and dry, and it trembles slightly.

"When I go, you will have a good life. I see. The fourth is filial. "

Qingwan clenches her lips, her eyes are universal, and she shakes her head slightly.

The emperor clapped her on the back of her hand like comfort, "what do you cry for? You know, I can't see you cry the most. Every time you cry, I feel powerless. "

Qingwan shook his head, and a little hard to squeeze out a smile, "I didn't cry."

"I am a man, not a God, and I am blessed to die." Said the emperor with a light cough.

Qingwan immediately stood up and patted him on the back to help him.

The emperor eased his breath and took her to his side again and sat down. "I remember, you entered the palace at the age of 14 and gave birth to a senior at the age of 19. It's almost 50 years since I saw it

"Yes, Qingwan has been with the emperor for nearly fifty years."

The emperor looked at her, his eyes slightly shaking, "call me Xuanye. You never seem to call me by name. "

At this moment, the emperor did not call himself "I".

Qingwan is stunned. She heard that only the queen of yuan once called the emperor's name. She is not qualified as a concubine of low birth.

At this moment, the emperor's eyes, even with some expectations.

Qingwan moved his lips and called out with a trembling voice, "Xuanye."

When the emperor heard this, he smiled faintly and leaned his head against the bed, but he still held his gentle hand tightly. "I have only loved two women in my life, one is fang'er, the other is you."

Fang'er in his mouth is the boudoir name of hesheri family after the Yuan Dynasty.

Qingwan felt the heat in her eyes and immediately lowered her head to avoid tears in front of the emperor.

With him, she has gone through most of her life, silently loving and looking forward to this man, but she never dare to think of her position in his heart, let alone his love.

However, on his deathbed, he unexpectedly heard his heart.

Qingwan suddenly realized that in his love for her for half of her life, there was a real element of "love".

"Qingwan, have you ever loved me?" The emperor looked into her eyes and asked in a weak voice.

They look at each other, only to find that each other in their eyes is old.

Qingwan nodded with tears and laughter.

After listening, the emperor smiled with relief, closed his eyes slowly, and said, "fortunately, I have no wishful thinking."

He looked at her quietly and attentively, and slowly closed his eyes in satisfaction.

Qingwan's eyes were wide open. She saw that he had no breath in front of her. There are tears pouring out of the eyes. Each other's hands are still clasped together.

In this crying scene, Lin didn't use chilli water. But I was crying.

She looked at Xiang Heng's old look, inexplicably thinking of Gu Jingting.

Is it the same way when he is old. One day, he will die.

There is a saying: one hundred years old, seventy rare. She and Gu Jingting can be together for decades.

Decades, it sounds like a long time, but they are in a hurry. In a flash, they are probably old.

Lin could not even imagine what he would look like when he was dying. Is it also like the emperor who plays Xiang Heng at the moment, asking his sweetheart carefully if he has ever loved himself.

At this moment, Lin also suddenly burst into a strong impulse to marry him and stay with him forever.

The play, almost one by one, the director shouted out, "end of work." Lin can also immerse himself in the play.

On the way back to the hotel, Lin Yi's eyes are red all the time. His crying eyes are swollen and painful. Originally, she planned to go back and ice it. However, she opened the door with her room card and accidentally saw Luyao sitting on the sofa in the living room.