The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 91 Princess, I have seen you before

Qiu Zijie is in prison.

Qiu Ting did what she said and sent him in with her own hands.

This time, many wealthy families were sensationalized.

Even though the Qiu family suppressed the heat, they warned many witnesses.

But there were quite a few rich kids who were present that day, so they knew everything they should know.

So when they learned that it was Ming Qi who persecuted them, everyone was surprised.

"is her?"

In the Cheng family, Mrs. Cheng sat at the head, speaking in surprise.

"Yes."

Cheng Hongjun sat down and recounted the details of the racetrack that day verbatim.

Mrs. Cheng squinted her eyes and listened. When she heard something, she suddenly opened her eyes.

"Tabei Law Enforcement Officer?"

Cheng Hongjun said silently in his heart: Sure enough.

He guessed right.

Cheng Hongjun asked: "Grandma, what's the mystery here?"

Mrs. Cheng turned a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, looked at the proudest grandson she had raised by herself, and said in deep thought: "More than 20 years ago, Ming Zhengyang was the law enforcement officer in the north of the tower."

Cheng Hongjun was startled.

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After coming out of the mansion, Cheng Hongjun thought for a while, and ordered his subordinates: "Go, give Miss Ming a special membership card of the club."

After a pause, Cheng Hongjun continued: "Convey Miss Ming for me, she is welcome at the club anytime."

He had wanted to give this card to her for a long time, but due to various reasons, he never sent it out.

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Ming family.

Ming Qi is not at home.

Ming Qingyun held the membership card between her fingers, and after listening to the butler's words, she nodded lightly: "Got it, let's go."

He was sitting on the sofa, with a pair of long legs gracefully overlapping, his blue eyes were indifferent and emotionless.

Talking to anyone is like condescension.

The butler withdrew after receiving the order.

After the housekeeper left, Ming Qingyun put the membership card on the table and got up.

He was wearing a long black windbreaker, and the fine satin slipped off naturally when he got up, as if he was wearing some kind of brocade robe, which was very dignified.

Ming Qingyun walked towards the room.

The pace under his feet was slow, and the void rippled up and down, and every step he took, waves suddenly appeared.

As if exceeding some kind of void restriction, his figure gradually disappeared into the air.

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As Yu Xiangdi said before, Lu Yuanfeng was recently pressed by Xu Jing in the crew to film day and night.

A group of crew members accompanied him to catch up with the progress until it was dark.

The end is coming soon.

Ming Qi's play is about to wrap up.

In the play, the young general experiences plots and tricks, sees the bloody swords behind the schemes, and experiences life pains such as the death of close friends and sacrifices of comrades-in-arms, and finally grows step by step into a powerful town named Gaiyunei. National General.

He and Princess Fu'an, one in charge of the rear palace and the other in support of the front court, supported this broken dynasty amidst the ups and downs, and found a glimmer of life from the decay.

One emperor and one courtier.

Since ancient times, the winner is the king and the bandit is defeated, and the loser is the bandit.

The culprits behind the piles of incidents were finally exposed and defeated by them.

Princess Fuyan's layout was completely destroyed, her power was completely lost, and she was sentenced to death at a certain date.

Thinking of her past glory, Princess Fu'an did not put her in prison, but put her under house arrest in the Princess Palace, where she was monitored day and night.

Until the end, Fu An could not accept this cruel reality.She couldn't tolerate Fuyan ruining the image of a heroine in her heart.

So she said, life and death will never meet.

On the eve of the execution, only Yan Lin came.

The night was dark and there was no moon in the sky.

Yan Lin came over with half a jug of old wine, and saw Fu Yan who had nothing now.

She once turned clouds and rain, covered the sky with one hand, surrounded by thousands of servants, and had many followers.

And now, she was reduced to a prisoner.

It's also the cold winter, living in a cold palace, without a stove to warm up, and without servants to serve, it is inconvenient for a disabled person to live in food, clothing, housing and transportation.

He was in a mess, his eyes were full of vicissitudes... This is what Yan Lin thought.

When he stepped into the palace, what he saw was Princess Fuyan who was always calm and unhurried.

It was as if she was still strategizing and fearless.

Yan Lin was slightly taken aback.

Seeing him coming, Fu Yan seemed to have expected it, and sat calmly in front of the window: "The palace is ugly, General, please go ahead."

... That's right, he is no longer a reckless young master, but a powerful general who suppresses the country.

Yan Lin shook his head.

He put half a jug of wine on the table and said, "Today, come and practice for the eldest princess."

Years of ups and downs and vicissitudes have made him lose his youthful impulsiveness, and no matter how frank he speaks, there is an adult tact in him.

Princess Fuyan smiled lightly: "Thank you, General."

She said thank you, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Yan Lin is used to it.

Fu'an has complicated feelings for her, and he stubbornly refuses to come, and he just came to see her for the last time for Fu'an.

What Yan Lin brings is a burning knife.

The taste is strong like fire, and the mouth burns the throat. It is a strong wine.

A favorite of border fighters.

Yan Lin poured a small glass for her and handed it to her eyes: "After thinking about it, this wine suits you best. I don't know if the princess is still used to it or not."

Fu Yan stared at the pale yellow liquid in the cup, the wine was turbid, poured into the white porcelain cup, showing a rude incompatibility.

Fu Yan took it, her pale fingertips touched the white jade cup, carefully studying the wine in the cup.

"Not good enough."

Yan Lin frowned, thinking that she thought the wine was cheap.

Unexpectedly, she said next sentence: "Pair it with a pottery bowl."

Yan Lin was slightly taken aback.

Princess Fuyan has deep thoughts, and under her smile is an unbreakable seven-apertured exquisite heart, and her words will never leak.

Only this time, from these few words, Yan Lin got a glimpse of her deeply hidden self.

Yan Lin suddenly had an absurd idea: Everyone said that the eldest princess had disabled legs and fell from a high platform, so she changed her temperament and took revenge on Da Chu.But... what if this person never changed?

He said slowly, "Eldest Princess, I saw you when I was young."

Fuyan looks at him.

Yan Lin was also an absurd boy when he was young, and later he traveled all over Dachu with his father, only to see a different scenery.

"My father thinks that Chang'an is a dude, and he is afraid that I will follow suit. When I was a child, he took me across rivers and mountains. When I was 12 years old, I went to the desert and Gubei with him. There were many wars in the border town, and I often played drums in the middle of the night. I was..."

He stopped suddenly.

He saw King Zhenbei at that time, King Zhenbei sitting on his horse in high spirits.

"At that time, you wore armor and a red robe, and you killed hundreds of people under the moonlight, and the blood was spattered by the sword. You said that those who insult the great Chu will be punished even if they are far away."

Later, King Zhenbei suffered a disastrous defeat in the battle, and he was disabled for life, making it difficult to gallop.

Countless people mourned and lamented endlessly.

No one knows, after traveling all over the country, his father asked him what his ambition was.

But Yan Lin thought of the woman under the moon and the rumors outside, clenched his fists and said, border crossing.

Yan Lin's thoughts were flooding and memories kept coming, but Fu Yan had already raised his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Liquor burns throat.

Fuyan hadn't drank for many years, she immediately choked, her chest concussion, and she coughed again and again.

She slowed down for a while, and then smiled at Yanlin: "The child Fu'an, I will leave it to the young master, don't let her down."

Yanlin frowned again.

Obviously everything has been resolved, why does he feel uneasy in his heart?
The next moment, the wine glass fell to the ground.

Fuyan leaned her head on the back of the wheelchair, her bare hands slipped from her wide sleeves, bright red blood spilled from her lips, and she closed her eyes silently.

The banquet was shocked.

"you……!"

Non-toxic in wine.

(End of this chapter)