Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 90 No more phoenix enchanting, she deserves to die.

Fengguan Xiapei, this is what the queen should wear.

Feng Yaoluo wore the stolen clothes and knelt on the wet ground.

She is so beautiful that people are fascinated, and even if her slightly raised eyebrows are lifeless, people are addicted to it.

She was originally a beautiful young lady of the Feng family, she had a bright future and a family that loved her.

She should belong to Miss Feng, why should she be the prince's concubine.

And why ruined the lives of the whole clan.

Thinking of this, her sluggish eyes finally seemed to fluctuate.

The muddy rainwater hit her eyes hard, drop by drop, like a knife piercing the eyes.

After a while, she raised her hand and touched the red string in her hand.

"Prince..."

Have you ever loved enchanting?

She couldn't ask, she already knew the answer.

Not far away, footsteps came one after another.

The most noble men and women sit on the eight-carried sedan chair, and they are also the most enviable lovers in the world.

Murong Lian quietly opened the car curtain, and was caught off guard by Feng Yaoluo's hollow and terrifying eyes, and she trembled subconsciously.

The gentle tyrant sitting beside her slowly stroked her forehead hair, "Don't look, your eyes are dirty."

The voice was far away, but Feng Yaoluo's pupils shrank slightly.

She loves him so much that she can read his lips when he opens and closes his lips.

"She, she is so pitiful... Can you spare her?"

"She tried to kill you, damn it."

"Lian'er, you are too kind."

Feng Yaoluo closed her eyes, but she didn't look.

Blood overflowed from between the lips and teeth, and her tongue had been bitten off a long time ago.

She couldn't feel the pain anymore, she was numb.

Footsteps came again, and she knew who it was without opening her eyes.

Beggars on the street.

Since she was thrown into this cramped alley, every day and every night, dirty beggars lay on top of her.

At least three, seven or eight more.

Every day, every night.

Her clothes were torn, and she was lying on the dirty floor unwilling to open her eyes.

Murong Lian had already burst into tears, leaning on the man's shoulder sobbing, "Your Majesty... she is just a woman."

The gentle tyrant looks at his true love tenderly, she will always be a blank sheet of paper, pure and kind.

It made his heart soften.

"She wants to hurt you, she deserves to die."

Even though she closed her eyes and plugged her ears, Feng Yaoluo's heart still twitched violently, almost wanting to suffocate her.

Damn her.

Damn her.

she dies—

……

……

The torrential rain gradually disappeared, and it was over, but no one spoke for a long time on the set.

Yu Qing lay in the blood red, like a mandala that bloomed for a short time and then quickly disappeared.

Such extreme beauty is only for that moment.

Her whole body was cold, she slowly opened her eyes, and looked directly at the dazzling spotlight in front of her.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

The applause of hula-la resounded with the momentum of thunder, and even the shady prince in the play couldn't help applauding.

A scene, so long, never NG!

An Ru didn't say a word, her bare hands tightly clutched the sleeves in her hands.

she…

Yu Qing...

Yu Qing's acting skills actually brought her into the play.

shame!

Yu Qing suddenly felt that she had no strength, and she collapsed on the ground for a long time and no one came to help her.

Everyone was shocked by her acting skills just now, how could they notice that she had no strength at all.

It's winter, she has been drenched in cold water and lying on the ground, she has no strength left.

He closed his eyes a little, and suddenly felt lighter.

The thick cloak covered her shoulders, and warmth flowed through her body at once.

The embrace was very warm, and she subconsciously moved closer.

Yu Qingqiang raised his eyelids and looked at the person who was holding her.

"You did a good job." The man's voice was low but cold.

Yu Qing narrowed her eyes and looked at Yu Yanshen, then suddenly smiled, "What do you think about being a director?"

The tragic character suddenly jumped out of the scene and smiled brightly at him, and an indescribable emotion welled up in Yu Yanshen's heart.

He hugged her tightly, seeing the curve of her lips, and trembled in his chest, "Hold tight, I won't freeze you to death."

The voice that came out was low, with a hint of displeasure.

Yu Qing didn't resist, took a breath of snot, and shrank towards the warm place.

Oh shit…

It's too fucking cold, her hands are numb.

Watching Yu Yanshen leave with Yu Qing in his arms, no one spoke for a long time on set.

To be honest, there are really good acting skills in the entertainment industry, but there are not many like Yu Qing who give people such a shocking vision, at least they haven't seen it yet.

Director Wang stared at the screen, frowning tightly.

After a while, he let out a long sigh.

The assistant director thumped in his heart, "Yu Qing is so awesome, aren't you satisfied?"

Director Wang glanced at him and sighed again.

"You know shit."

The assistant director was upset, "I must understand, Yu Qing has acted like this and you are still not satisfied, then put on your clothes and lie there, and see if you can act to your satisfaction!"

Director Wang raised his hand and slapped him on the forehead, "Are you fucking mentally retarded? When did I say that Yu Qing's acting is not good? I sighed because she acted so well!"

When the words fell, he lowered his voice and whispered into the assistant director's ear, "You said that she is so good as the second female lead, what about the first female lead? The whole play was suppressed! Didn't you find that the first female lead is not kind at all?" Has anyone noticed? It's all about Feng Yaoluo's misery!"

The assistant director suddenly realized.

Then he looked down at the script in his hand, and murmured in a low voice, "Damn, the female number one is not Feng Yaoluo, I even forgot!"

An Ru stood quietly aside, with a heavy towel on her body.

She listened to all the conversations between the director and the assistant director, and she didn't know whether her face was frozen pale or she was so pale.

Sister Hong made her a cup of ginger tea, and An Ru held the cup tightly.

Two seconds later, she slammed the cup out.

The number one male who was accidentally injured glanced at her and left silently.

Sister Hong frowned, but her heart still hurt.

"Her character is already shocking, and only this scene is more eye-catching. Afterwards, her viciousness will not make the audience remember her, don't worry."

An Ru's fingertips were trembling, "This scene of her is enough for the audience to remember for a lifetime."

Feng enchanting, Feng enchanting...

Make her Murong Lian look like a brainless soft bun!

Sister Hong didn't deny it, but just wrapped the towel tightly around her, "The entertainment industry is full of hidden dragons and phoenixes, you have to calm down, only the most tolerant and calm people can have the last laugh."

An Ru was not angry because her acting skills were crushed, in fact, her acting skills were good enough.

Otherwise, there would be no ng when the camera was on her.

She just hated herself for being brought into the play by Yu Qing.

He even hated the pity in the man's eyes when he rushed over to hug her and got up. The emotion was so hot that she didn't recover for a while.

How much she thought, what she was holding was herself.

Obviously she was wet too.

　The tears written by Feng Yaoluo, in ancient times, there were many women who were blind for love, and in the era when men were the sky, there were too many such tragedies.

　　The update is over, some recommended tickets are smashed, and they are about to expire, and the zero point will be reset~
　　


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