Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

The cast of "boundless" is busy, because the highly concerned drama is finally coming to an end today.

In the exquisite and magnificent hall, the emperor, who was in his prime but already full of hair, was sitting on the couch with one hand on his forehead, as if he was taking a nap.

Obviously, he is just under 30 years old, but he seems to be a dying old man. His whole body is full of rotten and dead breath.

It is a very different contrast with the beautiful and delicate queen Zhu Tong who comes in slowly.

"Your Majesty Would you like to have a rest first? It's cool here... "

The emperor raised his eyes and laughed at the empress. Then he put his eyes into the distance, and his voice was faint It's Qingming again. "

The queen felt a pain in her heart.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rains in succession, and passers-by on the road want to lose their souls. If you ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy points to Xinghua village from afar In the past, amo liked apricot flower wine best. This year, I will brew two jars with my own hands and sprinkle them on his grave next year. " After a pause, he laughed at himself again: "where is the grave? He didn't even come back."

The queen said, "long sleep on the battlefield It's the will of the general. "

"His last wish is to protect the country I never thought about me. " Long Yan closed his eyes and said sarcastically, "the river and mountain are short of amo, which is really It's boring. "

The queen was shocked: "your majesty!"

The emperor waved his hand and stood up. "I'm just saying it casually."

He got up and went to the door and looked at the orderly buildings of the Imperial Palace downstairs. With a strong sense of cold and ice, the rain fell gently and covered the rich ancient capital with a hazy mist.

The queen looked at the emperor's back, holding the table, shed two lines of clear tears, choked.

At the beginning, the emperor's pavilion was entrusted with Hufu, and the general allowed him to be beautiful. He really spent his life in exchange for today's River and sea.

But if you can, Zhu Tong would rather be still in the turbulent times, that person is still alive, fresh looks like the fragrant apricot flowers written by the emperor, with charming and cold, lazily carrying a pot of wine, pushing open the firewood leaf, laughing and saying, "I'm back", rather than peace today, Long Yan is like twilight.

Maybe a woman is always selfish. She wants her lover to be happy and safe. As long as this person is good, everything is good.

Long Yan looked at the continuous drizzle, stretched out his hand, and his fingertips came into contact with the cold rain. However, he was in a trance in the misty fog. He saw the man in the vermilion outer shirt strolling along, with full pleasure and leisurely. He came near, Yan Ruo Tao Li's smile, and his voice took the indifference under the chrysanthemum picking Hedge: "the minister is back."

The minister is back.

After all, he couldn't say it until he died.

Long Yan closed his eyes, and the scene in front of him retreated one after another. He turned and said to Zhu Tong, "come back to the palace."

……

"Card!" The director said excitedly.

Finally, Nanjian was relieved and hugged by several people, and then went to the dressing room to remove her makeup.

Who knows that the makeup artist hasn't come yet, but there's a rascal coming. Su Zhenyun pushes the door of the dressing room and says, "Miss makeup lady, my sister has just had an accident at home, and she's gone. If you want to remove your makeup, you'll have to wait for a while. When someone else's makeup artist is finished, borrow one."

Nanjian didn't have any expression, um.

Su Zhenyun approached him and looked at him: "I found that your white hair is beautiful. Do you want to consider dyeing grandma's grey? You believe me, I have good taste. "

“……” Nanjian took a look at him. He was so bright that he couldn't bear to comment.

Su Zhenyun continued: "is it really not dyed? Dye it, dye it? "

Nanjian turned around and didn't want to pay any attention to him. He went to take off the belt of the costume. Because it was worn by the emperor, it was very exquisite and difficult to take off. He was stunned that he couldn't take off the waist seal by himself.

Su Zhenyun tut: "you are too stupid, come on, I will help you --"

he said, he started, half kneeling on the ground, raised his hand to beat the waist. Nanjian was a little unnatural: "no, I'll do it myself."

What a garbage pose!

With a click, Su Zhenyun untied his waistband and pulled off his robe. He whistled: "my little brother is in good shape."

Nanjian was wearing a white obscene dress. The cloth was light and thin, which outlined the thin waist and abdominal muscles. The figure was really good.

Nanjian said coldly, "go away."

Su Zhenyun certainly can't roll, so he squats next to watch Nanjian change his clothes. Nanjian doesn't care about him. He changes his clothes and plans to leave to find an assistant. Su Zhenyun holds him down and says, "Hey, don't worry. I'll take off my makeup, too."

Nanjian looks at him suspiciously.

Su Zhenyun said with displeasure: "what kind of eyes are you looking at? I really can! "

He pressed Nanjian on the chair and looked at the man's face. He found that the make-up was not heavy. He only made his young face look older and used makeup remover.

He poured the makeup remover on the cotton pad and wiped it on Nanjian's face. It can be described as violence. Nanjian barely tolerated his impulse to kill this man and allowed him to commit mischief.Su Zhenyun really took off his makeup for Nanjian. Looking at his delicate face, he fell into deep thought: "Jianjian, have you seen our two western leather stickers online?"

Nanjian didn't understand why he said this all of a sudden. He said, "it's just nonsense."

Even if he really likes men, he won't like this spicy pink chicken.

"That means you read it." Su Zhenyun laughed, "but I just don't understand. Why do they think I'm suffering? I'm very angry. Where did you suffer? "

Nanjian sneer: "grow more beautiful than women, no points in the heart?"

"Hiss --" Su Zhenyun said unhappily, "this natural beauty is hard to abandon..."

"One dynasty is chosen by the king's side?" Nanjian hum and smile, stand up, as if to see a mentally handicapped: "Yang Guifei, your Tang Dynasty has died."

Su Zhenyun said:

"Chen Jian's eyes are not forced to make up again

Nanjian The posture of leaning back is very uncomfortable. He turns around and presses the person under his body. The two people turn their positions in an instant. His voice is cold and disdainful: "is that what you do?"

They were so close that they could breathe.

A cry of surprise came from the door, and the two of them looked sideways together. Their sister, who loved to skew, was flushed with excitement and had strange eyes.

Nanjian immediately stood up straight and walked without looking back.

Su Zhenyun stayed in the same place. After several seconds, he lowered his head and grabbed his pants. His face was full of words: "lying trough?"

How could he be so hard??!