The young man in white turned sideways and faced the young emperor who was bending over with his cold face for the first time.
A single glance seems like a thousand years.
His coldness silenced everyone.
"If this is your wish, I will fulfill it for you.
It can be regarded as repaying your love."
The two met each other when they were young, and once accidentally saved the life of the young man in white, so he was indebted to him.
The young emperor opened his mouth, his lips moving as if he wanted to say something, but when he spoke again, he could only say thanks: "Thank you, Imperial Master."
From then on, there was no longer a white-clothed young master in this world, only national masters.
"What do you need to pack?"
The young emperor followed his gaze and glanced at the wooden house behind him.
The young man in white told people's fortunes and finally calmed down his thoughts.
He just asked for a torch.
When everyone was confused and confused, he burned down the house where he had lived for twenty years.
"Let's go."
The words that come to my mouth are like sighing with nothingness.
"Click" The director yelled loudly, and it was only then that everyone realized that this was not a dream, but a real-life filming.
It's just this kind of coolness that makes everyone immersed in it.
"Well, she is indeed the national preceptor I personally selected."
The director started to laugh when he saw the first scene.
Sure enough, he was right to use her.
This completely brought to life the national preceptor who should be everyone's heart.
This kind of aura cannot be mastered by acting skills.
It must be the kind of clarity and indifference that can only be achieved by those who have been in power for a long time, or who have experienced countless normal situations in the world.
Cheng Xuezhi, who saw this scene from a distance, was still immersed in the acting skills of these two people.
She was as shocked as they were.
She knew Xu Haoxuan's acting skills, but when did Bian Yue's acting skills become so impressive?
It was as if she really was the national master, bearing all his disregard.
Did she really have such acting skills in her previous life?
It was obvious that she was reborn, so why did this honor go to Bian Yue again?
Not only the director, but also she can clearly understand that Bian Yue's identity as a national master in this drama is what really makes people applaud.
Does she really have to have her own light blocked again?
Cheng Xuezhi clenched her fists and looked at her sideways, her eyes down full of sinisterness.
So she secretly picked up her phone, turned off the flash, pointed it at her, took a photo and put it away.
The twinkling eyes already had an idea.
"Bian Yue, you really brought the role of the Imperial Master to life for everyone."
Xu Haoxuan praised him unceremoniously.
His interest in those equally indifferent eyes once again aroused, as if he wanted to dye those eyes with color. is his purpose.
Shen Ziyu glanced at him and took the cell phone handed over by Sister Zhang.
Before he could speak, he looked at the number he had called.
He frowned slightly and pressed the button to answer the call.
"Um" "Sister Wang, I'll go see you when things are settled in two days."
The caller came from her brother, Nicholas, who had been calling her crazily during this period.
Shen Ziyu wanted to hang up the phone, but in less than a minute, the phone at home and Sister Zhang's phone rang, causing her brother who was far away in Country Y to think that something bad had happened to Sister Wang.
All in all, it’s hard to describe
For someone who really cares about her, it's really hard for her to refuse, especially the very clingy Wang brother.
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Besides, she, the king's younger brother, doesn't have many political matters at hand, so why does she spend so much time?
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