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Chapter 14 I've Arrived

"Master, is it not good to go to someone else's room in the middle of the night?" Xiao Wu asked weakly.

"You're right." Fu Sheng turned over and touched a small washed tomato from the coffee table, then nestled back to the original position, narrowing his eyes comfortably.

Little Five: "..."

"I really don't understand. What are you so worried about? Xiangwan is a little green tea, and she even has tea-flavored pheromones, but so what? We all know that we are all Omega."

Xiang Wan took out two cups of yogurt from the refrigerator, and sat down next to Fu Sheng. The commercial on TV had just ended, and in the sonorous and tortuous opening song, a thick and colorful picture scroll slowly unfolded.

"Hush—don't talk, the show is about to begin."

Fu Sheng silenced Xiao Wu, and quietly sat up a little more, because she was nervous.

This kind of mood has not appeared on Fu Sheng for a long time. She is very confident in her acting skills, but the performance of this drama is not only linked to Fu Sheng's acting skills.

This is Fu Sheng's first play, and it is also the obsession of the original owner.

In the book, the original body is portrayed as someone who would rather go crooked ways for the sake of Huo, but also is a good-for-nothing who can stretch his hips and only knows how to hate others, but Fu Sheng doesn't believe in such a character.

A character cannot convince readers or audiences that there must be something wrong with the person who shaped her, not the character itself.Fu Sheng always remembered the moment when she crossed over, the despair that almost overwhelmed Fu Sheng was transmitted to her through time and space, the scars like a knife cut on the palm of her hand.

Even though it was so painful, Yuan body still held on to the room card firmly, and didn't take a step into the door.

She finally waited for Fu Sheng to come, so Fu Sheng must not let her down.

The play begins.

Amidst the joyful red, the eldest princess married the prime minister's young son who was incapable of writing or martial arts under ten miles of red makeup.

The banners are flourishing, and the sky is wide.

Princess Furou and her son-in-law lead the red silk, step by step up the steps, and step into the brand new princess mansion.The heavy vermilion lacquer gate closed behind the two, and the gilded door knocker clanged, blocking out the bursts of congratulations and firecrackers.

In this shot, the eldest princess never showed her true face, nor did she show any gesture of attachment to her younger daughter.

When the country is overjoyed, the world is amnesty.

The color of the camera slowly changed, and the red color faded little by little. The people on the official roads of the capital shuttled back and forth, and amidst all kinds of buying and selling, the leaves turned yellow and fell, and they were all bare in a blink of an eye.

After a heavy snowfall, there is a vast expanse of whiteness.

A little doll in a red padded jacket with braids jumped out, picked up a piece of red paper scattered on the ground after the firecrackers exploded, put it in the palm of his hand and tilted his head to look at it.The north wind whizzed past, and the red paper floated from the palm of his hand, whirling and circling in the air. At some point, the old tree in the courtyard had sprouted new buds.

"It's a beautiful day, but no matter what day, it's a pleasure to enjoy..."

"It turns out that the colorful blooms are everywhere, and they are all ruined like this..." *

The babbling libretto floated from the corner of the street far away, and the child raised his head ignorantly, and saw anxious figures flashing past, waving theater tickets with black letters on a red background.

Fang Qiaohe sang/popular, and right now he is the hottest celebrity under the emperor's feet.

At the end of spring and summer solstice, the scorching sun scorched the earth, the last traces of catkins were blown away by the hot wind, shouts and curses came from the deep courtyard of the old street, and the door was locked with a bang, Fang Qiaohe, who passed away in a blink of an eye, brought her broken baggage, and was arrested People threw it out together.

This summer, a big event happened in the capital. The eldest princess' son-in-law died.

White lanterns were placed outside the gate of the Princess Mansion, and white silk was covered with a plaque hanging high in the center. The flower hall full of guests has never been so deserted.

The eldest princess moved back to the palace, hid in a deep courtyard, smoked the Buddha statue, and chanted sutras in front of the Buddha every day.

People say that the eldest princess loves the son-in-law terribly.

When she got married, she moved everyone, and when she was widowed, it was known all over the city. The stories of the chaste and martyrs were all in the storytellers' mouths, and they knew that they were talking about the only sister of the current emperor.

Fang Qiaohe was wandering on the street leaning on a piece of broken wood, and the book stall next to it was full of people, they only had to turn their heads to take a look, and they would find that it was Qiao Xian'er whom they were crazy about a few months ago.

Fang Qiaohe was in a trance, her eyes were blurred with sweat, and the road ahead was blurred, she chanted in a low voice: "Qia Sanchun is good for no one to see, don't beware of the noise..."*

At the corner, I bumped into a murmuring musician, and by chance, the feng shui cycle turned, and Fang Qiaohe entered the palace.

During the palace banquet of the Shangyuan Festival, the emperor wanted to reunite his family, and the eldest princess had to come out from the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, and sat in the hall to feast with everyone.

With the sound of silk and bamboo, Fang Qiaohe in a cloak stepped on the snow surrounded by a group of dancers, with a small bell tied on a red silk rope around her slender ankles, growing lotus every step of the way.

Eyes fluttered, a flying red mark pointed directly at people's hearts, with a frown and a smile, she made a gesture with bare hands, and her body and eyes were all stunning.

At the end of the song, the snowy skin and black hair were tangled, and the slanted eyes were flamboyant and unrestrained, looking provocatively at the nobles in the room.

As soon as the camera turned, it was fixed on the eldest princess Furou.

The fingers under her wide sleeves fastened the armrests of the seat, and her eyes were full of surprise. The good upbringing could not suppress the vigorous emotions, and her slightly forward body revealed the panic in her heart.

The eldest princess is looking at Fang Qiaohe.

The ending song suddenly sounded, and it turned out that today's two episodes ended here.

After a while, Xiang Wan put the untouched yogurt back on the coffee table, her throat quivered, and her vague voice lingered between her lips and tongue.

"Sister, you're going to be on fire."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Wu's loud exclamation also sounded in Fu Sheng's mind: "Master, kill me!"

Fu Sheng's expression was stern, so Xiang Wan simply took out his phone without searching hard, Fu Sheng's name was now clearly listed on the trending search.

#Fangqiaohe is beautiful#

Click on the topic, and all the screenshots of the snow dance just now come to your face. Fu Sheng is like a plum blossom in the snow, and every frame is so beautiful that it makes people cry.

Scrolling down, Xiang Wan saw more and more discussions about Fu Sheng, and the focus was not limited to beauty.

[Oh my God, what kind of extreme expression management is this, how does Qiao Xianer manage to make every frown and smile seem to be seducing me!Woman, you have successfully attracted me! 】

[Hurry up and look through the cast and crew, there is no dubbing of Qiao Xianer's libretto, it's the actor's original voice! ! !Is Ning the Kraken? 】

【Oh my god, have Fang Qiaohe's actors acted in so many plays before?Why did I just know her today? Everyone, come to Kangkang Baozang Teacher Fu, Teacher Fu is worth it! 】

Eight of the next ten pages are rainbow farts, changing patterns without repetition. Xiang Wan smiled when she saw it. She held the phone in front of Fu Sheng's eyes, and then wore a messy curly hair full of homeliness. Suddenly poked her face out from behind the phone, "Is sister happy?"

Fu Sheng read a few pages of comments with Xiang Wan's hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a gentle curve.

The original body of Fu Sheng who doesn't know where he is going, can you see this?

The lingering ending song was still playing, and Xiao Wu was still howling meaninglessly. Xiang Wan put one hand on the sofa next to Fu Sheng, and showed Fu Sheng the phone. It smells like a subtle tea aroma.

Everything is perfect except...

Xiang Wan miscalculated the degree to which the soft hotel fabric sofa could withstand deformation, and the sponge near the supporting arm collapsed. She lost all strength and fell down.

"Be careful!" Fu Sheng opened his arms subconsciously.

Her body reacted faster than her words, but it was a pity that Xiang Wan would not roll to the ground from this angle. Fu Sheng's movement would only make Xiang Wan fall firmly into her arms.

Moreover, it was as if Fu Sheng insisted on imprisoning people in his arms.

Two seconds later, Xiang Wan stumbled up, with a strange blush on the tips of his ears.

"Master, host, why do you insist on hugging her?" Xiao Wu sent to question.

"Which eye of yours saw me hug her?" Fu Sheng argued.

Xiao Wu: "Two."

Fu Sheng: "..."

Fu Sheng: "You can clearly hear what I'm thinking, don't put a hat on me."

On the other hand, Xiang Wan, the person involved, seemed much more reasonable. She gathered the hair that had fallen on her shoulders, put it all behind her ears, covered her cute ears tightly, cleared her throat, and said with a normal expression: "No. Sorry, my hand slipped."

Fu Sheng believed it on the spot.

A strange atmosphere suddenly emerged between the two of them, and silence swept over. To ease the embarrassment, Fu Sheng picked up a cup of yogurt on the table and drank it down. When he put it down, he found that Xiang Wan was staring at her in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Fu Sheng had a bad feeling.

"That cup is mine."

Fu Sheng's eyes quickly switched to the yogurt cup. There was a red lip mark on the rim of the milky white ceramic cup, and there was another cup on Fu Sheng's left. The rim of the cup was clean and full.

No! ! !

Fu Sheng shouted in his heart.

"Hold on, host! She's changing the concept secretly!" Xiao Wu has never been so clever as now.

"She didn't drink that cup at all. The two cups are the same. There is no such thing as yours or mine. It can only be said that now that you have finished drinking this cup, then this cup is yours."

"Big Daddy, as long as you are upright enough, she will think you're not flirting." Xiao Wu said firmly.

Fu Sheng: "I wasn't flirting at all!"

"Then sister, please pass me that cup." Xiang Wan pointed to the full cup of yogurt next to Fu Sheng, and sipped it under Fu Sheng's watchful eyes.

In fact, it’s not surprising that Fu Sheng took it wrong. After all, the cup she drank was placed on Fu Sheng’s right hand, while the other cup was on her left. When people are unconscious, they will definitely use their dominant hand to hold things.

Xiang Wan lowered her head and smiled. She did it on purpose, but Fu Sheng didn't notice.

After the embarrassing experience, the previous hug seemed less embarrassing, and thanks to Xiao Wu's messing around, Fu Sheng seemed invulnerable now.

Or rather, numb.

She regained her language function: "Xiang Wan, did you re-record the last scene later?"

According to the script at the time, Fang Qiaohe played by Fu Sheng had no intersection with the eldest princess. In the last look, she was originally looking at the emperor, so she didn't pay attention to Xiang Wan's expression in the shadow beside her.

"There is no supplementary recording, it's the original painting at that time." Xiang Wan put down the yogurt, with a ring of milk stains on his lips, he was completely different from the princess's dazzling amazement and ambition at that moment.

"At that time, I was just looking at my sister."

Left behind on the phone screen in the corner of the sofa, hot comments were still being refreshed, neither of them saw it, and now the rainbow fart with the most likes on the top had been quietly replaced by new comments.

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