In the morning, there was a scene between the Taifu and his mentor's family. Mingwei had a rest, but she still cheered up and came to the set to observe.

Princess Minghua was in love with Taifu, and there were some rumors inside and outside the palace. Mr. Guo, the former chief minister of the cabinet who had resigned to retire, heard about it and was worried that his apprentice's reputation would be damaged, so he specially invited his apprentice to his home for a talk.

Sitting upright, facing the dignified and courteous Taifu, he got straight to the point: "How old is the princess?"

The Taifu's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly: "Seventeen." The late emperor had passed away two years ago.

"And you?"

"Disciple thirty-seven."

Mr. Guo: "Do you think you two are suitable?"

The Taifu raised his eyes, looked directly at his mentor and said, "This disciple has never had such thoughts."

"There is no best." Mr. Guo's voice suddenly became sharp and he glared at his apprentice admonishingly: "The late emperor entrusted the emperor and the princess to you before his death. It was the late emperor's trust in you. The princess is young and ignorant, and is easily fooled by your appearance, but

As a teacher and a subject, you should abide by the rules and not cross even half a step."

The master listened respectfully.

Mr. Guo added: "In this dynasty, consorts are all selected from common people or low-ranking officials. The late emperor treated the princess like a jewel, and made a special exception for the princess to choose her consort freely, regardless of official position. But don't forget, Taizu made it a rule.

That rule is to prevent powerful ministers from using their status as royal relatives to threaten the orthodoxy. Now that the emperor is young, he trusts you and respects you. Once you become a princess, you have both power and the title of royal relative. The emperor will not doubt it for the time being.

What will the courtiers who are eager to replace you say?"

The Taifu was silent, with no expression on his face.

Mr. Guo looked at him deeply and finally reminded: "Get a wife as soon as possible and stop the princess's thoughts. It will be good for you and her."

The Taifu sat to the west of Mr. Guo, and the sunlight from outside shone in through the window screen, illuminating the brocade robe on his body. It was exquisitely handmade, but the Taifu's face was hidden in the gloom, making it unclear. After a long time, Mr. Guo spoke first,

He waved his hand and said, "Go and see Jin'er. Your wife is also over there."

The Taifu nodded, bowed and left.

After leaving the study, the Taifu followed the maid and went along the corridor to the backyard.

Mr. Guo's granddaughter's name is Jin'er. She is fourteen years old. She has pure and beautiful features. Unfortunately, she has been frail and sick since she was a child. Now she is very ill. The Guo family has called famous doctors to no avail. The imperial doctor even declared that Jin'er may not be able to survive.

This winter, the spring is bright, Jin'er is cold and afraid of the cold, lying on the bed with a pale face, while Mrs. Guo is doing needlework and accompanying her granddaughter.

"Third uncle." Jin'er called out weakly when she saw Taifu, respecting Taifu as an elder.

The master nodded.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Guo came out to see the prince off. As she walked, she said sadly: "I wanted to announce my marriage to Jin'er, but Jin'er didn't want it, saying that I didn't want to hurt others... Silly girl has been caring and considerate from the beginning, why doesn't God open his eyes?

..." burst into tears.

The Taifu stopped to comfort him. Looking at the old master's wife in front of him, the Taifu's eyes gradually became blurred.

He thought of Princess Minghua in the palace. It didn't matter whether she was tempted or not. There was destined to be only one. In terms of age, he was old enough to be her father. When he grew old, she would still be in her prime. In terms of status, she was

The innocent princess is the chief minister of the cabinet. He wants to stabilize the court for the young emperor, so he cannot delegate power.

Lifting up the hem of his clothes, the Taifu slowly knelt down and said, "Master, if you don't mind me, I would like to marry Jin'er."

"good!"

After several delays, this section was successfully filmed, and the next few scenes of the Taifu's one-man show were almost all shot in one go.

Mingwei was so impressed that she fell to the ground. Mu Tingzhou's character was by no means likable, but this man seemed to be born for drama. He had no exaggerated expressions and no extra lines, but he stood there, turning the tea bowl.

Small movements, a silhouette of a woman by the window, and a side face hidden behind the window, firmly grasped the audience.

Anyone who has read the original work knows that the Grand Tutor, Princess Minghua, only has one in her life. He married Jin'er to break the princess's heart. After the marriage, he continued to take care of Jin'er as a junior without any affection. Jin'er understood him and never touched her.

After a love affair, the first snow came in winter, and Jin'er died of illness. From then on, the Taifu never married. He only watched Princess Minghua from a distance, while serving as his courtier, staying at home and away from home.

In the afternoon, there is a scene between Ming Wei and Mu Tingzhou.

Before today, Mingwei only had to play the role of a playful and bold princess who had just begun to fall in love, but as the plot changed, the character of Princess Minghua became more and more experienced, and the requirements for her acting skills were suddenly raised. Mingwei was originally under pressure, but last night

Another emotional bomb was thrown by Cheng Yao, so one can imagine the state of filming.

"Card!"

"Card!"

"Card!"

"Ka! Mingwei, what's the matter with you? The princess is usually squeamish and willful. She just learned that the Taifu is going to marry someone else. Anger is her main emotion. Why are your eyes so heavy? The princess is only seventeen, seventeen, a little girl in high school. Take a rest.

Ten minutes, think about it carefully.” Director Zhang exploded after many times in a row.

In fact, Director Zhang took good care of Ming Wei. Except for Mu Tingzhou, only Ming Wei received the least scolding on the set, and Chen Zhang was scolded several times.

Mingwei apologized repeatedly, and then went to find herself in the shade of a tree alone, facing the trunk of the tree, looking pitiful no matter what.

Mu Tingzhou sat comfortably on the chair. When he raised his head to drink water, his eyes circled around Ming Wei, and he felt suspicious. Last night, Xiao Zhaozhao Ming Wei and Cheng Yao had a very happy conversation. He thought the two got back together.

But today Mingwei has been lifeless, and she doesn't look like she is in love.

"Are you going to pick something up?"

Someone was talking too much. Mu Tingzhou turned his eyes and looked at the assistant beside him. At the same time, he put down the water bottle and tightened the cap.

"You looked at her." Xiao Zhao said firmly, not allowing the actor to deny it.

Mu Tingzhou was not so bored. Instead, he glanced at Ming Wei openly and said: "She is not in the right state."

Xiao Zhao smiled and said nothing.

Ten minutes passed and the filming continued. Mingwei was still confused. She really couldn't find the way Princess Minghua felt now. If she tried to force herself, it would only waste the crew's energy. Mingwei took the initiative to find Director Zhang, hoping to give her half a day.

I'll shoot other scenes in the afternoon.

Ming Wei's performance has been good since she joined the cast. Director Zhang gave her face and gave her a few words of encouragement. Ultimately, he believed that Ming Wei could perform well. Since her emotions were not in place, forcing her to shoot would only achieve half the result with half the effort.

Mingwei returned to the hotel dejectedly and continued to lie on the bed in a daze.

She was worried a lot last night, and today Mingwei just wanted to choose a solution. After hesitation and repeated choices, as night fell, Mingwei finally had the answer. She would not quit the crew and delay the progress of the crew and a month of filming. She

She couldn't bear it in her conscience, and she couldn't financially afford the liquidated damages for withdrawing from the group.

But she won't owe Cheng Yao. After the remuneration arrives, she will transfer every penny to Cheng Yao. Even if her fame has increased, she will not set foot in the film and television industry again and will be her Italian translator.

It is enough to not ask for wealth, but to have enough food and clothing. Cheng Yao may have good intentions, but he used the wrong method, and he underestimated her self-esteem.

As if a boulder pressing on her chest had been pushed away, Mingwei felt relieved both physically and mentally. She took a shower, combed her hair, changed her clothes and went to look for food.

Tired of eating in the hotel, Mingwei planned to find a local snack nearby and eat heartily regardless of her image.

The elevator descended to the third floor. Mingwei walked in while reading Dianping. After entering, she turned around and ordered a hot pot restaurant.

"Aren't you afraid of getting hot, Miss Ming, when you eat hot pot in this weather?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and Ming Wei was startled. When she looked back, she saw Xiao Zhao with a smile on his left, and the cold and proud actor on the right. Xiao Zhao was wearing a white shirt, and Mu Tingzhou was wearing black short-sleeves.

A pair of black and white evil spirits.

Mingwei smiled awkwardly: "Are you going to the set?"

Mu Tingzhou stared at the jumping floor numbers indifferently. Xiao Zhao answered for him: "No, Tingzhou wants to go out to eat. I'm not familiar with this place. Does Miss Ming have any recommendations?"

"I'm not very familiar with it either." Mingwei shook her phone and said, "I'm just choosing."

"This house looks very good." Xiao Zhao came closer and said to the screen of her mobile phone.

Things seemed to be settled. The moment she stepped out of the elevator, Ming Wei was completely confused. She walked stiffly for a few steps before she realized what was happening. She jokingly begged Xiao Zhao for mercy: "Why don't we split up? You two are too famous.

, I'm afraid of being photographed." She doesn't want to have a scandal with Mu Tingzhou, or have people criticize her. She wants to be the best actor.

"She eats hot pot, let's switch to another restaurant." Mu Tingzhou passed Ming Wei directly.

Mingwei laughed dryly.

Xiao Zhao did not follow, but looked down at Ming Wei. The dim light reflected in the lenses said: "Ms. Ming seems to be in a good mood. With all due respect, have you and Mr. Cheng settled their differences and gotten back together? Sorry, I overheard something in the bar last night.

sentence."

Mingwei is the only woman who has attracted Mu Tingzhou's special attention so far. As Mu Tingzhou's friend and assistant, Xiao Zhao is used to having everything under control, so Mingwei's character is also one of the factors in his investigation. He later

The reason for delaying clarifying the truth is to see Ming Wei's reaction. If Ming Wei is moved by Cheng Yao, she will be completely eliminated.

Mingwei didn't expect Xiao Zhao to suddenly ask such a personal question.

Our relationship hadn't reached the point of sharing private matters, but Mingwei didn't want people to misunderstand that she was getting back together with Cheng Yao, so she turned around and said, "No, it's impossible for me and him. Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for your concern."

Xiao Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and there was sincere curiosity behind the lenses: "Although I shouldn't ask, I still want to know how you plan to repay his investment."

Ming Wei was a little unhappy, raised her eyes and asked, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

Xiao Zhao's expression remained unchanged, he pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and gave Ming Wei a friendly smile: "Answer me, and in exchange, I will send you a piece of news related to Cheng Yao, which will be enough to offset the favor you owe him."

Like a fox, he calmly throws out a temptation that no one can refuse.

Mingwei's heartbeat quickened. She looked at Mu Tingzhou who was standing in the distance looking impatiently at her and Xiao Zhao. She swallowed and took out the plan tray with no spine. Then she saw that Xiao Zhao smiled, which was different from his usual

With a formulaic smile, Xiao Zhao raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a tiger tooth that was inconsistent with his foxy temperament.

"Miss Ming, you impress me with admiration." Xiao Zhao extended his hand, not hiding his admiration.
To be continued...