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Chapter 566: His Majesty is Protective, Qjngqing Summoning Snow, Face Hurts (2)

Si Fuqing fell silent, turning her gaze towards Sang Yanqing.

Sang Yanqing cleared his throat. “I spent the money where it matters. Your commercial value has significantly increased now, and I’ve secured you two endorsements. We’ll earn it back in no time.”

Si Fuqing covered her ears, refusing to listen. “You’re all squandering money, only I am thrifty and frugal.”

“That’s right,” Yu Xiheng looked at her, a faint smile in his phoenix eyes, “You being thrifty and frugal.”

“Well, I’ll just have to work more,” Si Fuqing lowered her hands, ‘When I pray for snow later, would you like to see?”

Yu Xiheng turned his head, smiling, “Then I look forward to seeing the lady show off her skills.”

“Just a little show,” Si Fuqing took out the snow prayer talisman she had drawn, “Don’t praise me too much, I might get carried away.” In the resting area.

“I just met a gentleman, and his presence and demeanor were truly outstanding,” Tang Haiqiu said. “The moment I saw him, I began imagining a grand strategy drama.”

MO Yishan was surprised. “I’ve never seen anyone who could impress you like this. What kind of gentleman was he?”

“The gentleman preferred not to reveal more about himself, so let’s not pry into his privacy,” Tang Haiqiu shook his head, sizing up his old friend, “Anyway, he’s taller and more handsome than you, by a long shot.” MO Yishan was speechless, ‘ If you say that, we’re no longer friends.”

“We probably can’t film today,” Tang Haiqiu added, “We have to go to the canyon early tomorrow. How about we shoot your scene later with the others?”

MO Yishan nodded, “I’m fine with anything. I’ve had no schedules recently and would like to rest. I’ve been so tired I can hardly breathe.”

Who would have thought that he, an award-winning actor, would be dragged along?

Tang Haiqiu decided to let the crew prepare manually.

“Director Tang!” The coordinator rushed in, ecstatic, “Director Tang, it’s snowing!”

Tang Haiqiu was startled, “Is the snow machine fixed?”

“No, no, the snow machine is still broken. ” The coordinator was very excited, “Teacher Si just said ‘let it snow,’ and then it started snowing!” Tang Haiqiu:

He pushed past the coordinator, stepping outside to see.

Large flakes of snow were drifting down from the sky.

Tang Haiqiu fell silent for a long while, “This snow is really coming down hard. ”

Si Fuqing adjusted her costume. “Director Tang, let’s shoot quickly, it’ll last for at most ten minutes. Let’s make it quick.”

Tang Haiqiu, expressionless, pushed MO Yishan out, settling himself behind the camera. 1–1is mind was still a bit muddled when the assistant director shouted “action,” and the scene began.

In the scene, MO Yishan, playing the Celestial Ruler in white, used his sword to pin Sui Yan against the palace wall.

Below was a formation for extracting souls.

Blood trickled down from her mouth, dropping into the snow and staining it red.

Her limbs were also pierced by soul bone nails, rendering her completely immobile.

The Celestial Ruler in white sighed, his eyes filled with pity and compassion, “Suisui, I’m sorry. You were born with a celestial body, making you a perfect vessel.”

Despite the unbearable pain, she struggled to raise her head.

She didn’t shed a tear, didn’t scream, and even managed a calm smile, “I will return.”

She would return.

She closed her eyes, her soul shattered completely, dispersing into the air.

The heavy snow continued to fall, whitening the Celestial Palace, burying all sins.

The Celestial Ruler in white turned and left, his figure cold and detached.

He remained the supreme being of the Celestial Realm.

A mortal meant nothing to him; her death was inconsequential.

But he didn’t see that the shattered souls were rapidly descending towards the abyss of demons.

Seven hundred years later, the demon…

“Cut!” Tang Haiqiu called out in time, “Very good, very good, the emotive acting was spot-on, even better than during the audition. Today’s filming is over; we’re changing locations. Let’s all go have a meal together later.”

Si Fuqing then opened her eyes.

As she was about to stand up, a hand caught her wrist, pulling her up before she could.

Yu Xiheng raised his other hand, brushing the snow from her hair and face.

His fingertips were warm, melting the snow into droplets that fell away.

“Thank you, boss,” Si Fuqing patted her clothes, her eyes shining, “How did I

“Mhmm,” Yu Xiheng was silent for a long while, sighing softly, “You did very well, it was touching.”

“It’s not real pain, I’m not hurt, it’s all not real,” Si Fuqing was now energized, “It seems my acting is indeed good, to make you feel touched. The audience will surely cry when they see it, just thinking about it makes me happy..”