Stomping her feet hard, Lin Ziyi returned to the side angrily, waiting for the filming to start.

Xia Shuyan also sat back in the sedan chair, and the assistant put on a red hijab.

A small camera was placed in front of her, and Xia Shuyan took a deep breath and made an OK gesture to signal that it was time to start.

Director Yang picked up the clapperboard, coughed lightly, and raised his voice: "Euphemism, the first shot of the wedding, start!"

When the words fell, everyone entered the state one after another, and Leng Xuanchen rode a horse and walked in front of him in a flash.

Xia Shuyan held the red apple in her hand and sat in the sedan chair, sometimes smiling, sometimes stroking the apple in her hand.

The nervous and shy appearance is interpreted very smartly, and the director sits behind the camera, looking at the reflected effect, and his eyes are full of satisfaction.

"Akira!" the director glanced at the time and suddenly reminded in a loud voice.

Several people carrying the sedan chair hurriedly shook it, Xia Shuyan exclaimed, and the apple in her hand fell to the ground!

"Stop!" Leng Xuanchen frowned and shouted to stop, rode back to the sedan chair, turned over and dismounted, and slowly came to Xia Shuyan's side: "What's wrong?"

"My apples ......" Xia Shuyan bit her lip aggrievedly, looking at the apples on the ground, with a touch of loneliness in her voice.

Leng Xuanchen picked up the apple, wiped it, and handed it to Xia Shuyan: "It's just an apple, don't be sad." ”

"It is said that this apple should be taken to the cave room, so that the husband and wife will be happy and happy, but now ......" Xia Shuyan frowned slightly, and a touch of self-deprecation flashed in her eyes: "Maybe God knows that this happiness does not belong to me......"

"What are you talking about?" Leng Xuanchen frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and lifted Xia Shuyan's hijab: "Wanyan, this is just an accident, I will only love you and love you in the future." ”

Looking at Leng Xuanchen's deep eyes, the corners of Xia Shuyan's lips rose slightly, and she nodded shyly: "Well, I believe you." ”

After calming Xia Shuyan's emotions, Leng Xuanchen got back on the horse and took Xia Shuyan back to the palace to get married.

The scene about getting married was filmed for three days, because not only the marriage of the palace, but also the scene where she entered the palace to perform the queen's ceremony, all of which were filmed together.

When she said goodbye to Fengguan Xia completely, Xia Shuyan almost wanted to open a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

Rubbing her sore neck, Xia Shuyan sat in the rest area, ready to rest and go back.

"Tired?" Qianjiang held a bottle of safflower oil in his hand and looked at Xia Shuyan playfully.

"Of course, it's no wonder if you don't get tired with that phoenix crown weighing more than ten pounds every day!" Xia Shuyan's subordinates used a little force, and suddenly grinned in pain.

"Hey, hey, you tap, I feel pain when I look at you. Qianjiang couldn't help but grab Xia Shuyan's wrist and stuffed safflower oil into her.

Looking at the safflower oil in her hand, a trace of doubt flashed in Xia Shuyan's eyes: "What is this?"

"My special safflower oil, every time I get bruised, I use this to make it. Qianjiang looked at Xia Shuyan with a smug expression.

"Please, I'm not a bruise!" Xia Shuyan suddenly had black lines on her head, and she rolled her eyes helplessly.

"Oh, you try and you don't need money. Qianjiang was even more helpless, took the safflower oil, poured some in his hand, rubbed his hands hot, and then pressed it Xia Shuyan's shoulder.

"Ah!!" Xia Shuyan suddenly screamed in pain, only to feel that tears slipped down in an instant!

The sour pain swept through her body, and Xia Shuyan clenched her fists with both hands: "Qianjiang, you declare a personal vendetta!"

"I swear I didn't!" Qianjiang pursed his lips and snickered, let go of his hands, and said softly: "Okay, now you can move and try." ”

Xia Shuyan moved her shoulders as she said, the original soreness was gone, and the relaxed feeling made her eyes light up: "It really has an effect!"

"That must be, can I harm you?" Qianjiang curled the corners of his lips proudly and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Where did you buy this safflower oil?" Xia Shuyan asked with a curious look and blinked her eyes.

"You want this bottle for you to use. Qianjiang directly threw the safflower oil in his hand to her.

Taking the safflower oil, Xia Shuyan shook her head: "It's not that I want to use it, when I was in a car accident before, Shang Yifan's arm was still green, and I plan to use it for him, but thank you." ”

Qianjiang's movements froze suddenly, watching Xia Shuyan carefully put away the safflower oil, and some jealousy grew in his heart.

After a while, Qianjiang came back to his senses and pretended to joke: "Tsk, it's really sweet and jealous to think about him like this before the relationship is determined." ”

"What's sweet?Shang Yifan is just a piece of wood, he can't even confess!" Xia Shuyan complained sullenly, her eyes full of unhappiness.

Hearing this, Qianjiang suddenly had a bold guess: "You two are not together, won't it be because he didn't confess?"

"Yes, otherwise what else can it be?" Xia Shuyan rolled her eyes depressedly, but whenever Shang Yifan confessed to her, she would also half-push and half-obey, who knew that Shang Yifan didn't confess to her at all, she was really angry!

The corners of Qianjiang's lips twitched slightly, and then he sighed helplessly: "This reason is really unexpected to me, but it is reasonable." ”

He should have thought that Xia Shuyan cared about something different from normal people, how could he ask for other reasons?

Sighing secretly, Qianjiang suddenly looked at Xia Shuyan jokingly: "Otherwise, you follow me, I promise to confess to you every day." ”

"Forget it, I'm not uncommon to confess to a scumbag. Xia Shuyan picked up her backpack and walked out across the Qianjiang River.

Looking at Xia Shuyan's back, Qianjiang resisted the urge to burst into foul language, really, why can't this stalk get by?

But I have to say that Xia Shuyan's seven-inch grasp is really ...... It's so accurate!

grinding his teeth hard, Qianjiang turned around and continued to film.

The sun sets in the west, and the dusk turns the horizon golden.

St. Ann's Hospital, inside the ward.

Shang Yifan sat on the edge of the bed, looking through the documents in his hand, and the setting sun shone on him through the window, casting a mysterious golden light on him.

The divine breath is intertwined with his elegant temperament, as well as his natural kingly momentum, which is inexplicably attractive.

The little nurse who gave him the injection was stunned, and looked at Shang Yifan with a nymphomaniac.

When Xia Shuyan walked in, she saw this scene.

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, and Xia Shuyan directly threw the bag in her hand to Shang Yifan: "What kind of poss are you doing?

Shang Yifan, who was smashed inexplicably, was confused, and looked at Xia Shuyan for some reason.

Who provoked Xia Shuyan again? Why did she feel as if she had eaten gunpowder?

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the nurse who was still in a daze, Shang Yifan suddenly realized something, the corners of his lips unconsciously raised slightly, and now Xia Shuyan's jealousy is getting bigger and bigger, does this mean that she cares about him more and more?