Aunt Rong's scene was almost filmed, and on the weekend, there was also a scene where the royal garden recruited bees.

"Xia Xia, that's it, we'll go up the bees later, you just need to put the frightened expression in place." Nihuang was afraid that Jing Ruhua would not understand, so he explained to her carefully, because it was impossible to really get a swarm of bees over, and he was afraid that Jing Ruhua, who had little experience in filming, would not make a good expression, so he pulled her to talk about what post-production was for half an hour.

"yes, okay." After Jing Ruhua finally figured it out, she nodded cooperatively.

After finishing the makeup, Jing Ruhua stepped on the shoes at the bottom of the flower pot and went to Shufangzhai with the queen, and Nihuang and Mi Lele were also ready.

"Gege, the petals you want." The palace ladies poured flower petals into the bathtub one after another.

"Little Swallow, is this okay?" Ziwei looked at the little swallow in the bathtub with a worried face.

"It will definitely work, crape myrtle, you can also wash one." As soon as Xiaoyanzi's words fell, a queen mother drove to alarm everyone in the house.

"Quick, get up, change your clothes." The palace maids and eunuchs were busy making a mess.

Since the original plot Nihuang doesn't remember every word clearly, what he remembers is the general plot, and some changes have been made to the lines and scenes, for example, the queen sent Aunt Rong to teach Xiaoyanzi the rules and took a petal bath in the same shot.

--- the Queen's Lecture Plot is omitted---

"Aunt Rong, teach the rules well." After the lecture, the queen and Aunt Rong glanced at each other, smiled meaningfully, and the little swallow Ziwei on the side suddenly looked at it, and the little swallow wanted to arrange in her heart What new tricks does this old witch have to fix her?

"Yes."

After the queen left, the corners of Aunt Rong's originally smiling mouth were pulled down, and with the fierce makeup, it really looked stereotyped.

According to the prompts of the system, Jing Ruhua also has her own understanding of the role of Aunt Rong, it turns out that she is a common stereotypical mother-in-law around the housemother of a big family, and she herself has such a mother-in-law by her side.

"Gege started by walking."

"What? Bengege can walk by himself, but he still has to learn? "Mi Lele's own personality is a little similar to Xiaoyanzi, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, she is a goddess when she is quiet, and she is a madman when she is lively, and there is no pressure to play this role.

"Please take two steps." Aunt Rong bowed politely, although her posture was low, but there was an undoubted taste in her words, which made people dare not disobey.

Mi Lele was involuntarily brought into the play, bit his lower lip, and did so.

Nihuang was secretly surprised in her heart, Qi Xia's acting skills have improved so fast, and she was originally worried that she had an indifferent temperament, and it was a little inappropriate to play this role that was interpreted in her previous life, not to mention that it was still changed, and she herself was also affected, especially when the corners of her mouth were pulled, her eyes obviously didn't stare at you but gave people a feeling that you couldn't escape her eyes, which really made her feel that she had seen a nurturing grandmother in a deep palace mansion, not deliberately targeting anyone, nor was it a shrew scolding the street. It makes people feel that she is a palace person with connotation and rules, and the majesty and momentum that are sometimes revealed are really the posture of the first celebrity around the queen, Nihuang thought, maybe Qi Xia is more suitable to play the queen.

After a day of shooting, Mile felt very tired, and physical and mental exhaustion was her current state.

"Sister Lele, drink saliva." The assistant came with mineral water.

"Who is that Aunt Rong? This is too serious, it really made me kneel so once, my knees are swollen. "Miller rubbed his legs, not only his knees, but also his whole body ached.

"Sister Lele, she seems to have been invited by Sister Nihuang." The assistant said.

"It turned out to be coming in through the back door, the same as Nihuang." Mi Lele snorted coldly.

"Shhh, Sister Lele, be quiet, this script is still written by someone else." The assistant is really going to kneel, Mi Lele is too high-profile, and he dares to say it in the crew.

"I'm telling the truth." Mi Lele muttered quietly, drank sullenly, and stiffened his neck.