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Chapter 52 Chang'an
As if remembering something, she slowly lowered her hand, and it fell weakly on the dressing table.

She looked at the yellowed bronze mirror, and gently stroked the edge of the bronze mirror with her almost sickly white hand, again and again.

"Run! Da Xia is calling!"

There was a shrill cry from outside the hall, but she didn't seem to have heard it.

She withdrew her hand from the bronze mirror, took out a wooden comb from the dowry, and gently combed her waist-length hair.

The camera captured the dazed and somewhat self-deprecating smile on the corner of her lips:

"all gone……"

"It turns out that there is not even a person who can make up for me."

She seemed to be sighing but not sighing, and the hearts of the audience were aroused.

There was sound of fighting outside the city, but Princess Chang'an, who was combing her hair, didn't even pause for a moment.

Fan Jing, who was sitting on the instructor's seat, couldn't help but sit up straight. This was the first Princess Chang'an he had seen treated like this.

The previous actors have either stopped or are preparing for the final suicide.

Only Sang Tang sat there, motionless as if undisturbed.

She is not very good at pulling her hair, and she can no longer pull the bun she used to have. Annoyed, she clenched the wooden comb in her hand and slammed it to the ground, and then she threw the wooden comb to the ground. The door was broken.

Time seemed to stop suddenly at this moment.

Princess Chang'an, who was born with honor, covered her face in pain.

Her breath was unsteady, the eye circles exposed between her fingers were slightly red, her hands were trembling, and her breathing was trembling.

She was terrified and in pain.

The trembling hands slipped from the face, but not a single tear fell from the red eye sockets.

She took a deep breath, picked up a white magnolia hairpin with her trembling hands and curled up her hair. Because of the unfamiliar technique, the whole bun was a little loose.

The sound of fighting was approaching, she knocked over the candlestick, the candlelight licked the veil, and the flames spread all over the sky.

The stubborn and forbearing princess stood up in the flames.

The army outside the door stopped in front of the blaze, she put on the red court dress unhurriedly, and slowly bowed to the emperor who was imprisoned by the enemy king and gave a national salute.

The audience was silent, only to hear her standing in the sea of ​​flames trembling and saying:

"Chang'an is ashamed of the name given by his elder brother. He has nothing to repay and vows not to surrender to the enemy."

After the words fell, the fire spread until it covered her face.

And she stood in the fire and maintained that posture, without moving an inch.

until the end.

She called Chang'an, but she couldn't see the country's first Chang'an.

Applause from the audience slowly sounded in the corner until the audience was full.

Sang Tang's group also came to the stage to bow and express their thanks.

Jiang Mian held the microphone in one hand, and patted the back of the hand holding the microphone with the other. He came to the stage with the applause of the audience, and the first sentence on the stage was thrown at Sang Tang.

"Based on my shallow eyes, I can no longer fully evaluate Princess Chang'an. Sang Tang's performance this morning really makes people can't help but applaud you!" Jiang Mian is also a host who did not hesitate to praise.

"A wonderful performance." Fan Jing finally commented.

Sang Tang also bowed slightly to him.

Everyone in the circle knows that there are not many acting skills who can get Fan Jing's "excellent".

What's more, he also said: "I hope to have the opportunity to see your more exciting performance."

Needless to say, Fan Jing has already blatantly told everyone that he has set Sang Tang's promotion quota.

(End of this chapter)