Mr. Zhan wants to marry me every day

Chapter 389 Can His Woman Be Excellent?

With the sound of the falling board, Xi Yao, who was wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown, took the hand of the little emperor Murong Feng, step by step, stepping on the big red carpet paved on the road, and walked towards the gate of the Forbidden City.

On both sides of the [-]-meter-high steps are civil and military officials in heavy official uniforms.

Outside the cultural relics officials, there is a little maid in a lavender palace dress.

Everyone looked at the mother and son with incomparable reverence and awe.

The gray sky was covered with heavy rain like goose feathers, and the fluttering snowflakes fell on Xi Yao's body, on her face and between her eyebrows, adding a bit of softness to her.

At the same time, the whole picture reveals a beautiful style of painting amidst solemnity and depression.

Melodious and solemn, the domineering background music sounded, making this scene perfect to the extreme.

Xi Yao took Murong Feng's hand and stepped on the Huazhong carpet. Every time she took a step, scenes from the past appeared before her eyes.

The happy ones, the sad ones, the painful ones.

She thought of those bloody storms, the past vows of eternal love, the past sisterhood, and the treacherous plots. Every step she took, she felt like she was walking on countless flowers and corpses.

One emperor succeeds, ten thousand bones dry up.

She held Murong Feng's hand and stood at the highest point of the gate of the Forbidden City, looking down at the many civil and military officials who worshiped them, looking down at the great mountains and rivers of Wei State, and looking down at the prosperous dynasty that belonged to their mother and son.

The moment they reach the top, turn around.

All civil and military officials knelt on the ground together, "May the emperor be safe and secure, and the queen mother be safe and blessed!"

Wave after wave of voices echoed non-stop at the gate of the Forbidden City.

In Xi Yao's dazzling eyes, there was solemnity, solemnity, the pressure of being in a high position, and a little bit of imperceptible compassion.

"Murong Siye, I did it.

I will cultivate Feng'er with all my heart and make him a wise king of the generation.

From now on, I will guard our big Wei and our home. "

There are too many things hidden in Xi Yao's eyes.

This paragraph is the voice from the bottom of Xi Yao's heart, and Xia Qingcheng needs to speak it out, and then deal with it later.

Here, the whole show ends.

Director Li's eyes were red with excitement, and he shouted, "Crack!"

The screenwriter at the side touched tears excitedly, "Perfect, too perfect, this is the Xi Yao I want! This is my heroine!"

Xia Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the "click", and handed the little "Murong Feng" to the staff, and she jumped up and down in front of Zhan Qihan.

"How, how, how is my performance today?" Xia Qingcheng blinked a pair of dazzling eyes.

Other crew members: "..."

This show is too fast.

But any capable actor who puts himself into it can only act after the filming is over after he has cleaned up his emotions. Minutes later.

This Xia Qingcheng's ability to get in and out of the play is simply too perverted.

The most important thing is that Xia Qingcheng, dressed as a grand, domineering and fierce queen mother, hopped in front of Zhan Qihan, and turned into a cute, cute and cute little girl in a second, without any sense of disobedience at all... …

"Functionally." With a smile in his eyes, Zhan Qihan patted the girl's head with his big hand.

"Hey hey, that means I'm pretty good myself?" Xia Qingcheng obediently rubbed against Zhan Qihan's arms a few times.

"Ah."

Can his woman be excellent?

This scene almost blinded the eyes of the others.

(End of this chapter)