Dressed as a paranoid Lord Qin's rival

Chapter 147

The Nine Princes are descended from the Empress.

Ning Yuan saved someone, but was reprimanded by the Queen, saying that she pushed the Ninth Prince into the water.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yuan, who did not expect to be bitten back, looked at the queen in astonishment, and then smiled sadly.

When the emperor heard that Ning Yuan was suspected of murdering the prince, he didn't even listen to half an explanation, and directly convicted her.

Ning Yuan was placed under house arrest.

The hostess came to visit her and asked her, "Why do you want to save the Ninth Prince?"

Sitting in front of the window, Ning Yuan, who was dressed in plain clothes, only replied lightly: "Because I am also a mother."

After the hostess left, the queen's personal maid brought poisoned wine.

Ning Yuan sat quietly for a while, and then asked the maid to bring her rice paper, pen and ink.

The court lady didn't know what Ning Yuan wrote, but when the camera zoomed up, she saw that Yunheng's lower script with hairpin flowers was very beautiful.

The photographer couldn't help sighing in his heart: To be able to write such beautiful calligraphy, you should have practiced a lot on weekdays, right?

After Ning Yuan finished writing that "suicide note", he drank the poisoned wine and passed away.

The wine glass fell to the ground, and a lingering drizzle fell outside the window at some point, glaring blood slid from the corner of the woman's mouth, dripping, staining the woman's white clothes red...

The lens gradually zooms out.

"Card!"

The director clapped his hands and stood up, and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Ning Yuan...no, Yun Heng is done."

Yunheng wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up and bowed to the staff of the film crew: "I'm sorry to trouble everyone during this time."

Everyone said in unison: "No trouble."

Cameraman: "Yun Heng, you are a good and dedicated actor, and the handwriting in lower script with hairpin flowers is simply too beautiful. You must have practiced for a long time, right?"

Yun Heng looked at the rice paper on the table, a look of blankness flashed across his brows and eyes: "I haven't practiced yet."

Hearing that the cameraman praised Yun Heng's handwriting, Director Lin also picked it up and looked at it curiously, and then praised: "It's really beautifully written, and I saw you holding the brush in the camera just now. The posture is also very standard."

Hearing Yunheng's words, the big cameraman smiled and said, "Yunheng, don't be modest, such beautiful handwriting will never be written without hard work and hard work."

Hearing this, Yunheng was even more puzzled.

How could she, a person from an alien galaxy, be able to write calligraphy?

And so beautifully written.

Is this also the muscle memory left by the original owner?

……

Ning Yuan, played by Yunheng, is just a small role with a minor role, so the crew didn't hold any wrap-up banquet for her.

Before she packed her luggage and left, Zhao Minqi came to her and held her hand reluctantly: "Sister Yunheng, can't we leave tomorrow?"

Sister Yunheng is too anxious to leave now, right?

Is there some goblin waiting for her in the house?

"No." Yun Heng shook his head, while dragging the personal pendant, while packing things in an orderly manner.

She opened the suitcase, and Zhao Minqi looked at her with teary eyes, trying to make Yunheng relente and leave tomorrow.

However, Yunheng was hard-hearted, instead of stopping what he was doing, he cleaned up even faster.

Zhao Minqi: "!!"

"Sister Yunheng!! Why don't you stay one more night!!"

Yun Heng was unmoved at all, as indifferent as a sculpture.

At this moment, Zhao Minqi caught a glimpse of a shirt in the suitcase from the corner of her eye, and said in astonishment, "Sister Yunheng, is this the shirt you bought?"

As she said that, she reached out and picked up the shirt and shook it off: "Fuck, who owns such a big shirt?"

Yunheng: "..."

Yun Heng held his forehead, then snatched the shirt over, and said in a calm tone, "Nobody's, I bought it wrong."

Zhao Minqi: "But this looks like a men's shirt."

So, how could you go wrong?

　#small theater#
　　Yun Hengheng: I made a mistake, I forgot to plug the bottom of the box when I wore it last time

　　Master Qin: I have many more here, take whatever you like
　　Yun Hengheng: ...I don't even like it, thank you :)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)