Chapter 70

After a one-week hiatus, the show resumed filming.

Wen Ci suddenly withdrew, and since no permanent guest of the same level could be invited, the program team decided to invite another flying guest to make up the number.

When Xiao Ziyu received Luo Li's message, he felt that the name was somewhat familiar: "Zhou Nan?"

"It's the queen of film," Luo Li's voice came from the phone, "The permanent guests have to match Wen Ci's status, and the flying guests naturally have to match Yuan's status. But the big-name actors either don't appear on the show or don't have time. Zhou Nan is a friend of Yuan, so he came to save the day."

Now Xiao Ziyu finally remembered, no matter how slow he was to react. At that time, it was Chaoyang Culture's anniversary celebration, and Yuan Heng wanted to introduce this Teacher Zhou to him. Unfortunately, he misunderstood her and not only ran away at the last minute, but also caused Yuan Heng to leave early with him.

I don’t know what impression it left on Zhou Nan.

Yuan Heng got up early in the morning and climbed up and down the mountain. When he came back from the exercise, he saw Xiao Ziyu sitting at the dining table, feeling embarrassed in front of a table full of steaming breakfast.

He greeted Xiao Jinchuan and took a seat: "What's wrong? Why are you so hysterical so early in the morning?"

"The new guest star is Zhou Nan." Xiao Ziyu didn't look well.

Yuan Heng picked up a bun and bit off half of it, as if he had heard some gossip: "Zhou Nan told me that the production team couldn't find a suitable person, so they invited him."

Xiao Ziyu said anxiously, "Last time at Chaoyang Culture..."

Yuan Heng finally understood why he was so hesitant so early in the morning. He lowered his eyes and chuckled, "You said at the time that if it's not convenient for me, you can move out."

Xiao Ziyu collapsed and said, "Stop talking."

Yuan Heng picked up a sugar cookie for him and said, "It's okay. Zhou Nan has a good personality and won't take it to heart."

"Oh..." Xiao Ziyu finally got the reassurance pill, chewing the sugar biscuit with a bit of a bad taste, and repeated: "Good personality."

Yuan Heng reacted and said with a half-smile: "You picked me again?"

Xiao Ziyu shook his head: "I just care about you."

Yuan Heng couldn't hold back his smile, but the old butler was standing next to him, and he wanted to pull the person into his arms and hold him.

After breakfast, Zhou Nan arrived. She was tall and had long legs. She was walking in front carrying a bag of luggage, and her assistant was following behind her, dragging a suitcase and panting.

When he entered the door, he greeted Xiao Jinchuan first: "Teacher Xiao, I have heard a lot about you. This private road outside is built in a hidden way, which makes it easy for us to find it."

In front of outsiders, Xiao Jinchuan returned to his cold and serious look. After greeting them, he said nothing more: "You can give your things to the housekeeper to put away. Gather in the main hall before the shooting starts."

The assistant went upstairs to put something away. Zhou Nan saw Xiao Ziyu first: "Hello, baby, I finally get to see you."

Xiao Ziyu restrained his expression and said, "Hello, Teacher Zhou."

"I have to call you teacher here," Zhou Nan said with a smile, "I've watched the previous live broadcasts. You still have to specialize in your field."

Zhou Nan was indeed easy to get along with, and Xiao Ziyu slowly felt relieved. Around ten o'clock, Lu Yan and Eric arrived behind the film crew. After a seven-day break from filming, the two of them visited the neighboring town and almost didn't want to come back.

"Xiao Xiao," Lu Yan ran to Xiao Ziyu and held him, "Nothing happened these days, right?"

Xiao Ziyu smiled and said, "I'm fine."

Lu Yan lowered his voice: "Then Wen Ci..."

Xiao Ziyu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

They were talking in whispers. On the other side, Eric and Yuan Heng made eye contact. Eric extended his hand first: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Yuan. Thank you for your guidance."

Yuan Heng shook his hand lightly, not even smiling: "Mr. Li, there is no need to be modest."

The flying guests had limited time, so they first went to the exhibition hall in the town to visit and take pictures.

The exhibition hall is the landmark of Lanxi Valley Town. Its architectural style is square and majestic. It displays local customs and relics from various periods according to the age classification. After entering the exhibition hall, the guests dispersed and began to browse freely.

With the hardcore appearance of two flying guests, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared by tens of thousands early in the morning.

"The best actor and best actress are in the same frame. What year is it today?"

"Do you feel that Xiao Xiao is Teacher Yuan's trap? Since Xiao Xiao became popular, Teacher Yuan's appearance rate has skyrocketed."

"Xiao Xiao is in the ancient history exhibition hall now. I guess Teacher Yuan will be there in the next second."

The three resident guests were in the ancient exhibition hall, with Yuan Heng and Zhou Nan a few steps behind. Zhou Nan suggested: "Why don't we visit from recent to ancient times, starting with modern history?"

Yuan Heng caught a glimpse of a figure not far away: "How about you do modern history and I do ancient history? Our flying guests will cover the whole show from beginning to end."

Zhou Nan choked and from his expression he probably wanted to say: That makes sense, but it feels a bit weird.

Meanwhile, the comments section was already filled with laughter:

"The prophet jumped upstairs."

"Teacher Yuan: Hesitation for even a second is disrespectful to CP fans."

"God damn, they covered the entire show hahahaha"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lu Yan exclaim "Wow" not far away. The two of them stopped hesitating and walked towards the source of the sound together.

Zhou Nan asked: "Did you see anything good?"

Lu Yan pointed to a portrait in the transparent display case and said, "This one is really nice."

Xiao Ziyu's expression changed unpredictably. Yuan Heng lowered his eyes and understood at a glance that the name of this exhibit was: Statue of Wang Jun.

Seeing that the guests were interested in the portrait, the tour guide began to explain enthusiastically: "This portrait was probably drawn a thousand years ago, when there were many wars in Shu. The king in the painting lowered his head and had a compassionate expression. It was often hung in the homes of the common people to bring good fortune and avoid disaster."

Eric was obviously attracted as well: "Is this a man or a woman?"

The person in the painting has a feminine face and is indistinguishable between male and female. His clothing is not like the local clothes. His right hand is in a lotus position on his chest, which is obviously based on the expression of Guanyin.

The narrator said slowly, "Whether there was such a person as Wang Jun in history remains to be verified. It is very likely that the painter has never seen Wang Jun's appearance in person."

"Legend has it that Wang Jun was a man who lived during the Five Kingdoms period. He was originally from Shu. During the war, he was sent to Daliang by the King of Shu to marry a princess to ensure a period of peace."

The history of the Five Kingdoms was brief and complicated. It was considered as expanded knowledge in middle school history books, and the guests did not have a deep understanding of it. Lu Yan asked, "I have never heard of a man marrying a foreign prince. In the end, did Liang and Shu never go to war again?"

The commentator shook his head and said, "Eight years after Wang Jun entered Liang, the King of Liang attacked Shu. He only expelled the nobles and did not harm the people. Of course, there is no historical evidence and no one knows the real purpose of the King of Liang's attack on Shu."

Xiao Ziyu's expression was frozen. The assassination mission was turned into a marriage alliance. The image of Wang Jun's face was blurred. The real purpose of the attack on Shu, the true and false history, were all tampered with and messed up. He couldn't help but glance sideways at Yuan Heng, but when he looked up, he found that the other person was staring at him.

As soon as their eyes met, Yuan Heng came over. The two stood outside the camera. He stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Ziyu's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

Xiao Ziyu remained calm and concealed his emotions, and asked with a veiled meaning, "Guess what was the real purpose of King Liang's attack on Shu?"

Yuan Heng said in a low voice: "Since he didn't harm the common people, it means that his target is the nobles."

Xiao Ziyu was stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Could it be that the then Crown Prince Yuan Heng had some entanglement with the royal family of Shu?

Eric looked at the portrait for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said, "Do you think that this Wang Jun's temperament is very similar to someone?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several guests and cameramen turned around at the same time, obviously having noticed it.

Zhou Nan agreed: "It seems that Ziyu is a bit like that, his temperament is a bit cold."

Xiao Ziyu's hair stood on end, and he heard Yuan Heng say: "Beauty lies in spirit, not in form. There may be some similarities between ancient and modern times."

This page was turned without much trouble. After shooting the ancient exhibition hall, everyone had lunch in the town, and in the afternoon, we shot more shots of the modern history exhibition hall.

In the evening, everyone returned to Qinglan Garden. The guest show ended, and the remaining three of them would continue filming in Qinglan Garden for another week.

Yuan Heng will fly back to Yunjing tomorrow, taking Wen Ci with him to complete the remaining procedures.

I couldn't control myself on the night of our departure, and I was a little too excited. The next day, Xiao Ziyu woke up in Yuan Heng's arms. His eyes were swollen like peaches and made cracking sounds when rubbed.

Not to mention that it would not affect the filming, if Xiao Jinchuan saw him in this state, Yuan Heng would be so angry that he would have to take the bag away.

He walked out of the room lightly, first took a cup of cold spring water to apply on the man's face. When he returned to the room, Xiao Ziyu had woken up, but he was still a little dazed, with bruises on his elbows and knees. Fortunately, there were no marks on the exposed skin.

After Yuan Heng had eaten and drunk his fill, he acted like a gentle big-tailed wolf. He first fed Xiao Ziyu some water, then pulled him into his arms and gave him some medicinal wine.

Xiao Ziyu was listless, showing his disdain: "At that time, they said that this large bottle of medicinal wine could not be used up. If you stayed a few more days, it might not be enough."

Yuan Heng paused, rubbed his hands with the medicinal wine, and tried to save face: "I apologize to you, but this matter...it takes two hands to clap."

Thanks to Yuan Heng, Xiao Ziyu now feels that everything he hears is obscene. A slap may not make a sound. He raised his head and said, "That... can't be allowed."

Yuan Heng understood, but pretended to be stupid: "Why not?"

Xiao Ziyu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Yuan Heng suddenly moved closer, and the two of them were like mandarin ducks embracing each other. He leaned into the long hair beside her ear and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Ziyu's ears turned red, but he didn't feel any pain when the pleasure was surging. The most unbearable feeling was not pain.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Yuan Heng touched his waist solemnly: "Let me see if it's red."

In fact, I saw it last night. Not to mention red, there was not even a handprint left. On the contrary, when Xiao Ziyu was reaching orgasm, he scratched Yuan Heng's back and bit his shoulder without caring.

Xiao Ziyu grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Yuan, please respect yourself and don't delay the flight."

Yuan Heng stopped teasing him, laid him down and tucked him back into bed, coaxing him, "It's still early, Xiao Jinchuan hasn't gotten up to practice yet, sleep a little longer."

Xiao Ziyu lay there obediently, blinking twice slowly: "I can't sleep without someone holding me."

It is hard to give up a beautiful woman, and it is hard for a hero to resist the temptation of a beautiful woman. Yuan Heng thought of all the examples of people who had been tempted by beauty and made mistakes, and then he restrained himself from squeezing back into the bed and holding the person in his arms.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Xiao Ziyu sat up in his nightgown and coat: "I'll take you out."

The car had already been stopped on the main road, and the route we were taking was actually a private road. Wen Ci had also packed up and was waiting in the yard. The scars on his face were no longer visible, and he had regained his handsome and elegant appearance.

Yuan Heng got into the car and saw Xiao Ziyu standing in the lush green wrapped in a coat. He was surprised to realize that it was the beginning of autumn. In this life, they went through two solar terms together.

"Let's go back," Yuan Heng lowered the car window, "Let's eat light today."

Wen Ci was still in the car, Xiao Ziyu waved his hand quickly: "Let's go."

"I'll take you to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival after we finish the filming." Yuan Heng reminded, "Call me immediately if you encounter any problems."

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Yuan Heng finally made a gesture and flicked his ear: "Your hair is loose."

Xiao Ziyu came to the car window, and Yuan Heng reached out and helped him fix his hair: "I'll give you one last order, now I'm leaving."

Xiao Ziyu stood by the car: "Goodbye."

The subsequent filming went very smoothly. Three days later, "Qing Yu'an" was aired, and eight episodes were released at one time. The first trailer of the reality show was also cut out. Overnight, the name Xiao Ziyu appeared on the hot searches several times.

After the recording session, Luo Li came to Qinglan Garden to help him pack his luggage. "Brother Xiao, you are really going to be famous now. In the past few days, my company has received more business than in the past two months."

Xiao Ziyu raised his eyebrows: "So exaggerated?"

Although he was modest and cautious, Xiao Jinchuan still reminded him: "The entertainment industry is so impetuous, work hard on filming, and don't be led astray."

Xiao Ziyu: "I know, brother."

Before leaving for this trip, Xiao Jinchuan asked his butler to bring him two large boxes of local specialties, which had been airlifted back in advance.

He reached out to help Xiao Ziyu straighten his collar, and pulled him in front of him: "This is not ancient times. You live with Yuan Heng. If you are wronged, you must tell your senior brother."

"No, brother," Xiao Ziyu said, "don't worry."

"After I finish my work in the south, I will go to Yunjing," Xiao Jinchuan said, "Don't let him bully you."

The day he returned to Beijing happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. Xiao Ziyu boarded the plane with some local handmade mooncakes. He learned how to make the mooncakes himself yesterday. There are two kinds of mooncakes with salted egg yolk filling and coconut filling. He could take them back while they are fresh.

The flight arrived a little earlier than usual. Xiao Ziyu called Yuan Heng, but no one answered.

"Brother Xiao, are you going home directly?" Luo Li stopped two cars, "I'll take you home first."

Xiao Ziyu stood there thinking for a moment, then got into the car carrying the mooncakes: "I won't go home yet, I'll contact you later."

After getting in the car, he said to the driver: "Master, let's go to Qingyun Temple."

The last time he went to Qingyun Temple, he still remembered what Monk Huazhen said, that the old abbot was traveling all year round and would only come back to the temple during the Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year.

He wanted to try his luck again. Since monks do not eat meat, he would give them mooncakes with coconut filling.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qingyun Temple opened the mountain road and private cars could drive in directly. Xiao Ziyu climbed the last few stone steps carrying mooncakes. The temple was indeed very popular and there were many pilgrims coming to pray.

The monks were all busy and no one noticed him. Xiao Ziyu followed his memory and passed by the disciples' room to see if Hua Zhen was there.

The alley where the disciples' rooms are located leads to the back mountain. When Xiao Ziyu walked through the alley, his vision suddenly broadened. There was almost no sound here. He looked around and suddenly saw the back of a man in a yellow monk's robe.

Almost instantly, Xiao Ziyu was certain that it was Abbot Dugui.

He walked over quickly, took a few steps and then stopped suddenly. There was a tall and sharp-tempered man next to Dugui. He seemed so familiar to him, but he felt unbelievable.

How could he possibly see Yuan Heng here? !

When the two heard the noise, they turned around at the same time, and Yuan Heng also looked surprised.

With a snap, the mooncake in Xiao Ziyu's hand fell to the ground, and the coconut filling shattered into pieces.