Sheng Yuan watched the crew members building the set for the final scene in Jiangcheng. The location was chosen to meet the conditions for actual filming, with its back against a cliff. One could vaguely hear the sound of gurgling water passing by below the cliff.

The weather for today's shooting doesn't seem to be very good, the fog is gradually spreading, visibility is low, and the air temperature is damp and cold.

Sheng Yuan's thin white chin retracted into the collar of her black windbreaker, and suddenly, a tall and slender figure appeared in her sight from afar.

It was the inkstone at that time.

Sheng Yuan frowned when she saw this. The weather was so cold, why was the kid still wearing such thin clothes?

Just a white shirt and black trousers.

Just looking at it makes people feel cold.

Sheng Yuan borrowed a coat from the crew, walked over quickly, and stopped in front of Dao Shiyan: "Be careful not to catch a cold--"

The sentence is not yet finished.

Shi Yan didn't even look at her, and simply ignored the coat in her hand. He walked away from her with an expressionless face.

Sheng Yuan stood there in a daze.

The next second, she saw Shi Yan walking straight towards the edge of the cliff. The crew's scenery had not yet been set up there, and no safety measures had been taken.

Sheng Yuan's heart suddenly lifted up: "Shi Yan, danger!"

But Shi Yan didn't stop moving, as if he couldn't hear her voice at all, and the crew members around him were also indifferent to this scene. Everyone lowered their heads, doing the work in their hands, with unclear expressions on their faces.

Only then did Sheng Yuan realize that something was wrong. She felt a strong sense of disconnection and the world was spinning.

But she didn't have time to think so much.

He ran towards Shi Yan with all his might, shouting, "Shi Yan, what are you doing?! Come back!"

Just when she was about to grab Shi Yan's arm, her hands only caught a ball of air, and Shi Yan passed straight through her arms like a ball of mist.

Sheng Yuan watched him stop at the edge of the cliff. His tall and languid figure was extremely silent, like a lake of stagnant water, and then he slowly opened his arms.

Straight down...towards the cliff...

"don't want!!!"

Sheng Yuan suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing rapidly and sweating profusely.

She looked around and realized that she was dreaming.

Chen Yu should have arrived at the set a long time ago. The room was empty and very quiet.

The real feeling of unbalanced heart rate still remained clearly in Sheng Yuan's chest.

/ In the actress' dressing room.

A bottle of pure milk was handed to Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan came back to her senses from her daze and looked up. Chen Yu's movements were a little awkward, and his expression was concerned: "I see that you didn't seem to have eaten much breakfast this morning. Drinking a little can fill your stomach."

Sheng Yuan took it with a polite smile: "Thank you."

Chen Yu smiled and walked away.

The milk was obviously heated, and the warm touch in her palm calmed Sheng Yuan down a little.

But why did she have such a dream...

Soon, the makeup artist from the crew came to do the makeup. As more and more actors came into the dressing room, it became noisy.

The cell phone dinged.

[I am wearing a coat.] ——From Zaizai.

Maybe it was because she was a little absorbed in reading the script yesterday, Sheng Yuan picked up her phone and replied to Shi Yan with a cute expression, feeling much better.

Then I stopped thinking about it, closed my eyes, and let the makeup artist put on makeup for me.

/ Filming is about to start.

The loudspeaker was already calling on the actors to assemble and get ready.

The scenery for this scene had been almost arranged. Sheng Yuan came out of the dressing room and stopped in her tracks.

She saw a cliff that was very similar to the one in her dream.

Perhaps it was because the wet dream she had last night had left a strong aftereffect, causing Sheng Yuan to subconsciously tighten her breathing as she faced the cliff.

"Teacher Sheng Yuan, don't go that way. Our shooting point is on the other side."

Looking in the direction of the staff's finger——

That is, on a flat grassland about thirty meters away from the cliff, a green platform has been built, and the bottom and surrounding of the platform are covered with thick cushions.

It is true that the background of this scene is a cliff, but the personal safety of the actors must be taken into consideration. No one can really jump off the cliff. It has to rely on post-production special effects. The reason why the crew deliberately found a real cliff is to better shoot real-life materials.

With a shout of “Action!”

…

"Princess, the Khan has ordered that you cannot leave the room today, no matter what!"

"Get out of the way."

"No Princess! No, really no!"

Seeing her maid begging desperately and almost crying, Ah Zhao's heart tightened and he noticed it keenly.

Asked: "…Is it him? Something happened to him?!"

The maid was stunned, then shook her head violently to deny it.

Seeing this, Ah Zhao had everything in his mind that he didn't understand. His expression changed, and he pushed the maid away with one hand and rushed out of the door. The maid couldn't stop him at all.

"Ah Zhao."

A cold male voice sounded behind him.

A Zhao turned around and saw Alongyo, the Khan's eldest son and also his elder brother.

"Brother, are you going to stop me too?"

Alonyo looked gloomy and said, "No, I will take you to see him myself."

Ah Zhao was skeptical: "Really?"

The next second, she felt a pain in the back of her neck, and then she fell down softly and her body was caught. At the last moment of her consciousness, she heard her brother's cold voice.

"It's a matter that has no result. Instead of you continuing to mess around like this, I will take you there myself and make you give up."

“…”

Wait until you regain consciousness.

Ah Zhao found that his hands and feet were tied tightly with ropes and his mouth was stuffed with cloth.

I couldn't move, and couldn't make any sound.

Two maids who knew martial arts held her shoulders, one on each side, and apologized in a low voice, "Princess, we are sorry."

She was hidden behind a wooden fence covered with weeds. Through the gaps in the railings, she saw a scene that made her pupils shrink.

The young man's hands and feet were bound, standing on the edge of a cliff several feet high, and was about to be pushed down.

She began to struggle violently, making whimpering sounds of resistance.

But no matter how hard I struggle, it's all in vain.

She saw those people dressed in Han Chinese clothes, who were obviously the lackeys of the royal family, laughing triumphantly. She saw that her father had a solemn expression, but he was still resolute. He slowly raised his hand, and then - put it down heavily.

The servant who received the instruction pushed the young man down without any hesitation.

Although he knew that her hiding place was extremely secret and no one would discover it, he didn't know if it was an illusion. When he fell off the cliff, the young man looked sideways. The cold wind from the cliff blew up the corners of his clothes. His dark eyes looked through the railing powerfully and met her eyes that had already turned red and were filled with tears.

The delicate facial features and unclear emotions make it hard to tell.

She shook her head vigorously.

A fierce cry in the heart.

No! No! No! No! …

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