Jin He is only a supporting character in this drama, and his scenes will end at the end of the year, unlike the male lead who will be filming until March next year. In the director's words, Min Huai can be considered the white moonlight of the male lead and the young marquis who died early. After Min Huai died, the young marquis went completely crazy.
However, he couldn't do anything to the emperor. He couldn't use the life given to him by Min Huai to commit regicide. He could only request permission to guard the border and lived alone in the wind and sand of the northwest for thirty years.
When the first heavy snow fell in Haicheng in December, Jin He finally finished all his scenes and began filming his final scenes. He wore a silver-white cloak, the flower ornament between his eyebrows was wiped off, and his hair was neatly tied up, showing no trace of his usual dissolute demeanor.
He entered the dark, foul-smelling cell, where the young marquis had been beaten beyond recognition by the jailers. He stepped forward and placed a jug of wine on the floor.
The young marquis glanced at it and understood, then smiled wryly and said, "This ending is not bad."
Min Huai lowered his eyes and said, "That's right."
"So you don't have anything you want to say to me?"
“My father and brothers were wrongfully killed, and I was once imprisoned in this very cell.”
"Well, that's really unfortunate."
“Yes, what a coincidence.” Min Huai squatted down, tucked the stray hairs from the young marquis’s forehead behind his ear, revealing his dirty face. Min Huai’s eyes lingered on his bright eyes.
“Young Marquis, your father caused the tragic deaths of my father and brothers, and imprisoned me. Now that I have killed him, you will suffer the same fate. We are even.”
"From now on, we need not meet again, in heaven or on earth."
Outside the Zhaoyu prison, a vast expanse of snow stretched out. Min Huai trudged forward, his steps uneven. The emperor, standing not far from the prison, saw that it was Min Huai emerging and his face lit up with joy. He beckoned, "Come quickly, Min Huai! Come to my side!"
He walked, his brocade boots crunching on the snow. He couldn't help but drift into a daze. He loved snowy days when he was young. His father would open the warm pavilion and invite the family to brew tea and compose poems together. When he was studying at the Imperial Academy, they would also play wildly in the snow and then pin someone down in a snowdrift. The unlucky one was usually the young marquis.
"Pat-pat..."
Two drops of dark blood were dripped onto the pristine white snow. Meanwhile, in the prison, the young marquis, who had drunk the wine, did not meet his expected death. Instead, he suddenly opened his eyes.
"Pity the Huai River!"
The emperor was shocked and rushed forward to catch the swaying Min Huai, but Min Huai pushed him away violently: "Your Majesty, please don't touch me."
"You, you drank poison?! Delu, summon the imperial physician! Quickly, summon the imperial physician!"
"No more!" Jin He bit through the blood bag in her mouth, and Min Huai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. "Your Majesty! I was afraid I wouldn't die, so I drank some arsenic before I came here..."
With the addition of arsenic and the poisoned wine that had just been bestowed, even the most powerful immortals would not return.
"I won't call the imperial physician anymore." Min Huai lay on the snow, his whole body so white he seemed to melt into it, only the bloodstains around his mouth remaining bright red. "I... I'm tired. I want to find my father..."
"I'll take you there, I'll take you there. I've had Grand Tutor Xue and Young General Xue buried in their hometown of Xunyang. I'll take you there, Xue Minhuai, take good care of yourself..."
"That's enough. I've done many wrong things. My father... my father probably won't want to see me."
"No, no, no..."
"After I die, scatter my ashes... I don't want an afterlife," Min Huai's pupils dilated, and he seemed to see many people standing in the distant snowstorm, including his father, his elder brother, his father, the young marquis, and the emperor...
"They, they've come to pick me up..."
After saying this, Min Huai closed his eyes completely. His body was colder than the snow. The emperor sat slumped beside him, but dared not reach out to touch him. The supreme ruler was now sobbing uncontrollably.
The world fell silent, save for the howling wind and snow.
"Card!"
No sooner had He Mingxu finished speaking than Jin He sat up abruptly from the snow and wiped the fake blood from her mouth: "Hey! This blood tastes like blueberries!"
Still immersed in grief, Su Youran: "..."
"I've wrapped up filming!" Jin He sprang to his feet with a somersault. "I've wrapped up filming! I've wrapped up filming! Thank you, director!"
The production team prepared a bouquet of flowers for Jin He to wrap up filming. Jin He happily hugged it and showed it to everyone, and He Mingxu even praised him.
"This young man has talent; we'll have the opportunity to work together again in the future."
"Okay! Thank you, director!"
Su Youran asked if they wanted to have a wrap dinner together, but Jin He had to leave soon to participate in a music show performance, and after that, there was a rehearsal for the Spring Festival Gala on a TV station. She was very busy and couldn't find the time right away.
"I'm sorry, Brother Su." Jin He bowed to everyone. "You've all worked hard these past few days. I asked my assistant to buy some hot milk tea as a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't mind."
After seeing Jin He skip and hop back to remove her makeup, Su Youran crossed her arms and said with relief, "What a good kid, she got out of character pretty quickly. That makes me look silly crying like this, you know?"
"What's wrong with him?" He Mingxu found it amusing. "He was talking to me with tears in his eyes just now. Let's save face for him now that he's grown up. Let him go home and cry in secret."
As expected, Jin He removed her makeup, changed into her own clothes, and sat in the car. The car had been driving for a while when Wang Yang suddenly heard Jin He covering her face and crying softly in the back.
"What's wrong with you?" Wang Yang found it amusing and handed Jin He two tissues. "Still not out of character?"
"My poor Minhuai," Jin He said, wiping away her tears. "Why is his life so miserable?"
Wang Yang found his act of secretly wiping away tears a bit funny, but still kindly said, "You're going on stage later, don't cry your eyes out, it won't look good on camera."
"I understand." Jin He quickly composed herself, picked up a glass of iced Americano and gulped it down, instantly feeling refreshed.
An Yi and the others had been waiting backstage for a long time. When Jin He arrived, she was first pressed down into a makeup chair. Idol makeup and actor makeup are different. In order to make the makeup more adherent, the makeup artist first applied a thick layer of mask to Jin He.
"Baby, do you know how popular your dark circle makeup was last time?" The makeup artist lovingly cupped Jin He's little face. "Do you know how many people on short video platforms imitated it? Oh my, I knew it. As long as your face is fine, I won't have to worry about food."
"Why are your eyes red?" An Yi suddenly appeared out of nowhere and asked, "What's wrong? Did you cry? Who bullied you?"
"Nobody bullied me," Jin He answered honestly. "I just finished filming."
"Oh dear, your eyes are a little red." The makeup artist carefully examined Jin He's eyes. "Let me put some eye drops in for you first, but don't be nervous, your red eyes don't look bad."
Jin He nodded. Fortunately, he didn't cry for long, so the redness in his eyes subsided quickly.
"Xiao He!" Lin Nian asked him, "Are you going home when it's over?"
Jin He shook his head: "I have to go to the local TV station's Spring Festival Gala rehearsal."
"Oh, tomorrow is Chinese New Year, are you going home?"
Jin He thought back for a moment. Her aunt had said that she would bring her mother-in-law back for the New Year. She also heard that her mother would be coming home. The only regret was that Xiao Miao was currently attending a winter study camp abroad and would not be back for a few days.
He nodded: "Yes, I'll go home and see my mother-in-law."
"Okay, please say hello to Grandma for us."
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