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"This country was laid down inch by inch with my own hands!"

In the majestic Golden Luan Hall, the young emperor sat on the dragon chair, holding a memorial in his hand, and glanced at the ministers kneeling in the hall with slightly downcast eyes.His eyes are like sharp knives, leaving nothing behind.

The emperor didn't speak too hard, but his words landed soundly, with the momentum of looking down on the world: "If I can beat the first time, I can win the second time!"

"Xiyou?" The emperor threw the memorial to His Royal Highness, and the golden dragon on the sleeve robe almost rose into the air with this movement, "I! Don't be afraid!"

The kneeling officials all trembled involuntarily, and then they raised a sense of pride and shouted "Long live" in unison.

"Okay! This one is over!" Director Mi Xuesong called out, "Call work!"

Only then did the people in the hall come to their senses, and exited the stage with cheers.

"Another mistake, Shang Yingdi is too powerful!"

"His eyes are so scary, I almost forgot that I was filming just now, and thought I had time-traveled."

"It seems that Shang Yingdi has not appeared in the play yet."

When everyone looked up, they saw Shang Yin still sitting on the dragon chair, with his back straight, maintaining his previous expression, as if he hadn't been separated from his role yet.

Everyone subconsciously lowered their voices.

The assistant Yi Hong who was standing in the corner was taken aback and ran over quickly.

"Brother Shang, are you feeling sick again?" Yi Hong asked in a low voice.

Shang Yin put his right arm on his shoulder and stood up: "Let's go."

"Go back to the room directly?" Yi Hong asked for his opinion.

"En." Shang Yin nodded.

Without even changing their costumes, the two went straight back to the hotel.

At the door of the room, Yi Hong stopped: "Do you need me to take you in?"

"No need." Shang Yin withdrew his hand.

Yi Hong said "Oh" and watched him enter the door.

The moment Shang Yin pushed the door, he turned back: "Have you changed the bed?"

"It's changed." Yi Hong nodded.

Shang Yin has cleanliness, and it is very serious.

Except for his manager Fu Zheng, no one can enter his room casually, not even his assistant.

Two days ago, an actress in the crew sneaked into his room, trying to climb into bed.

As a result, Shang Yin smelled the perfume at the door, so he didn't go in at all, and called the director directly.Mi Xuesong opened the door and saw a half-faded woman lying on the bed, her face turned green with anger.

The actress was naturally kicked out of the crew, Shang Yin didn't say anything on the surface, but privately asked Yi Hong to change the bed that others had been lying on, and sleep on the sofa before the bed was changed.Shang Yin is not feeling well today, probably because he doesn't want to sleep on the sofa.

Yes, his previous bed was also bought by himself after joining the group.

But Yi Hong knew that Shang Yin would have no problem staying in a hotel once in a while, and couldn't figure out why he was so fussy every time he was filming.

Shang Yin didn't say much, just opened the door and went in.

As soon as the door was closed, Shang Yin leaned against the wall exhaustedly, bent over and held his abdomen tightly, with a very painful expression, and beads of sweat kept rolling down.

After a while, he finally recovered and struggled towards the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Shang Yin paused again.

There was another person lying on the bed!

a man!

The man's back was facing him, and he was almost naked, wearing only a pair of low-rise underwear.

The person on the bed had slender and fair legs, slightly curled up, this action made his buttocks stand out, and his small and intoxicating waist was clearly visible.His waist was narrow, without a trace of fat or visible muscle.The lines of the back are smooth and graceful, the skin is tight and smooth like silk, and the delicate and charming butterfly bones are faintly protruding, which is tempting to touch.

It's a pity that Shang Yin doesn't find it attractive now, he just wants to kill people.

However, being so annoyed and diverted his attention, Shang Yin felt that the pain in his abdomen was slightly relieved.

He walked over, but the man didn't move, as if he was asleep.

Climbing the bed can still fall asleep first?

Tired of waiting too long?

Shang Yin sneered, put his hands on the corner of the quilt, and turned the person on the bed over, revealing a tender face.

The thin bangs covered the forehead softly, the thick and long eyelashes were like two small fans, the pale and tender cheeks had light red marks pressed out, and the naturally slightly upturned red lips seemed to be smiling even when they were asleep.This look still has a milky taste, but it is not greasy, soft and cute, which makes people wonder whether he is an adult or not.

Shang Yin was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.

He knows this person, his name is Liang Er, he is a rookie actor who has just joined the group for two days.

Two days ago, an actress was kicked out of the set for climbing his bed. Liang Er came to replace that actress, disguised as a man.

But he really didn't expect that Liang Er would climb the bed together?

However, he didn't wake up like this. It didn't look like he was asleep, but rather like someone had drugged him or something.

Shang Yin dragged a stool over and sat down. Seeing a half glass of water on the bedside, he picked it up and poured it mercilessly on that youthful face.

"Hmm..." The person on the bed twitched, his long eyelashes trembled violently, and he struggled to open his eyes.

Liang Er felt that his mind was in chaos, and in his blurred vision was a mighty and domineering emperor. He didn't know what day and night it was, and looked at the opposite figure helplessly.

emperor?Have you crossed?

Shang Yin saw the innocence and bewilderment in his eyes, folded his arms and said calmly, "Are you awake?"

Liang Er blinked hard.

Fuck!Isn't this the voice of his male god?

The emperor's face gradually became clear, isn't this his male god? !

What the hell is going on here?

Liang Er rubbed his head, his sanity slowly returned.

Yes, he went down the mountain. He was in the film and television base and took on a play in which Shang Yin played the role of the emperor.

He drank a bottle of drink during dance practice today, and then fell asleep.

Then here is...

Liang Er looked at the surrounding layout, and then at Shang Yin's host attitude—so, this is Shang Yin's room? !

Shang Yin looked at him coldly, Liang Er followed his gaze and lowered his head—how could he be naked? !

Liang Er's cheeks flushed red, and she hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover herself.

It seems that someone should have been framed, Shang Yin's expression softened a little: "Why are you in my room?"

Last time, the actress sneaked in while Fu Zheng was cleaning the room.

How did Liang Er get in this time?

"I, I don't know either..."

Liang Er stammered halfway through, and a sentence suddenly flashed in his mind: "The most effective way to pursue the best actor in Shang is to ask him directly: 'Actor, are you a fan?'"

This is the information that Liang Er worked so hard for during dance practice.

So, Shang Yin saw the person who was blushing with shame just a second ago, and suddenly changed his face and asked expectantly: "God, are you a fan?"

Shang Yin was dumbfounded.

It seems that he overestimated Liang Er.

Liang Er saw that he didn't answer, her Adam's apple rolled up and down nervously, her fingers gripping the quilt so hard that they turned slightly white.

Shang Yin's word "roll" came to his lips, swallowed it temporarily, and suddenly leaned forward, the tip of his straight nose almost touching Liang Er's face.

An aggressive aura rushed towards his face, Liang Er stiffened instantly, his dark eyes stared blankly at Shang Yin.

Shang Yin also stared at him with dark eyes, and slowly uttered a word after a long while: "Fuck!"

Liang Er felt a rush of hot air from his lower abdomen, and there was a "buzz" in his head, and warm liquid flowed through the tip of his nose.

Before he could react, a drop of bright red liquid appeared on the snow-white quilt in front of him, and then quickly soaked, like a plum petal falling on the snow.

The "plum petals" fell more and more, Liang Er stretched out his hand to wipe his nose—a hand full of blood!

Liang Er: ...

Shang Yin: ...

After a few seconds of awkward silence, Liang Er let out a scream, jumped off the bed, and jumped into the bathroom barefoot.

Tilting the head, slapping cold water, stuffing the nostrils... After a lot of frantic tossing, the nosebleed was finally stopped.

Liang Er looked at himself in a mess in the mirror, wanting to cry but not crying.

He didn't have time to think about who he offended and was framed like this.The question now is how to face Shang Yin.

Liang Er joined the crew because of Shang Yin.

He is a ginseng essence that has only been practiced for 500 years, and he has just gone down the mountain for a few days.He likes watching handsome guys and acting, so he went to the film and television city to try his luck as soon as he got off the mountain.That day, I made a bet with someone and danced Duan Wujian, and I was spotted by the casting director and recommended to audition.

Originally, he didn't want to act because the character was a concubine and assassin, female.

He didn't want to be a man disguised as a woman, but when he saw Shang Yin pretending to be an emperor, he was shocked at a glance, so he desperately won this role.

Liang Er likes Shang Yin very much, but he has inquired about Shang Yin's grudges, sleazy behavior, many rules, and serious cleanliness... Anyway, there has been no scandal since his debut.Everyone who tried to climb into his bed died a miserable death.The previous one had just been kicked out of the crew.

Of course Liang Er didn't want to be kicked out of the crew, let alone offend Shang Yin.

However, just now when he asked Shang Yin if he was a fan, Shang Yin seemed to answer "Fuck"?

Liang'er felt the hot air in his body surge up again, and hurriedly splashed some cold water on his head.

No matter, go out and play by ear.

Liang Er tremblingly walked out of the bathroom.

Shang Yin leaned against the bed, neither moving nor speaking.

Liang Er slowly walked over, closed his eyes and said quickly: "Male god, I'm sorry. I, I was actually framed by someone and got on your bed for no reason. I really didn't take the initiative to climb your bed. Of course, if, if you I'm really a fan, I, I am also willing to..."

Shang Yin was still silent.

Liang Er carefully opened his eyes, only to find that Shang Yin's eyes were closed tightly, his lips were pale, and his face was blue.

Dead or fainted?

"Male god!" Liang Er was in a hurry, and hurried forward to check.

Realizing that he was still breathing, Liang Er heaved a sigh of relief, and shook him: "Shang Yingdi? Wake up..."

Shang Yin still didn't respond.

Liang Er had no choice but to help him take off the dragon robe, and helped him onto the bed to lie down.

He wanted to go out to call for someone, but when he got to the door, he realized that he couldn't see anyone like this.

Liang Er turned around in a hurry, suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, put his index finger into his mouth, and bit a small hole, causing his brows to wrinkle in pain.

Liang Er bared his teeth, squeezed out a drop of blood from the wound, and forced his finger into Shang Yin's mouth.

I don't know if it was stimulated by his aggressive action or the smell of blood, the originally unconscious person suddenly opened his eyes.

Sen Leng's eyes pierced Liang Er's face like ice knives, how could this look like someone who just woke up from a coma?

Liang Er trembled: "I, my blood can save lives. You, you take a breath first, and then talk about other things."

Shang Yin took a deep breath.

Only then did Liang Er belatedly realize that his fingers were wrapped by warm and soft lips, and when the other party sucked in, the tingling electric current directly hit his heart from between his fingers.

Liang Er's legs gave way, and he knelt down in front of Shang Yin's bed.

Shang Yin: ...