Xia Weibao chuckled charmingly, "How do you know how to style a girl’s bun?"
After she delivered her line, Han Luoqi’s expression stiffened, revealing awkwardness.
"Cut."
Xu Jiayang called for a stop, and the stylist imdiately ca up to help Xia Weibao switch styles, fixing her hair into a bun.
At this point, there would conveniently be a scene of Emperor Xia Liang recalling practicing hairstyling with the Hidden Guard inserted, ensuring the editing wouldn’t be disjointed.
Soon, the styling was done, and Han Luoqi stood behind her again. As filming resud, the scene showed him helping her finish the bun.
It was a warm scene, and as long as the gazes were right, it would pass easily.
Han Luoqi breathed a sigh of relief, fearful that Lu Hualiang would again attempt to kill him with his gaze.
Luckily, it passed on the first take.
After the scene ended, Han Luoqi turned to find that Lu Hualiang wasn’t looking at him at all, but was instead staring intently at Xia Weibao, lost in thought.
Han Luoqi raised an eyebrow, wondering if Lu Hualiang wasn’t worried others might grow suspicious about such blatant staring.
Xia Weibao noticed it too; Lu Hualiang was looking at her constantly.
That gaze was very complex.
In the afternoon, they shot two scenes, and Xu Jiayang arranged for them to shoot other parts, leaving Xia Weibao’s storyline for another day.
The big boss announced he was taking his wife ho.
Sitting inside the car, Lu Hualiang seed a bit out of it.
Xia Weibao waved a hand in front of his eyes, "Co back to earth."
"What?" Lu Hualiang turned his head, his usually sharp gaze uncharacteristically confused.
"What were you thinking about? Are you thinking about another woman!"
Lu Hualiang averted his gaze, slightly flustered.
Xia Weibao had only been teasing, but why did he look so guilty!
"Lu Hualiang! You really are thinking about another woman!"
"I’m not!"
"You answered so quickly, are you feeling guilty!"
Lu Hualiang hesitated for three seconds, "No."
"You took so long to consider, isn’t that proof there’s sothing on your mind!"
Lu Hualiang, "..."
So should he consider, or not consider?
Being unreasonable is indeed a woman’s prerogative.
"I was thinking about you."
He really was thinking about her, although it was about the her in his mind.
In the past, situations like this would occasionally occur, where certain images would cross his mind inadvertently.
Like seeing a woman.
At the ti, it was just a fleeting image, followed by a blank mind.
After the blankness, he rembered nothing at all.
However, just now, when he saw the scene of Emperor Xia Liang styling Empress Bao’s hair, those once forgotten images suddenly all ca back clearly.
What shocked him most was that the once indistinct face had beco exceptionally clear.
It was Xia Weibao!
He once feared he might be emotionally unfaithful.
Now he discovered that the woman looked exactly like Xia Weibao!
Only dressed in ancient palace attire.
This was very strange.
As a modern person, how could she be wearing ancient palace attire outside of filming!
He was absolutely certain these images were not illusions, that he had truly seen them before.
Almost as if... they had known each other in a past life...
Lu Hualiang shook his head, suddenly feeling a bit absurd.
Past lives and present lives were re tropes in movies and novels, and yet a 21st-century man like himself actually believed in them.
That night when he returned to the room, he saw Xia Weibao brushing her hair.
Lu Hualiang felt a mont of haze; he suddenly walked over, took the peach wood comb from her hand, and picked up a small lock of long hair, gently brushing it.
His elegant long fingers threaded through her strands, agile yet familiar.
He was sowhat lost, and when he ca back to his senses, he found to his surprise that he had styled Xia Weibao’s hair into Empress Bao’s young girl bun!
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