Although Han Luoqi’s face is also handso and striking, there’s still a significant difference from Emperor Xia Liang.
So, she broke character.
However, thankfully, the lapse only lasted for a mont. As soon as she t Lu Hualiang’s familiar gaze, she was imdiately drawn back in.
Even though it was Han Luoqi’s face, in her eyes, it transford into Lu Hualiang.
It really felt like going back a thousand years.
This shot was supposed to stop here and switch to the next.
However, just as Xu Jiayang was about to call cut, he didn’t expect Lu Hualiang to move, sitting by the bedside.
His index finger gently lifted her chin, eyes eting.
"My Empress."
Everyone was in perfect sync, and no one shouted cut; they continued filming.
Lu Hualiang hooked her chin and gently kissed her.
His hand involuntarily touched her shoulder, gently kneading.
The other hand reached her waist, with a light tug, the belt loosened.
The clothes slowly slid off her fragrant shoulder.
At the sa ti, the red sheer drapes that were hanging fell from both sides, shielding the intimate scene on the bed.
Not a bit of shoulder was visible.
You could only see through the sheer fabric, Lu Hualiang pressing Xia Weibao down.
Xu Jiayang waved his fist in the air, perfect!
The prop master did a great job, cutting the hanging ropes with pinpoint precision to make the drapes fall just right!
This kind of half-concealed presentation was even more enticing.
Through the sheer fabric, you could see the shadows intertwined inside, tumbled in passion.
Through the layer of veil, hazy and indistinct.
Better than filming it directly.
anwhile, the prop master with scissors in hand was dumbfounded.
What’s happening!
He hadn’t started cutting yet, so why did the drapes fall on their own?
Looking again at the broken hook, who did it?
It wasn’t him!
Who stole his job?
Equally bewildered was Xia Weibao.
Feeling the transformation happening in the man’s body pressing against her, she was almost scared out of her wits!
"Calm down."
She reached out to press against his waist, trying to push him away.
Then, with that movent, the man let out a muffled groan.
His body grew even more rigid.
Xia Weibao beca tense all over, not daring to move.
If she dared to move recklessly in this situation, it was definitely playing with fire!
"What’s wrong with you?" Xia Weibao gritted her teeth.
Changing the script on his own was one thing.
Now he even... reacted.
If people knew what they were doing in bed, she would have no face to show!
Lu Hualiang let out a muffled groan, growing even more tense.
Staring at her delicate face, his eyes deepened.
"I don’t want others to see."
Her appearance in the wedding dress was only his to see.
Even in acting, he didn’t want others to witness it.
So, he changed the script himself.
No more kissing or bed scenes, they’d go ho and take their ti!
"Then don’t... react, is it necessary?"
Xia Weibao was nearly fuming, what to do now!
Veins pulsed on Lu Hualiang’s forehead, he didn’t want to either.
Unable to control!
The re-enactnt of scenes from a thousand years ago, and it was the most important day of his life.
In that instant of imrsion, he almost thought he was back then, the first ti he had her.
How could he hold back!
"Wife..."
"Don’t move around, I’m scared!"
Xia Weibao’s expression changed slightly, pressing his searing hand, not letting him act rashly.
There were people outside, did they still want their face?
"Cut!" Xu Jiayang clapped his hands, "Very good!"
Even though Lu Hualiang changed the scene on a whim, the effect was better.
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