Stop Bothering Me, Emperor Chapter 109: Photo

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Song Xiao looked cold and didn't speak.

Usually, it's fine to fry them with them. This was originally in his publicity plan, but if you want to take such a too obvious ambiguous photo, you can't do it. The Yu family's matter has not been resolved yet, and he can't let Yu Tang get into trouble.

Yu Tang looked at the two sets of costumes, his eyes brightened, and when he looked at Song Xiao, he wisely chose not to speak, and just sat beside Song Xiao in silence.

The guy in the propaganda team blushed, and the atmosphere was very embarrassing. He looked back at his colleagues, some of them looked at the sky and the ground, pretending to know nothing. Suddenly regret that the intestines are blue.

"Ahem, what are you doing in a daze?" The director gave a dry cough, waved the script in his hand, and shouted, "Hurry up and do something!"

The lighting engineer quickly removed the light from Mu Chen's butt, and the scene picked up the copper basin to catch the water again.

"This idea is good, but it's not right now." Song Xiao was silent for a moment and said to the guy.

The guy who was already ready to be scolded suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Xiao gratefully: "Yes, we want something wrong, thank you Mr. Song." After speaking, he ran away.

People on the Internet are trying to keep them together, but most of them are joking. The two of them have always been presidents with high coldness. Suddenly, they are so grounded, and it will be very abrupt. The propaganda team has gone too smoothly recently, and it's a bit forgetful.

Yu Tang smacked his lips regretfully, and while everyone was too busy not paying attention to them, he quietly touched the back of Song Xiao's hand: "I don't care."

Song Xiao glanced at him and looked down at the hand on the back of his hand: "How can you wear a wedding dress casually."

The suit was made according to Dayu's formal dress. Song Xiao personally supervised it. Although the materials used differed by tens of thousands of miles, the style was basically the same as the one they wore when they got married.

Yu Tang was taken aback for a moment, and slowly squeezed Song Xiao's hand.

The shooting and promotion of "Jinghong's Prosperity" has been smooth, and it was successfully completed in the spring of the following year. The crew held a celebration banquet, and Song Xiao was among them. In fact, he devoted the most effort to this drama. Others only thought he was for his grandfather. Only Song Xiao knew who he was for.

It was very late that day, and everyone did not go back to the city, so they rested in a nearby hotel.

When Yu Tang arrived, Song Xiao was standing on the balcony watching the night scene. The studio is still brightly lit at night, and many crews are still working hard to shoot.

"It's not easy to do any line." Yu Tang hugged Song Xiao from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder.

"Why are you here?" Song Xiao tilted his head and rubbed his face.

"Tonight's celebration dinner, I think you will drink more." Yu Tang muttered softly.

Song Xiao couldn't help laughing, and raised his hand to give him an elbow. Is this guy trying to take advantage of his drinking? Even if he didn't drink too much, he didn't let him touch him. What was this guy thinking.

Yu Tang grasped his elbow accurately and held the person in his arms: "Hush—I have something to tell you."

Song Xiao blinked and turned to look at him. His Majesty's expression is not clear at night, but he can feel that he is very serious now.

Suddenly, there was a "boom" downstairs, and the gorgeous fireworks instantly rose up into the sky, exploding colorful patterns in the night. Immediately afterwards, one after another fireworks rose into the sky, showing a beautiful heart shape.

The crew all ran out to look at the fireworks. The lighting engineer suddenly turned on the light and shone on the open space downstairs. Mu Chen and Qiao Su in costumes walked under the light.

Song Xiao looked at the two protagonists who were clearly drunk just now, dressed in neat ancient costumes, and uttered the lines clearly. This line is not from "Jinghong's Prosperity", and it sounds familiar...

Mu Chen: "Junzhu, marry me, I will allow you to be the only one in your life."

Qiao Su: "What the minister wants is to become a famous minister through the ages. What is the use of being a pet alone?"

Mu Chen: "Then I will promise you a prosperous world!"

Qiaosu: "Good!"

Song Xiao looked at the two excited actors, who actually hugged each other, looking straight. This nasty line is from "Xia Xia Xiao Tang", right?

Yu Tang pulled Song Xiao, who was looking silly, and took out a ring from his arms and put it directly on his finger. He said hardly, "I thought about it, I'll marry you now. , It just happens that the company is not busy this time, we can go abroad for a vacation."

Song Xiao was stunned for a while, and looked at the ring in his hand. It was a simple men's platinum ring with only a few small diamonds on the edge, forming a minimalist look. The emperor is...proposing?

The surrounding crew members all followed, shouting "together, to be together!" I don't know whether they were calling the two actors or both of them.

Who did anyone propose so! All sorts of past lives whizzed past in his mind, Song Xiao's eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Why do you always do this? Don't discuss anything with me, just make a decision directly, never asking me if I want to. !" Had he not liked Yu Jintang in his last life, how miserable he would have been!

Looking at him like this, Yu Tang suddenly became a little flustered, looked at Song Xiao at a loss, and asked cautiously: "Then, are you willing to marry me?"

Song Xiao raised his eyes and glared at him, and said viciously: "Yes!"

Yu Tang was taken aback for a while, and slowly showed a silly smile: "Hey..."

"Puff—" Song Xiao couldn't help laughing when he saw him like this.

The next day, Song Xiao opened his eyes and saw the dark guard squatting by the bed, holding a set of bright red ancient costumes. It was the style he wore when they got married, but it was obviously not the costume used by the crew, but the genuine silk.

Yu Tang, who has always liked to sleep late, is no longer in bed.

The weather is good, and the scenery in the studio is pleasant. The weeping willows on both sides of the river bank were green and the peach blossoms around the arch bridge were in full bloom. Song Xiao wore red clothes and walked slowly to the river. On the bridge made of white jade, Yu Tang, wearing a long-sleeved robe, stood with his hands in the center, looking at him quietly.

The long wig was combed smoothly, and for a moment, Song Xiao thought that he was back in Dayu a thousand years ago.

The emperor stood on the eighty-one jade steps, holding one end of the red silk in his hand, waiting for him to step up. The young and handsome emperor has always been unsmiling, but when he reached the first step, his lips curled up.

The well-knotted hand stretched out in front of him, opened his mouth, but was so nervous that he forgot to say something.

Song Xiao walked slowly to the bridge and put his hand in Yu Tang's hand: "Does the emperor remember what words to say?"

Yu Tang thought for a while, but forgot, casually scorned: "Today is a great day for us to take wedding photos."

Song Xiao couldn't help laughing.

Everyone in the crew is gone, leaving only two leading actors and makeup artist, lighting artist and director team.

Mu Chen came over with a yawn: "Director, wasn't it successful to act and amuse President Yu last night? Why call us out to work in the morning!"

What they want to do is to occupy this space and not allow other crews to come and disturb.

The director was also very helpless. Mr. Yu almost scared him to death when he asked for marriage last night. He quickly dismissed all the miscellaneous people, leaving only his stern mouth. Today those two are going to take wedding photos again. I can only say...the rich can really play.

Qiao Su quietly looked at the two people over there and poked Mu Chen, who was still yawning, with his elbow: "Brother Chen, do you think that the posture and pace of President Yu and Song are better than ours. Okay?"