Chapter 277 The little princess kills the green

The little girl in the mirror has no makeup on her face, her small face as big as a palm, and her thin willow-leaf eyebrows are clear deer eyes.

She raised the corner of her mouth to make a smile, and the dimples on her cheeks bloomed, making her lips look red and white.

An idea suddenly popped up in Ning Zhizhi's mind.

"Uncle Jason, otherwise I won't put on makeup?"

She looked up at Jason, her eyes very agile.

Since this is a final show, Qin Chuan means to do whatever he wants to clean himself, so he might as well not put on makeup.

Anyway, her face is very good, and she has no flaws when she is on camera. There are no flaws except that the lip color looks a bit light in the camera.

But this is not a problem, just apply a little heavier lip balm.

Jason had this idea, but everyone in this circle knew that she was taking makeup on camera. Although she looked good without makeup now, she didn't know what she looked like when she was under the camera.

Ning Zhizhi listened to Jason's suggestion, suddenly jumped off the chair and headed straight for Qin Chuan.

"Uncle Qin Chuan!"

Qin Chuan, who was talking to the prop group, heard someone calling him behind him, and subconsciously looked back and saw Ning Zhizhi who had already changed his clothes but had a simple face.

I don't know if it's because I got into the show after changing my clothes. Even if Ning Zhizhi jogged over, she was still steady. She looked like a dignified little girl raised in the deep palace.

Like a princess.

She stood in front of Qin Chuan, raised her little face and looked at her with a eager look.

"Uncle Qin Chuan, can you take a photo of me now? I want to see if it's not a photogenic like this. If it's okay, I want to finish the last shot like this."

"You want to finish the last scene of the little princess like this?"

Ning Zhizhi and Qin Chuan almost said the sentence in unison.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan could understand his thoughts. Ning Zhizhi was slightly surprised at first, then raised her lips and smiled.

"Yes, Uncle Qin Chuan, what do you think?"

Qin Chuan did not speak, but rubbed his chin and looked at Ning Zhizhi's current dress thoughtfully.

In his opinion, Ning Zhizhi looks like now, even if she doesn't have makeup on, but considering the problem of taking makeup on the camera, he hesitated for a moment.

"You can try it."

It was just now that it was rest time, so Qin Chuan simply let Ning Zhizhi stand behind the camera. He sat behind the screen and looked at Ning Zhizhi's appearance after entering the play, and was slightly stunned.

The plot to be filmed in the last scene is the plot of the country's demise. In this scene, other palace ladies hurriedly packed up their fine lines and thought about escaping from the palace.

The background is the palace ignited by the fire of the palace lanterns. Ning Zhizhi, as the last little princess in the harem, strolled on the corridor that could not be seen at a glance, slowly walked from the palace gate to the prince's palace.

The palace maid with a panicked look on her side became a sharp contrast with the calm and calm Ning Zhizhi. She was obviously going against the road and heading towards death step by step, but she was so calm, just like the end of that road that made her feel at ease enough

The same thing as it is.

Ning Zhizhi stood behind the screen, folded her hands in front of her, slowly walked past the camera, and tried hard to show her face to Qin Chuan from all directions.

It should be fine, right? Even if the camera takes makeup, it shouldn't have taken her into a sickly and sick person with no blood on her face, right?

If it really doesn't work, just put some blush on your face.

Ning Zhizhi frowned slightly when she turned around and thought in her heart.

As her thoughts gradually diverged further away, Qin Chuan suddenly stood up, patted his hands, and signaled that Ning Zhizhi was OK.

"Yes, no need to put on makeup, just let Jason apply your lips a little red."

Qin Chuan didn't expect that even if Ning Zhizhi didn't wear makeup, her face would be so good. She had almost no flaws on the screen, except for the lighter lip color.

but……

Qin Chuan paused, his eyes fell on her clothes, and suddenly spoke.

"You can change the clothes to the one that the prince chose for the first time for the little princess."

Ning Zhizhi understood what he meant, and happened to be thinking so, so she nodded and cooperated with the staff to change clothes.

With the fall of the field note board, the final stage of the little princess officially began.

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"Your Highness, we are the members of His Highness the Crown Prince. We are ordered to take you out of the city. You can follow us."

The man in a coarse cloth dress tried his best to persuade the little princess in front of him.

She was wearing a light green palace dress, exquisite and meticulous. Although she looked plain, she could see from the fabric and embroidery that this palace dress was valuable, and she could also see the position of this little prince in the prince's heart.

Ning Zhizhi raised her clean little face and stared at the man in front of her. The indifference in her black eyes made the man feel shocked.

"No, I'm going to wait for my brother to come back here."

Some slanted raindrops floated from the sky, just like when she and the prince first met in the abandoned palace of the imperial concubine.

The corners of her palace skirt were stained with mud, and her hair bun looked messy because it was wet by the rain, but her back was already straight and proud. She could vaguely see the aura of the young prince from her body.

.

The man looked at it and couldn't help swallowing, trying to say something else, but saw that she had turned around and walked towards the palace that looked like a cage.

She walked away a little, suddenly stopped, and the voice drifted into the man's ears in the wind.

"North the south of the city, there is money buried in the palace under the dead willow tree. You are my brother's subordinates. You should know how to respond to him. When you see him, give him the things, and tell him..."

Ning Zhizhi pursed her lips: "Just tell him, live the life he wants."

Born in the imperial family, it was too tiring to do so. Whether she or her brother, they were all too tired to live.

The man watched him gradually disappear into the rain curtain, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Because from beginning to end, this little prince agreed that the crown prince would definitely survive, rather than die in the battlefield.

The fire and smoke soared into the sky, and the palace was already in chaos. The palace people who had always regarded the etiquette in the palace as if they had lost their minds and fled around, crying and shouting.

Ning Zhizhi took a step forward, slowly stepping over the chaotic crowd towards the East Palace.

A few days ago, due to the tight war, all the food and clothing expenses in the harem were cut in half, and even the East Palace where the prince was located was no exception.

There are even many antique calligraphy and paintings that Prince Ning Chen had troubled in his early years, which were used as military pay. However, there are not few things that belong to Ning Zhizhi at all.

The bedroom, which was already much empty, seemed even more empty as the palace people left.

When Ning Zhizhi walked into the bedroom, she saw a palace maid with her own eyes, and ran out of the door in a panic-looking manner with a dress filled with her jewelry.

But she didn't care. She didn't even give a look to the palace maid, but walked straight to the imperial concubine chaise by the window.

She climbed up with her arms, then took a travel notes from the table next to her and opened them to her side.
Chapter completed!