Song Xiao turned cold and said nothing.

It would be fine if you used them to stir-fry them. This was originally in his publicity plan, but it would not work to take such an overly obvious ambiguous photo. The matter of the Yu family has not been resolved yet, so he cannot let Yu Tang fall into trouble.

Yu Tang looked at the two costumes, his eyes lit up, and when he looked at Song Xiao again, he wisely chose not to speak, but just sat next to Song Xiao silently.

The young man in the publicity team blushed and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. Looking back at his colleagues, some looked at the sky and some looked at the ground, pretending to know nothing. He immediately regretted that his intestines were blue.

"Ahem, what are you doing when you are standing there?" The director coughed dryly, waved the script in his hand, and shouted, "Go to do things quickly!"

The lighting maker quickly moved the light away from Mu Chen's butt, and the venue picked up the copper basin and went to collect the water again.

"This idea is good, but it is not suitable for reads now;." Song Xiao was silent for a moment and said to the young man.

The young man who was already ready to be scolded suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Xiao gratefully: "Yes, we are not thinking about it, thank you Mr. Song." After that, he ran away.

People on the Internet are urging them to be together, but most of them are joking. Their image has always been a cold president. Suddenly, they will be very abrupt. The publicity team has been going too smoothly recently and is a little lost.

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

Song Xiao glanced at him, lowered his eyes to the hand that was placed on the back of his hand: "Wedding clothes are not something you can wear casually."

That set of clothes was made of strictly based on Dayu's dress, and Song Xiao personally supervised it. Although the materials were different, the style was basically the same as the one they wore when they got married.

Yu Tang was stunned for a moment and slowly clenched Song Xiao's hand.

The filming and promotion of "Jinghong Shengshi" has been very smooth, and it was successfully completed in the spring of the following year. The crew held a celebration banquet, and Song Xiao was also among them. In fact, he put in the most effort in this drama. Others only thought that he was for his grandfather, but only Song Xiao himself knew who he was for.

It was very late on this day, and no one returned to the city and rested in a nearby hotel.

When Yu Tang arrived, Song Xiao was standing on the balcony to watch the night view. The night in the film and television city was still brightly lit, and many crews were still working hard to shoot.

"It's not easy to do any job." Yu Tang hugged Song Xiao from behind and put his chin on his shoulder.

"Why are you here?" Song Xiao turned his head and rubbed his face with him.

"Tonight's celebration banquet, I think you will drink too much." Yu Tang muttered in a low voice.

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

Yu Tang accurately grabbed his elbow and hugged the person in his arms: "Shhh-I have something to tell you."

Song Xiao blinked and turned to look at him. His Majesty the Emperor's expression could not be seen clearly at night, but he could feel that he was very serious now.

Suddenly, with a "bang" downstairs, the gorgeous fireworks instantly rose to the sky, and colorful figures exploded in the night. Then, one fireworks after another rose to the sky, presenting a beautiful heart shape.

Everyone in the crew ran out to watch the fireworks. The lighting master suddenly turned on the lights and shone them on the open space downstairs. Mu Chen and Qiao Su, wearing costumes, walked under the lights.

Song Xiao looked at the two starring actors who had just drunk high, dressed in neatly ancient costumes and clearly pronounced the lines. This line was not from "Jinghong Shengshi", and it sounded a little familiar...

Mu Chen: "Junzhu, marry me, I promise you to favor for the rest of your life."

Qiao Su: "What I want is to become a famous minister for all ages. What's the point of favor?"

Mu Chen: "Then I promise you a prosperous country!"

Qiao Su: "Okay!"

Song Xiao looked at the two excited actors and actually hugged each other, looking a little straight. Is this stingy line from "Xiaotang under the Moon"?

Yu Tang pulled Song Xiao, who was stunned, took out a ring from his arms, and put it directly on his finger. He said with a cold voice: "I thought about it, I'd better marry you now. It just so happened that the company was not busy for a while. We can go abroad for a vacation reads;."

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

The crew members around them all started to cheer and shouted loudly, "Together, together!" I don't know if they were calling out to two actors or calling them.

Who would have proposed like this! Everything from his previous life whizzed by in his mind. Song Xiao's eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Why are you always like this? You don't discuss anything with me, just make a decision directly, and never ask me if I want it or not!" If he hadn't liked Yu Jintang in his previous life, how miserable he would have lived!

Seeing him like this, Yu Tang suddenly became a little panicked, looked at Song Xiao at a loss, and asked carefully: "Then, then do you want to get married with me?"

Song Xiao raised his eyes and said viciously: "I'm willing!"

Yu Tang was stunned for a while, and slowly showed a silly smile: "Hehe..."

"Puff--" Seeing him like this, Song Xiao couldn't help laughing out loud.

The next day, Song Xiao opened his eyes and saw the secret guard squatting beside the bed and holding a bright red costume. It was the style he wore when he got married, but it was obviously not the costume used by the crew, but the real silk.

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

The weather is very good, and the scenery in the film and television city is pleasant. The weeping willows on both sides of the river bank and the peach blossoms are blooming around the arch bridge. Song Xiao slowly walked to the riverside in red clothes. On the white marble carved bridge, Yu Tang, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, stood in the center with his hands behind his back, looking at him quietly.

The long wig was combed smoothly. In that moment, Song Xiao thought that he had returned to Dayu, a thousand years ago.

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

His hands reached in front of him with distinct joints, opened his mouth, but was so nervous that he forgot to say anything.

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

Yu Tang thought about it, but still forgot and made a fool of himself: "Today is a great day for us to take wedding photos."

Song Xiao couldn't help laughing.

Everyone in the crew should have left, leaving only two starring actors, makeup artists, lighting artists and director teams.

Mu Chen came over yawning: "Director, wasn't it a success to play President Yu last night? Why did he call us out to work again early in the morning!"

The work they have to do is to occupy the venue and not allow other crews to come and disturb them.

The director was also helpless. Mr. Yu said he wanted to marry last night, but he almost scared him to death. He quickly dismissed all the idle people, leaving only his own people who were strict with each other. Today, the two were going to take wedding photos again, so I can only say... rich people are really good at playing.
Chapter completed!