Chapter 750: Chapter 749 Empress Lan’s Story Broadcast_1 Chapter 750: Chapter 749 Empress Lan’s Story Broadcast_1 “Wait and see, some people just don’t know what goodness is. We need to teach them a lesson.”
Qiao Xiaren had been tousling Si Limo’s face, causing him to speechlessly brush her hand off. “Be careful, if anything happens, you must tell me. Do you understand?”
Qiao Xiaren didn’t reply. The corner of her lips curved up slightly, but quickly dropped back down.
The emotions in her eyes were dangerous and deadly, shrouded in an ominous darkness.
Some scum were just like indestructible pests, always hopping in front of her. Although she didn’t know what Ye Mohan wanted from her, it certainly wasn’t anything good.
Seeing that a few dishes had arrived, they started eating. Si Limo habitually helped her with her food, pampering Queen Qiao completely throughout the meal.
In the middle of the meal, another phone call came in. Aunt Ping quickly got up to answer.
“Hold on a moment.” Aunt Ping covered the receiver and said something to Qiao Xiaren.
“Miss Xiaren, your roommate is looking for you.”
Qiao Xiaren put down her chopsticks and reached for the phone. Yin Xiaobai’s voice came through: “Xiaren, Xiaren, let’s party tomorrow night. Filming every day and then being cooped up at home lovey-dovey, isn’t that boring?”
Nobody knew where she was, surrounded by the noise.
It seemed like Wang Yi and the others were there, babbling about something at the other end. Qiao Xiaren didn’t catch a single word, but already felt the lively atmosphere.
On second thought, it has been a while since she’s had a good time outside, so Qiao Xiaren agreed.
After hanging up, Qiao Xiaren returned to the table.
“Is it the three from last time?” Si Limo casually asked. Though he didn’t remember the girls’ faces from that night, he pretty much remembered their voices.
Qiao Xiaren nodded, “It’s time to experience their nightlife.”
“Don’t go too wild, and come back early.” He couldn’t resist nagging her a little, looking at her somewhat helplessly.
After careful editing and post-production, Li Li’s “The Legend of Lan Concubine” finally premiered on television.
The show aired two episodes per weekend.
Naturally, Li the Devil spent a fortune on promoting the drama. Those who read this palace drama novel ten years ago mostly have children now, and some have even become housewives. Upon hearing that “The Legend of Lan Concubine” was being made into a TV show, they were naturally extra attentive and incredibly excited.
Liu Ou had contributed a significant part to the popularity of “The Legend of Lan Concubine.” Internet fights of all kinds had drawn countless fans.
As for the various online criticisms directed at Liu Ou, Qiao Xiaren didn’t take joy in it, and felt that things were not as simple as they appeared. The subsequent developments were yet to unfold.
The Empress was a child star and her acting skills were naturally top-notch.
But as for Liu Ou, the audience could only scoff.
Du Nuan was a mother in her early thirties, her daughter was seven this year, and was pretty much the little tyrant at home.
Knewing that “The Legend of Lan Concubine” was premiering that day, she sat eagerly in front of the TV.
There was still soup simmering in the pot. Du Nuan briefly glanced at it, just as her daughter’s childish voice echoed from the living room.
“Mommy, hurry, your TV show is starting.”
As soon as she sat down, she was captivated by the elaborate and splendid production. Each character seemed meticulously crafted. Liu Ou had a scene early on, and about five minutes later, Du Nuan started speaking contentedly.
“This person looks familiar, and she’s acting quite well.”
The little girl obviously didn’t understand her mother’s words, but she watched anyway, only thinking that the ladies in the show were beautiful.