"Alright." Shen Lyi nodded.

"Mrs Shen bought so many things. Do you have mine?" Changing the topic, Shen Lyi stared at Tang Wanwan and asked.

"Eh? I... I forgot." Tang Wanwan was stunned by the question. She turned her head to look at the series of toys and clothes on the bed and replied guiltily.

She had indeed forgotten that the shops she entered were all children's clothing stores. The toys she bought were all bought in boutiques. She did not enter men's clothing stores or jewelry stores at all.

When Shen Lyi heard this, his face instantly darkened.

In her heart, he was indeed inferior to her son.

She only remembered to buy her son, not him.

"I'll buy it for you next time," Tang Wanwan said anxiously when she saw Shen Lyi's expression instantly change.

She really didn't do it on purpose.

Because she was going to City Z to attend the opening press conference of I Like You, No Resentment, No Regret, she was afraid that she would delay the filming process of Legend of Xiao Yao.

After lunch, Tang Wanwan went to fix her makeup, change her appearance, and prepare for the next scene.

An hour later, the complicated design was finally completed.

Tang Wanwan was dressed in a red robe with a red belt tied around her waist. Her sleeves were wide, and her hands were raised to her knees. The fabric of the robe was thick and heavy. Fortunately, she was not wearing any jewelry on her head. Her hair was tied up with a white gauze ribbon, and her face was covered with thick makeup. Because the shooting date of Like You was close at hand, the filming of Legend of Xiao Yao had to be rushed. The scenes for the next two days were all on this day.

This scene needed to be performed in a dignified manner, and the wound on her waist had not yet healed. Ms Ling was worried that it would worsen, so she advised her to use a substitute. When Meng heard this from the side, she quickly nodded her head to help.

"I know, I won't force myself. When the time comes, I will use it." Tang Wanwan tried her best to support her robe that weighed seven or eight kilograms. She raised her hand and patted their shoulders as she comforted them with a smile.

"Don't worry about me. I know what I'm doing. I won't tell you anymore. The director is already calling me."

After she finished speaking, Tang Wanwan lifted her skirt and ran away. Ms Ling watched from behind and sighed.

Other artists wished they could use substitutes to film. She sat at the side, enjoying the cool breeze and eating fruits. After filming, she left with a high salary. She, on the other hand, wished she could do everything herself. No matter if it was dangerous or not, no matter how difficult it was, as long as it was possible, she would do it herself. She did not care about her own safety at all.

She did not listen to their advice. The only thing she could listen to was Young Master Shen's words. However, the heavens were high and the emperor was far away. Even if Young Master Shen said so, she would agree. In the next second, she would start filming again. She would be the one to do it.

She would use a substitute for all the scenes! What a headache! There was no need for a substitute! What a headache!

Tang Wanwan, who had already tied up Weiya's safety rope, was holding the script and listening to the director's play with a serious expression on her face.

After the director finished his lecture, the action instructor continued to explain the movements to her, teaching her techniques, and protecting her body.

Tang Wanwan was suspended in the air. Her right foot was slightly bent, and her left foot was straight. She looked straight ahead. After she was ready, she started filming.

"3, 2, 1, action." The shooting began.

The open space around the city was filled with armored soldiers, all of them holding battle spears in their hands, and the battle cries were deafening. Mo Wushang flew down, her red robe fluttering in the wind, and her long hair, which was tied up with a ribbon, instantly scattered. The pure white ribbon fluttered in the wind, and her ink-black hair fluttered in the wind, stunning the soldiers.

With the Vapour Phase Sword, he fought against all the enemies by himself and was outnumbered. Mo Wushang was injured one after another, and Lin Ziya, who was standing on top of the city wall, was dressed in armor. He stared at the red streak of light that was surrounded by a black mass of enemies, and his eyes widened. He wanted to fly down, but the deputy general beside him reached out his hand to stop him.

"Let go." Lin Ziya roared with a hoarse voice. His eyes were bloodshot, looking extremely terrifying.

The deputy general was frightened by his appearance, and the strength in his hands became even stronger. He dragged him down, refusing to let him go down no matter what.

As the general, Lin Ziya could not afford to have any accidents, and he was also the son-in-law. Before leaving for battle, the princess had specially instructed him to protect him well. Today, even if he killed him on the spot, she would not let him take the risk.

Under the city, there were tens of thousands of enemies! Wasn't it just one or two of them? Didn't they see that his Junior Sister, Mo Wushang, had already been submerged and disappeared?

As Mo Wushang fought alone, more and more wounds appeared on her body, and the smell of blood in her nose became stronger and stronger. The red robe she was wearing became redder and redder, and her waving hands became slower and slower. She waved away the enemies that surrounded her, turned around and looked back at Lin Ziya, who was standing on the city wall, and a smile broke out on her bloody face.

It was the last thing she would do for him.

She was the only one who could take his life.

The soldier who had retreated a foot pointed his battle spear at Mo Wushang, and his eyes were filled with fear and wariness towards her.

A woman had killed hundreds of their people by herself. At this moment, there were piles of corpses under her feet.

Mo Wushang was surrounded in a circle, and all the people around her were afraid of her. They did not dare to move, and she also fought with them, not moving an inch.

The strength in her body was almost exhausted, and she needed to rest and recover.

Seeing that they were in a deadlock and did not move, Lin Ziya seemed to see hope. He struggled free from the vice general's hand and turned to gather his men to leave the city.

Mo Wushang was the joy of his youth, the love of his entire life. He could not watch her get hurt and not save her. Marrying the princess was his last resort. His loyalty to Mo Wushang was absolutely true, because until now, he had never touched the princess in the slightest. They were husband and wife, but they were not husband and wife. It was only because she was the white moon in his heart, and she was the one who illuminated his heart.

Lin Ziya led thousands of soldiers and opened the city gate, quickly running towards the enemy. The vice general laid on the city wall and watched, his heart trembling.

When the enemy saw Lin Ziya leave the city, they hurriedly led their troops to welcome him. When Mo Wushang saw Lin Ziya rushing over, a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

He still came.

Lin Ziya held the halberd in his hand and rode his white horse all the way to Mo Wushang's side. He bent down and stretched out his hand to her, shouting, "Wushang."

Mo Wushang did not pretend to be reserved, and directly held his hand, flying behind him. Then, he turned his horse around and galloped towards the city.

"Retreat." When they arrived at the city gate, Lin Ziya shouted.

The enemy had a large number of people, and if the Imperial Court's reinforcements did not arrive, they would not be able to defeat them. They could only defend the city and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

"Bring the bow." The enemy general looked at Lin Ziya, who was about to enter the city, and said to the general at the side.

Taking the bow and arrow, he aimed at the red figure on the horse and shot an arrow.

"Ugh ~" The arrow entered Mo Wushang's body, and he groaned in pain.

After entering the city and reaching a safe place, Mo Wushang could no longer hold it in and fell off the horse in a daze.

"Wushang." Lin Ziya immediately dismounted from his horse and shouted in panic. He picked up the unconscious Mo Wushang and walked into the residence.

"Military doctor, where is the military doctor?" He shouted as he walked.

The soldiers following behind him had never seen a general like this before, and they could not help but worry about Mo Wushang as well.

They could clearly see from the city wall that she had entered the enemy's army alone and killed hundreds of them with her bare hands, causing them to be wary of her. They admired such a heroine.

"Not bad." The director praised: "Not bad."

When Tang Wanwan, who was being carried by Princess Kin Shangyi, heard the director's voice, she quickly opened her eyes and jumped down.