A washed-up celebrity on a dating reality show starts by forcibly kissing a young lady from the Beij

Song Qianqian and Chen Feng were both stunned.

What the hell?

blood draw?

Hiding behind the female ghost?

What on earth is all this?!

Chen Feng walked to Jiang Jingyan's side.

"What's going on here?"

Jiang Jingyan began to recount the events in detail.

Li Feng finally came to his senses at this moment.

He got up from the ground.

Looking at Song Qianqian's disheveled state.

Suddenly I realized...

I don't think I'm so shameful anymore.

At least I didn't ruin my makeup with tears.

She didn't make her hair look like a bird's nest.

Li Feng's audacity grew instantly.

Hands on hips.

Looking at Song Qianqian, he let out a merciless laugh.

"Oh, isn't this our noble and elegant superstar, Song?"

"Why do you look like a beggar?"

"I thought another female ghost had jumped out!"

"You scared me to death!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qianqian...

He was so angry that he was trembling all over.

"Li Feng! Shut up!"

"You're the beggar! Your whole family begs!"

"You think you're so great!"

"The way you were hugging the dry well just now made you look like a turtle hiding in its shell!"

Li Feng was not to be outdone.

"Even a turtle that cowers in its shell is prettier than a female ghost!"

"Look at your face! Your foundation has sunk into a ditch!"

"My mascara is smudged like a panda's!"

The two started arguing like elementary school students right there in the courtyard of the Cold Palace.

You say one thing, I say another.

They exposed each other's secrets.

Jiang Jingyan and Chen Feng seemed to live in a different world from the two of them.

The female ghost NPC was also dumbfounded.

She quietly moved to Jiang Jingyan's side.

He asked in a low voice.

"Is the entertainment industry always this exciting?"

Jiang Jingyan glanced at her.

"What's this?"

"Basic operations are not to be underestimated."

"Let's talk about the hairpins after they've finished arguing."

The female ghost nodded.

Surprisingly, I found Jiang Jingyan's words to make a lot of sense.

Two people and one ghost.

They sat in a row like this.

Watching the three people opposite them hurling insults at each other.

The scene was extremely bizarre.

Yet it was strangely harmonious.

[Amazing! This scene is too beautiful to look at!]

[A human and a ghost sit side by side, watching the drama unfold. Jiang Jingyan, you really know how to enjoy a show!]

[Li Feng and Song Qianqian are such noobs, it's hilarious!]

Chen Feng: I can't carry him, I simply can't.

This variety show has completely spiraled out of control!

[The director is probably pinching people's philtrum backstage right now!]

As Chen Feng looked at it, he suddenly frowned.

A flash of inspiration struck him.

and many more.

Hairpin?

A love-struck female ghost?

The Emperor's Blood?

These words quickly formed combinations in Chen Feng's mind.

He reached into his pocket and rummaged around.

I fumbled around for a while.

at last.

He pulled something out.

It was an ancient hairpin with slightly rough workmanship and even a plastic-like texture.

It was the very prop he had painstakingly obtained from the safe in the secret room.

Chen Feng held the hairpin up in front of the female ghost NPC.

It swayed.

"A hairpin? Could it be this?"

The female ghost NPC was originally enjoying eating melons.

Upon seeing this hairpin...

Her eyes lit up instantly.

"That's right!"

The female ghost suddenly stood up.

She grabbed the hairpin from Chen Feng's hand.

Her movements were so nimble that you would never guess she was a woman who had been harboring resentment for a thousand years.

She excitedly held the plastic hairpin.

"This is it! This is the token of love he gave me back then!"

"My hairpin! I've finally found it!"

Chen Feng watched this scene unfold.

My whole body went numb.

"Wow!"

"They've actually completed the closed loop!"

"Incredible!"

Chen Feng turned to look at Jiang Jingyan.

"The writers of this variety show actually know how to create a beginning and an end that echo each other?"

"So, we've now returned this hairpin to its rightful owner, haven't we?"

Jiang Jingyan nodded.

"Judging from her worthless appearance, it must be true."

The female ghost carefully inserted the hairpin into her bird's nest-like hair.

Then he turned around.

Looking at Chen Feng and Jiang Jingyan.

His expression suddenly became extremely serious.

"Since you've helped me find what's most important to me."

"Now I can give you the blood of your emperor!"

Upon hearing this...

Everyone held their breath.

The Emperor's Blood!

This is a key item for passing the level!

Li Feng and Song Qianqian no longer had time to argue.

The two of them craned their necks.

He stared intently at the female ghost.

I want to see what this legendary "blood of the emperor" actually looks like.

Was it packaged in an exquisite white jade porcelain bottle?

Or is it contained in a mysterious glass cup?

Amidst the expectant gazes of everyone.

The female ghost reached her hand into her wide white sleeve.

Explore.

Explore further.

then.

She took something out.

It was handed to Chen Feng.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded!

It was a mineral water bottle shaped like a farmer's three punches.

The bottle even has a label on it.

It was filled with more than half a bottle of red, somewhat viscous liquid.

"Give."

The female ghost said in a very serious tone.

"This is the blood of the emperor."

Chen Feng: ...

Jiang Jingyan: ...

Li Feng: ...

Song Qianqian: ……

After three seconds of deathly silence.

"Pfft—"

Chen Feng and Jiang Jingyan both lost their powers at the same time.

The two of them burst out laughing.

"Hahahahahahaha!"

"Using a mineral water bottle to hold the blood?!"

"That's hilarious!"

"Did the emperor just come back from donating blood? He even got a bottle of water to replenish his fluids?"

Jiang Jingyan couldn't hold back any longer either.

"Does your props department not have any porcelain bottles left?"

"Even if you don't have a porcelain bottle, at least tear off the label!"

"Has the farmer's three punches been paid for?"

The female ghost NPC is holding a mineral water bottle.

Standing in the wind, disheveled.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

He then sighed helplessly.

"Do you think I want this?"

"We're short on funds!"

"The director said to save money wherever possible; this bottle is what I left over from lunch!"

"This will have to do!"

"Can you just pretend you didn't see the trademark? Give me some face!"

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Hahahaha, I laughed so hard my head almost fell off!]

[I didn't pay for this game!]

[What the hell is this?! Did the emperor grow up drinking mineral water?!]

[The female ghost sighed, "Life is tough."]

[The production team should be punished! Can't they even afford a two-yuan porcelain vase?!]

[Chen Feng and Jiang Jingyan's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or witty remarks) is deadly! Official吐槽 is the most deadly!]

[This is an escape room with a distinct smell.]

Chen Feng finally managed to stop laughing.

He reached out and accepted the "blood of the emperor" that exuded a modern industrial feel.

It swayed.

There was some foam inside.

"Alright."

Chen Feng said, suppressing a laugh.

"It'll have to do."

Jiang Jingyan resumed her aloof expression.

He looked at the female ghost and asked.

"So, what should we do next?"

"How can we dispel the resentment in this cold palace?"

The female ghost adjusted the plastic hairpin in her hair.

He cleared his throat.

He said it in a very serious tone.

"It's very simple."

"All you have to do is scatter this blood in every corner of the Cold Palace."

"My resentment naturally dissipated!"