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Chapter 237 She Loves to Hear That

Chapter 237: Chapter 237 She Loves to Hear That

Jiang Lingxi was just about to get closer to confirm her suspicion when she heard Xu Ling’an’s voice from behind.

"Sister, look at this teapot, it looks just like the set Mr. Shen brought to the crew!"

Xu Ling’an stood in front of a glass case, slapping his mouth in a bit of frustration.

Almost, he almost misspoke.

Jiang Lingxi walked over and saw inside the glass case before Xu Ling’an was a round and delicate Phoenix Purple Sand Teapot, accompanied by four matching Purple Sand Mugs.

Being so securely protected under glass, there’s no doubt that this set of purple sand teawares is a genuine antique.

"You observe quite keenly."

Jiang Lingxi leaned over slightly and saw clearly the stamp ’Made by Zitang Xuan’ engraved on the bottom of the upside-down Purple Sand Mug.

As for the set of purple sand teapots Shen Yunqing brought to the crew, she also remembered it.

At that time, the crew needed a set of famous purple sand teapots for filming, but they certainly couldn’t use real valuable ones, and such items are hard to borrow.

So Wei Xiao offered his own set of purple sand tea sets that he bought while traveling for fun, but before filming, the prop staff found that the teapot was broken.

It’s not that a broken teapot couldn’t be used for filming, but unfortunately, the crack was at the handle. As soon as it was lifted, the handle detached completely, making it unusable.

Wei Xiao was so angry that he fined the prop keeper half a month’s salary. The whole crew was waiting for this prop, scratching their heads in frustration.

It was Shen Yunqing who, after finishing his makeup, made a call, and shortly after, He Zhu drove over with a set of purple sand tea wares, allowing the crew to proceed with shooting.

She also had a role in that scene and even used that purple sand teapot, so she remembered it more vividly than Xu Ling’an.

The same ’Made by Zitang Xuan’ stamp and the feel of the set of purple sand teapots made her suspect that both were likely crafted by the same artisan.

This meant that her suspicion about the set Shen Yunqing had was correct; it was a genuine antique.

One set was placed inside the glass case in the Tea House on Wanchao Street, and the other was in Shen Yunqing’s hands. Jiang Lingxi glanced again at the calligraphy on the wall that had caught her attention earlier and replied, "Maybe it’s just made to imitate this style."

"Mr. Shen has a keen eye," Wei Minmin also chimed in. She had just admired the variety of tea sets on the circular tea table inside. "After going around, I found this set of purple sand tea sets to be the most beautiful. Truly a treasure of the house, the aesthetic of the ancients was truly marvelous."

Jiang Lingxi nodded inwardly: Her prime minister’s aesthetic taste was certainly remarkable.

*

After touring the tea house, Jiang Lingxi received a message from Lu Zhengzheng and returned with a few assistants to the crew area, which was almost fully set up.

The first thing she saw was Shen Yunqing talking to a man in a suit in the corner.

She took one look and was about to look away when the man unexpectedly looked over at her.

Their eyes met, and Jiang Lingxi had no choice but to nod in acknowledgment.

Next, the man in the suit, who had his back to her, also turned to look.

Jiang Lingxi: "..."

It turned out to be someone she knew, the deputy director of the Yinhe Palace Museum, Fu Yunchen.

Seeing him wave at her, it seemed she couldn’t leave without saying hello.

"I’ll go over there and have a word; I’ll be right back."

Lu Zhengzheng released her hand that was adjusting Jiang Lingxi’s hair and curiously looked over.

Oh, it’s Mr. Shen, she immediately let her go.

"Director Fu."

Fu Yunchen was scrutinizing Jiang Lingxi’s outfit without blinking as she approached, almost lost in thought until she greeted him.

"I was saying Yunqing doesn’t frequently come by, but he’d pop by every few days to help with some troublesome tasks, but not even once recently. Now I see it’s because Miss Jiang has ’kidnapped’ him for filming."

Jiang Lingxi recognized his faux complaint, "We’re shooting a historical drama this time, so he’s essentially contributing to public history education. It’s essentially the same. Director Fu doesn’t blame me, does he?"

"How could I dare?" Fu Yunchen chuckled, "I never imagined I’d get to see Shen Yunqing acting in a TV drama. But the role of Prime Minister Shen, in my opinion, really suits him."

Jiang Lingxi folded her hands behind her, glancing at the person standing quietly beside her, "I thought so too, so I recommended him to the director."

"Yunqing mentioned you’re playing Empress Yuan Zhao. I couldn’t quite imagine what you’d look like in that costume until..." Fu Yunchen paused, then changed the subject, "The museum just acquired an early autumn hunting picture of Empress Yuan Zhao recently. Although it’s a replica, it’s a genuine antique related to her. However, the paper is severely damaged, so our painting restoration team has been discussing how to restore it. I came to talk to Yunqing about it, but seeing Miss Jiang in this period attire, I suddenly had some inspiration."

Jiang Lingxi: "... If I can be of help to Director Fu, that would be wonderful."

She didn’t expect she could help spark inspiration like this.

"No, I need to get back and communicate with the others quickly." Fu Yunchen wanted to take a photo of Jiang Lingxi but realized in his haste, he hadn’t brought his phone when he checked his pockets. "If you have time at noon, you’re welcome to the museum’s cafeteria for lunch. It’s close by. Okay, I have to go now."

Jiang Lingxi and Shen Yunqing watched him walk away quickly, and when she was about to return, Jiang Lingxi touched her face, "Director Fu wouldn’t restore that autumn hunting picture to look like me, would he?"

Shen Yunqing felt his heart pound intensely for two beats, "In the eyes of the world, Empress Yuan Zhao is strong, resilient, with unparalleled presence. As long as the restoration aligns with this direction, it will surely be right."

Jiang Lingxi couldn’t help but curl her lips, "Really?"

She loved hearing that kind of talk!

*

"All groups ready, prepare, ACTION!"

The once quiet street was suddenly bustling with extras creating a lively atmosphere.

Jiang Lingxi waved a folding fan, a typical accessory of nobility, walking with her hands behind her back through the crowd.

Shen Yunqing followed a step behind, always attentive to the people passing by.

Your Majesty impulsively decided to leave the palace, without even bringing a single guard, leaving him to be her impromptu companion.

Up ahead, the crowd was dense, and Prime Minister Shen, donned in a guard’s outfit, was naturally adept at the role, moving forward to fend off and ensure that no one would bump into the Empress.

When they reached the entrance of a tea house, Jiang Lingxi glanced at the sign above and lifted her robes to step up, but someone emerged first, rolling out with blood on their head.

About to roll into Jiang Lingxi’s path, the man was swiftly pulled aside by Shen Yunqing, who shielded him with a side step, softly apologizing, "Forgive the offense."

Then he glanced down coldly at the person sprawled helpless on the threshold, his eyes sharp, "Who dares to cause trouble under the emperor’s nose?"

The actor playing the beaten man instinctively looked up, meeting a pair of sharp, stern eyes, and reflexively shrank.

Luckily, he quickly recovered, scrambling away out of the camera’s view.

Soon a group of elegantly dressed young men rushed out of the tea house in pursuit...