Chapter 543: Chapter 543: Searching for Her Until the Moment of Death Chapter 543: Chapter 543: Searching for Her Until the Moment of Death “He was truly infatuated, but what about Bai He? They were together for so long without having a child for him?”

Xia Weibao asked cautiously, fearful of the answer she might hear.

She must be sick, to be so hung up over whether a historical figure had ever had a woman.

Guo Junhui smiled and waved his hand, “Ah, that’s different. Just because Marshal Yuan adored her doesn’t mean they were lovers.

It’s strange to say, but Marshal Yuan often gazed at Bai He in a daze, yet he never touched her.

It could just be that she looked similar, but something didn’t feel right. So, even though he adored her, he never got close.

These are all things my grandfather said. Who knows what the real history was like.

Anyway, right up to the moment he died, Marshal Yuan was still looking for his wife, dying alone without anyone by his side.”

Xia Weibao suddenly stood up, “I need to use the restroom for a moment.”

Then she ran.

Guo Junhui watched her fleeing figure, his brows furrowed.

What’s gotten into this young girl?

It’s just talking about someone from history, why does she seem so heartbroken?

Xia Weibao ran to the bathroom and locked the door.

After taking several deep breaths and tilting her head back, she fought to hold the tears back.

Why was this happening? Just hearing about Yuan Zhinan’s deeds, why did she project herself into the story?

When she heard Guo Junhui say that Yuan Zhinan was still searching for his wife until the moment he died, dying alone without anyone by his side, it really hurt her heart.

The feeling was almost as if she had seen His Majesty live a lonely life and die alone in the end.

Had she gotten too into her role?

To think she’d linked two people from different eras together.

All because of a photograph.

“Your Majesty…”

The words slipped from her lips, soft as wisps of silk, and Xia Weibao suddenly had a bold thought.

Could it be…

Could it be that Yuan Zhinan really was the Dog Emperor, and he had come to find her?

No sooner had this idea emerged than her heart gave an involuntary tremor.

“Your Majesty…”

Xia Weibao closed her eyes and thumped her head hard.

Crazy!

She had gone crazy!

Crazy with thoughts of Emperor Xia Liang!

It was just a photograph, and yet she had imagined so much.

After calming her emotions, Xia Weibao returned to the set.

She sat down next to Guo Junhui.

With a shallow smile, “Senior Guo, do you have a picture of Bai He?”

Guo Junhui waved his hand, “No, no, there was one, a missing person notice my grandfather had drawn.

But it’s been so long, it got lost.

I saw it when I was little; I don’t have a clear memory. Just now, when you came out in costume, that feeling was especially similar.”

Xia Weibao felt as if her heart was being roasted on a fire rack, it was unbearably painful.”

All day she clutched that Peach Wood Comb, lost in a daze.

After dinner, Zhuang Xuejun was called away by Huang Wenan, who mentioned that her test shots from today needed some revisions.

Xia Weibao walked back to her room alone, only to be stopped by Wan Ke right before she reached the door.

“Miss Xia, care for a drink?”

“I’m not available,” Xia Weibao replied, rather coldly.

“Don’t misunderstand, Miss Xia. I just wanted to talk to you about the film. Shall we chat on the balcony?”

He gestured towards the open balcony outside.

Xia Weibao thought about it; with its open view, anyone passing by could see them, reckoning that Wan Ke wouldn’t dare do anything.

So she nodded.

Wan Ke poured her a glass of juice, then watched her with a quasi-smile.

“Miss Xia seems to have quite the animosity towards me.”

“Director Wan is joking. We didn’t know each other before, so how could there be any animosity? Moreover, you are the director now.”