The official filming began, and Xiao Mo was dressed in a moon-white robe, kneeling in the dim and cold ancestral hall. His eyelids drooped slightly, his face expressionless. His originally simple and elegant features appeared even more translucent, like a finely carved jade doll. Although exquisite, it lacked vitality.

In the plot, Shen Jingmo lost his mother at a young age. For many years, he diligently studied with the intention of participating in the imperial examinations and achieving success. However, he was framed by his legitimate elder brother, who falsely accused him of drunkenly discussing political affairs. The matter of discussing political affairs could be of varying significance, but once the imperial court investigates, Shen Jingmo's lifelong official career could be ruined. Shen Jingmo kneels down in front of his father and solemnly swears to heaven that he has never said or done anything inappropriate. However, his father chooses to believe his legitimate elder brother and refuses to clear his name, angrily punishing Shen Jingmo to kneel in the ancestral temple for three days and be confined at home for three months.

This is the darkest moment for Shen Jingmo in the entire storyline. Betrayed by his elder brother and abandoned by his father, for the first time he truly realizes how insignificant and insignificant he is within this family. A single small action from his brother can shatter all his hopes...

In the silent ancestral hall, Xiao Mo knelt down with his tall figure, his back straight as if he was voicing the resistance and reluctance in Shen Jingmo's heart. Xie Shuling gracefully jumped into the room through the window, her gaze wandering over the man's clean and neat back, silently admiring before quietly approaching Xiao Mo.

"Darling, it's only been a few days. How come you don't even have a bed to sleep in?" Xie Shuling spoke slowly, his voice naturally elegant. At this moment, he deliberately lowered it, adding a hint of sexy huskiness, making the term "darling" sound captivating and alluring.

Xiao Mo's heart trembled slightly, and in his mind, there suddenly flickered the image of Xie Shuling's face blushing faintly due to being emotionally moved. In his ears, there seemed to be the sound of a man's soft and low gasping.

He squinted his eyes slightly, suppressing the ripples that arose in his heart, and continued to fix his gaze on the rows of ancestral tablets lined up before him, remaining silent.

The character Tang Junqian, played by Xie Shuling, has always had a mischievous personality. The more Shen Jingmo ignores him, the more he wants to provoke him. Without further ado, he sits on a cushion and leans in beside Shen Jingmo, smiling as he says, "Darling, it's no fun just kneeling there. Why don't we accompany each other?" As soon as he speaks, the collar around his neck trembles and jiggles, exuding the unique texture and scent of leather, stimulating all of Xiao Mo's senses.

Xiao Mo exerted all his strength to control himself from looking at that collar. He clenched his fists, feeling as though he had never been so immersed in a role before. It was as if he merged with Shen Jingmo from the drama, sharing in the same frustration that Shen Jingmo felt at this very moment.

He clenched his fist and growled in a low voice, "Get lost!"

Xie Shuling did not mind and followed the script, taking a step forward instead. He approached even closer and said, "What would you like to eat? I can go buy it for you. Or how about I accompany you for a drink?"

Xiao Mo endured and suppressed his frustrations, reluctantly reciting his lines, "No need, you should leave here quickly."

Xie Shuling reached out his hand, lifting Xiao Mo's chin. His peach blossom eyes shimmered with a gentle smile as he spoke softly, "My beauty, how long have you been kneeling here? Has anyone come to see you? Has anyone pleaded on your behalf? Has anyone shown you compassion?"

Xiao Mo's jaw tightened, forming a sharp curve. He stared intently at Xie Shuling's handsome face, his gaze sweeping across his pronounced features. He felt that Xie Shuling's few words not only questioned Shen Jingmo but also struck a nerve in his heart.

-In this world, Xie Shuling is the least qualified person to question him about these matters.

He spoke slowly, his voice gentle, "No." Shen Jingmo had no one to love him in this cold home, no one to sympathize with him. Similarly, Xiao Mo no longer had anyone to accompany him in this chaotic entertainment industry.

Xie Shuling's warm fingers grazed across Xiao Mo's cool cheek, as he said with a hint of ambiguity, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better if I accompany you?"

As he spoke, he deliberately lifted his chin, revealing his slender neck. The black and shiny leather collar around it became particularly clear at such a close distance, catching Xiao Mo's attention. His breathing suddenly became irregular, and the lines he was supposed to say also froze in his mouth.

"Damn it!" Huang Da shouted, furrowing his brow as he looked at Xiao Mo. "What's going on?"

Xiao Mo's Adam's apple twitched slightly, without attempting to explain, he said in a deep voice, "Sorry, I forgot my lines."

The group of staff members surrounding them all showed expressions of surprise simultaneously, exchanging unexpected glances with each other. The shooting had already been going on for over a week, yet this was the first time Xiao Mo had forgotten his lines. Could it be because he was facing Xie Shuling, and feeling a greater amount of pressure?

Others didn't understand why Xiao Mo forgot his lines, but Xie Shuling knew exactly. He coughed softly, barely concealing the faint smile of satisfaction that appeared at the corner of his mouth. With a concerned expression, he said, "Xiao Mo, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion doesn't look good."

Huang Da remembered a few days ago when Xiao Mo had taken a sick leave due to feeling unwell. The tension on his face softened, and he asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you need to rest for a while?" This wasn't their first collaboration, and Xiao Mo was a diligent actor who would never maliciously slack off or hinder the progress of the crew. If he wasn't in good shape, there was likely a genuine issue somewhere.

Xiao Mo deliberately look away, not wanting to look at Xie Shuling. He gestured as if nothing had happened, explaining, "I really just forgot the lyrics, it's my fault."

Huang Da scanned him suspiciously, making sure he was truly in good health, before waving his hand and saying, "Continue, try again!"

The stage attendants rearranged all the props, and Xiao Mo once again walked to the cushion. He glanced at Xie Shuling. Xie Shuling noticed his gaze and revealed a meaningful smile.

Xiao Mo took a deep breath, lifted the hem of his robe, and knelt down steadily.

Xie Shuling, is this the plan you've been scheming? Fine, bring it on, I will accompany you! A trace of sharpness flickered in Xiao Mo's dark eyes.

This scene, to the surprise of everyone present, took a full ten shots before it was completed.

Xie Shuling stood up, while Xiao Mo concealed any unnecessary expressions and returned to his usual indifferent face. Just as he was about to get up, his brow furrowed tightly. The filming had lasted for an hour and a half, and he had been kneeling for over an hour. Now, as he slightly moved his legs, a sharp, needle-like pain surged through him.

Xie Shuling hesitated for a moment, instinctively reaching out to support him. However, Xiao Mo subtly opened his hand, gently relying on Yang Ying's arm as she hurriedly approached, and slowly stood up.

Huang Da looked down at his legs and shouted loudly, "Take a rest for half an hour!"

Xiao Mo smiled gratefully and went back to rest inside the nanny car.

Xie Shuling watched his departing figure, belatedly regretting his actions a little. If only he had known earlier, he wouldn't have picked this particular scene to provoke Xiao Mo.