I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

Chapter 224 It’s an honor



Chapter 224 It’s an honor

"The heroine?" Han Shuyi seemed to be thinking about something. "Didn't we specially invite the heroine Lin Wan'er to come here to save the day? She has starred in many TV series in Country H! Her acting skills should be pretty good, right?"

"Well, how should I put it?" The secretary's eyes flickered. "Maybe it's because she came back from abroad. She has a tendency to act like a big shot. She has already made a lot of requests before the filming of "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask" has even started. The directors are getting annoyed!"

"Playing big?" Han Shuyi narrowed his eyes slightly and stroked the documents in his hand. "How about this, when is the opening ceremony? Jiang Jiang and I will go and see it in person."

"At the beginning of next month." The secretary nodded, "Then I'll arrange it."

……

*

It was night at Deep Blue Villa.

The lonely moonlight shines through the gauze window onto the pot of divine rose, making it look even lonelier.

Jiang Zhiyu stretched out his hand slightly and stroked the leaves of the rose in the pot. A unique fragrance passed through his nose, seeming to be there and not there, but making him feel sober.

She stood in front of the window for a long time, and finally took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, found Su Hemian's chat box, and typed a line of small words.

Jiang Zhiyu: What happened to the jar of Suhexiang wine under the phoenix tree?

Soon, Su Hemian’s WeChat message came.

Just a few words were enough to make Jiang Zhiyu's heart tremble.

Su Hemian: It’s Luofu spring wine.

At that moment, Jiang Zhiyu seemed to be suddenly hit by countless feathers, and his eyes, which were originally as calm as a lake, also set off layers of ripples.

Really, it’s him.

Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly looked out the window.

So, did Su Hemian travel through time like himself, or did he only recover the memories of his previous life?

A summer breeze blew, bringing a little coolness.

She put on her coat and walked out of the villa under the moonlight.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Su Hemian's tall and handsome figure outside the fence.

"Long time no see, Princess Hexi."

His eyes were deep and gentle, filled with some indescribable emotions that seemed to span a thousand years.

Jiang Zhiyu was slightly stunned.

Princess Hexi.

How long has it been since you heard this name?

The two words "Hexi" were originally her title.

But history is always written by the victors.

As early as the moment the capital was massacred in blood, her name, along with her title, was buried deep in the hills.

Only a surname and a few lines of words were left to summarize her short but busy life.

"When did you know that?"

A breeze blew by, Jiang Zhiyu looked dazed and glanced at Su Hemian.

"I was just suspicious until three days ago." Su Hemian paused, "You got the Nine-Linked Ring."

"Then, how did you get here?" Jiang Zhiyu nodded slightly to show that he understood, but his heart was still beating and refused to stop.

"I originally had no memory at all." Su Hemian looked at the blood-red ribbon on Jiang Zhiyu's wrist with burning eyes. "It was not until I met you that I started to dream about it all night long. Later, I accidentally touched your ribbon and found some memory fragments, and then I was able to piece it together."

"You mean, this ribbon?" Jiang Zhiyu raised her hand slightly and her eyes fell on her wrist.

If touching the ribbon can restore memories from thousands of years ago, then can we give Han Shuyi a try?

"Yes." Su Hemian nodded. "So, you were here during the blood moon spectacle last year?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhiyu had nothing to hide, and his eyes were tinged with a bit of loneliness. "The blood moon spectacle only occurs once in a thousand years. I am extremely lucky to be here."

Looking at Jiang Zhiyu's still aloof figure, Su Hemian's eyes couldn't help but become more affectionate.

Thousands of years ago, as the princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, she had to bear so much.

She has many identities. She is the daughter of the legendary Emperor Yanxi, a mysterious general on the battlefield, and an imperial princess who is highly expected by many subjects.

But it wasn't herself.

In today's society, there is no war, no famine, and no refugees waiting for her to save.

She could finally be herself.

Su Hemian knew that she was a high mountain, the unreachable moonlight in the sky.

She doesn't need anyone to protect her, nor does she need anyone to walk side by side with her.

All you need to do is rely on yourself, climb one peak after another, and see the vicissitudes of life and the vastness of the world.

All he could do was accompany her silently.

"It's rare to see you again." Jiang Zhiyu didn't notice Su Hemian's subtle attitude, and a warm smile slowly spread across his eyes. "Let's drink together next week?"

"Okay." Su Hemian had no reason to disagree, so he nodded and agreed. "It just so happens that I still have some old wine at home."

"This, do you want to try it?" Jiang Zhiyu suddenly came in, turned around and took out a cup.

"What is this?" Su Hemian took the thing that looked like the popular "milk tea" on the market, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"This is Zhixia's latest Chinese medicine tea." Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, "It's the one you made for me a thousand years ago, the black plum and lotus leaf one."

"I haven't had it for a long time. It tastes good." Su Hemian was slightly stunned before opening the cup and taking a sip.

"Since I used your formula, how about you take 20% of the profit?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled softly, "You don't mind, do you?"

"It's my honor." Su Hemian's eyes moved slightly, and the look he gave Jiang Zhiyu was deep and gentle.

……

*

Three days later, the filming ceremony of "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask" was held.

Jiang Zhiyu specially asked the school counselor and the "Special Color" crew for a day to attend the event.

Director Liu Chunsheng has always been low-key and did not want to invite the media to attend the opening ceremony.

However, the casting of "Spring Breeze Doesn't Ask" was originally conducted through a live variety show. Among them, both the male lead Meng Boran, who won the TV King award two years ago, and the female lead Lin Waner, who was specially invited back from abroad by the directors, have a huge number of fans.

Therefore, Director Liu cannot keep a low profile even if he wants to.

They might as well move the opening ceremony directly to the front of the stage, and use this opportunity to do some free publicity.

When Jiang Zhiyu and Han Shuyi got off the car, there were already many media reporters waiting at the scene.

Seeing that it was still early, the two of them took a short rest in the dressing room.

"Jiang Jiang, have you read Weibo? Our black plum herbal tea has become a hot search!" Han Shuyi looked very excited. "I never thought that there would be a drink that could replace milk tea in the hearts of the sisters in the future!"

"In terms of taste, tea drinks are not as good as milk tea." Jiang Zhiyu lifted his bangs slightly, "But from a health perspective, it is much better."

"Hey, I've already told the company." Han Shuyi smiled mysteriously, "It's so hot today, I'll arrange our signature tea for everyone later! By the way, we can also do some free publicity!"

Seeing Han Shuyi's proud look, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but smile softly.

As they were talking, they heard a sudden noise coming from outside.


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