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

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled and walked towards Su Hemian.

"No, I just came down too." A smile unconsciously appeared on Su Hemian's lips, and he handed a long gift box in his hand to Jiang Zhiyu.

"What is this?" Jiang Zhiyu was a little surprised.

"A gift." Su Hemian laughed softly, his voice as intoxicating as a cello, "Didn't you take on a new role today? Consider this a gift for the start of filming?"

"Are you talking about "Special Colors"? " Jiang Zhiyu opened the box, but saw a rather simple-looking folding fan inside.

"Yeah." Su Hemian nodded and looked at Jiang Zhiyu calmly, "Last time I saw you seemed to have some interest in calligraphy and painting, so I thought you might like this."

"After the Rain in Wuxi Mountain?" Jiang Zhiyu stroked the fan, quite surprised.

This painting is one of the representative works of Master Huaisong of the Republic of China. It has been lost for a long time due to the war.

Unexpectedly, Su Hemian found him.

It should be worth a lot of money.

"Yeah." Su Hemian nodded slightly, "I saw it at an exhibition abroad not long ago."

foreign?

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that during the Republic of China period, China really lost a lot of precious things.

"Thank you, I like it very much." She stroked the fan in her hand and smiled slightly, "Let's go, don't we want to see the moonlight?"

"Okay." Looking at Jiang Zhiyu's bright smile, Su Hemian couldn't help but breathe slightly. After coughing lightly, he followed.

The capital city is not too cold in spring.

In the Deep Blue Villa, the silver moonlight sprinkled on the two of them like water, and the pink cherry blossoms were all in full bloom, as dazzling as clouds.

When the wind blows, it sways gently in the air, like Cupid in spring, and the whole manor is filled with romance.

Speaking of which, this is Jiang Zhiyu's first time to appreciate flowers at night.

In the past, whether in the Great Xia Dynasty or in today's society, her days seemed to be busy.

I never had the chance to appreciate the beauty around me.

"When you are too tired, you might as well stop and look at the scenery around you." Su Hemian took in Jiang Zhiyu's expression, and a hint of imperceptible heartache flashed across his brows. "Have you heard of the 'Twenty-Minute Park Theory'?"

"Twenty-minute park theory?" Jiang Zhiyu was stunned for a moment.

"That's what an article in a foreign journal said." Su Hemian nodded, "If you stay outdoors for a short period of time every day, you will become happier even if you do nothing."

"Yes." Jiang Zhiyu smiled softly, "Following the laws of nature and getting close to nature can regulate the circulation of qi and blood and the five internal organs."

"You seem to be quite knowledgeable about Chinese Traditional Medicine." Su Hemian turned around and looked at Jiang Zhiyu.

"I know a little bit." Jiang Zhiyu did not deny it and nodded directly.

"Well, Doctor Jiang." Su Hemian smiled and suddenly stretched out his hand, "Can you take my pulse?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Zhiyu was slightly stunned, and was caught off guard, and bumped into Su Hemian's inky eyes.

After a long time, he coughed lightly and placed his hand gently on Su Hemian's wrist.

Soft and powerful, with a regular rhythm.

Well, sure enough, there was no problem.

But, isn’t the beating frequency too fast?

Jiang Zhiyu raised his head and just happened to see the slightly red tips of Su Hemian's ears.

"How is it?" Su Hemian seemed to have realized something, his Adam's apple rolled slightly and he coughed lightly.

"Well, your heart rate is too fast, which may indicate yin deficiency and heat in the qi." Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly, "On weekdays, you need to sit quietly more and avoid worrying too much."

"Okay." Su Hemian didn't care and just smiled gently, "But why is my heart rate too fast? Doesn't Doctor Jiang know?"

"Ahem." Looking at Su Hemian's burning eyes, Jiang Zhiyu couldn't help but cough lightly, "It's getting late, we should go back."

"Okay." Su Hemian didn't say much, just curled his lips slightly.

Under the silver moonlight, the shadows of the two were stretched very long.

*

Tonight, Su Hemian had another dream.

This time, it is still under the dynasty buildings of a thousand years ago, but there is no army to support it, nor is there a city stained with blood.

Everything is still thriving.

Su Hemian looked down at himself and seemed to be only a boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

Suddenly, a carriage came from afar.

Everyone in front of the city gate knelt to welcome him.

Half asleep and half awake, he heard his own voice -

"Your humble servant Su Hemian pays respects to the Princess of Great Xia from afar."

……

After waking up, Su Hemian suddenly felt unprecedentedly tired.

Princess of Great Xia?

So, the woman who sacrificed her life for her country before was also the princess of Daxia?

Su Hemian frowned slightly, and immediately opened the search engine to start looking for information about the Princess of Daxia.

Unfortunately, there are only a few records about her in history books.

"The last princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, Jiang, was given the title Renjia. During the Xia-Yue War, she led the imperial guards of the dynasty to fight against the Yue army on the outskirts of the city. She died for her country until the last soldier died. She was only 18 years old."

Mr. Jiang?

Su Hemian's eyes narrowed slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

……

The next day, when Su Hemian was about to go out, he ran into Aunt Liu coming in from the door.

"Master!" Aunt Liu looked very happy. "Miss Jiang sent someone to deliver a gift. Would you like to take a look before leaving?"

Gift?

Su Hemian raised his eyebrows and took the gift box from Aunt Liu.

After opening it, I saw it was an "embossed painting".

The flowers in the painting are almost all the flowers he gave to Jiang Zhiyu during this period.

Looking at the painting with exquisite composition and elegant colors in the wooden frame, Su Hemian's eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

……

*

"Jiang Jiang, Zhixia's recent income is quite good!" Qu Qingli held his chin with both hands and came close to Jiang Zhiyu, "Do you know when Zhai Xinghe's previous advertisement will be broadcast?"

Zhai Xinghe?

Jiang Zhiyu smiled softly. If she remembered correctly, this was the eighth time Qu Qingli mentioned Zhai Xinghe's name in front of her since he went to Zhixia to hand in the information last time.

"Well, you should ask Lu Wen." She curled her lips slightly and looked at Qu Qingli casually, "You seem to be paying attention to him recently."

"Ah? Who? No one!" Qu Qingli immediately denied it, "Why would I pay attention to him? I'm not his agent! I'm paying attention to Zhixia's operations!"

"Is that so?" Jiang Zhiyu nodded and gave a meaningful smile, "But you are my agent, so you don't need to pay too much attention to Zhixia's situation."

"Oh, okay." Qu Qingli hung his head, poked his dimples, and started spinning the pen, feeling quite bored.

"Okay, let's open Weibo and take a look." Jiang Zhiyu smiled softly, "It should be released today."