Jiang Yue's hand took about a week to heal completely, just in time for the first day of filming for "Cultural Relics Across Time".

Netizens have almost forgotten about the accident that happened a few days ago.

The park's surveillance footage was released shortly after the police issued their notice, a coincidence that seemed rather suspicious, as if it had been done intentionally.

Surveillance footage is not something that ordinary people can obtain, nor is it something that ordinary people dare to post online.

However, in moments like these, one doesn't pay attention to these details.

I was completely stunned by the person in the surveillance video who used his hand to block the knife without thinking. My emotions were complicated. I was surprised, shocked, and felt a surge of passion rising from the bottom of my heart.

Yes, that's how you should do it when something like this happens!

The moment she rushed out, she shone brightly, the dazzling light piercing the eyes of every onlooker.

They insisted it was impossible.

They witnessed it with their own eyes.

They are narrow-minded.

"My wife glows."

"I wouldn't even be this reckless with my own child, let alone someone else's. I'm really about to pee my eyes."

"My wife is amazing! My wife is the most amazing wife in the world!!!"

"If you have such dark hearts, don't try to judge my virtuous and precious wife, okay?"

"Princess, my princess, it is this old servant who has arrived late to escort you."

When the surveillance video circulated online, Jiang Yue was preparing for rehearsal at the station. The dressing room, shared by the host and guests, was a bit crowded.

Fortunately, we have enough makeup artists.

In Jiang Yue's presence, makeup artists who usually fawn over the powerful and look down on the weak don't dare to play any tricks and honestly do their jobs.

Jiang Yue didn't expect that the recording of the new season would require her to wear ancient costume.

"Teacher Jiang, period costumes will give the audience a more immersive experience. You don't need to worry about the makeup and styling; we have hired a very professional makeup and hairstylist."

Jiang Yue looked at herself in the mirror and remained silent for a while. Then she suddenly said, "I want to wear red."

A bright red.

Arrogant red.

The night before she was murdered, the princess was actually trying on her wedding dress. At that time, she had almost given up hope and was nearly resigned to her fate.

She couldn't kill Zhou Fuwei.

Although she didn't want to marry him.

However, she was even less willing to marry the man from the North who came to seek a marriage alliance.

They killed a king of the North.

There were also princes from the southern barbarians.

How could a royal woman truly be free and unrestrained?

Even though her father doted on her, sometimes she was forced into a corner and still had to shoulder the responsibilities of a princess.

The marriage agreement with Zhou Fuwei did indeed keep those restless barbarian vassal states in check for a short period of time.

The makeup artist hesitated upon hearing this. She lowered her voice and leaned down to whisper to Jiang Yue, "Teacher Jiang, do you really have to wear red? Are other colors okay? We haven't prepared many outfits this time, so we don't know how they'll look."

Jiang Yue had only subconsciously replied that she wanted to wear red clothes. She always preferred bright and flamboyant colors, just like herself, who seemed to always be so flamboyant and could only live under the brightest sun.

She gradually snapped out of her reverie and pursed her lips: "It doesn't matter if it's not red."

The hairstylist breathed a sigh of relief and unconsciously changed his opinion of Jiang Yue.

This was also her first time meeting Jiang Yue, a famous young lady with a spoiled and arrogant temper who was very difficult to deal with. However, after meeting her in person, she found that she was not like that at all.

She looks like a fairy.

Exquisite and beautiful.

She was the most beautiful female celebrity she had ever seen. Although her features were striking, they did not give off an uncomfortable sense of aggression or oppression; instead, they were gentle and comfortable.

The makeup artist sincerely praised, "Ms. Jiang, you are beautiful and have great skin. You'll look gorgeous after your makeup and clothes are done."

Jiang Yue stared absentmindedly at herself in the mirror. She raised her hand and touched her face. The original owner's appearance was almost identical to her own; they were practically two identical people.

She looked at her eyes in the mirror, which seemed unchanged.

Jiang Yue was afraid that she would change, that after adapting to this world she would slowly forget her past and where she came from.

Indeed, this world is as the system describes it: advanced, civilized, and convenient.

Everywhere she went was better than Jiang Guo, but she still stubbornly wanted to go back, and this thought never changed.

Even a princess might fear that one day she might be corrupted and consumed by the prosperity before her.

But it's completely unrecognizable.

She said, "Thank you."

The hairstylist was slightly taken aback. Jiang Yue's good temper was already beyond her expectations, and she was even more surprised to hear the thank you. She never expected that this person would be so polite.

Polite people are always more likable.

The initial impression score, which was only five points, instantly jumped to eight points.

I was even more puzzled as to where those outrageous rumors came from.

The hairstylist quickly suppressed her curiosity and began to style her seriously. It has to be said that Jiang Yue is the female celebrity with the best natural features she has ever seen. She has thick eyelashes, big eyes, a straight nose, snow-white and delicate skin, and hair as black as ink.

She quickly finished her hair and makeup.

Her beautiful face was reflected in the mirror, exuding a vibrant and alluring charm.

The others in the dressing room glanced over casually and couldn't help but gasp in unison, their amazement impossible to hide.

It is so beautiful that it takes your breath away.

I thought Jiang Yue would look beautiful in ancient costume, but I never expected her to be this stunningly beautiful.

She is even more beautiful than the fairy in the painting.

Jiang Yue was quite satisfied, but she felt that the hairpin in her hair didn't suit her very well. She didn't like hairpins with a begonia flower design; she preferred her own lively and delicate fox hairpin.

Why did you all suddenly stop talking?

The hairstylist took a deep breath. Even with her extensive experience, she was still shocked by this level of beauty. She said, "Nothing much, I just think you're so beautiful, Ms. Jiang."

"I have a feeling that this promotional video will be a hit after it's released, and the ratings will definitely be better than last season."

Jiang Yue was used to hearing people compliment her on her beauty.

She had long known she was somewhat beautiful. Are there really people in this world who are beautiful but unaware of it? Probably not.

After all, whether something looks good or not is a very objective matter.

Jiang Yue still politely said thank you. The girl paused for a moment, then continued obediently, "I also think I'm very pretty."

Saying this to someone else might make them seem narcissistic.

But when Jiang Yue heard it, it didn't sound like that at all; instead, it sounded rather charmingly naive.