There are quite a few people who suspect that the blogger was bribed by Jiang Yue.

The blogger is absolutely convinced that he has been swayed by money.

But when they clicked on the morning's live stream recording with the thought, "Let's see how good it is," they found that it was actually fucking sweet.

Damn it!

It's damn sweet.

The understated yet luxurious house in the footage had a backyard that was larger than they could have imagined, and the level of security was beyond their expectations.

Some observant viewers even noticed that a casually placed ornament in the living room was a cultural relic worth tens of millions of yuan, indicating that their wealth far exceeded that of ordinary wealthy families.

No wonder Jiang Yue used to show off this mansion from every angle. If it were them, they would also be so vain that they would show it off for 365 days straight, determined to let the whole internet know about their life as a wealthy socialite.

Jiang Yue got into the production crew's car and went to the recording site.

The journey is a bit long.

The production team had a limited budget, so the rented villa was in a very remote suburb of Beijing, almost outside the city limits.

Jiang Yue took a nap in the car, but she didn't sleep well. When she woke up, her neck was very sore. Fortunately, she had the foresight to bring a neck massager in her suitcase.

She got out of the car, turned around and asked the director, "Where is my bedroom?"

The director chuckled awkwardly: "Teacher Jiang, the other guests haven't all arrived yet. You'll have to wait until they all arrive before you decide which room to stay in."

He was actually a little afraid of being beaten by Jiang Yue before he said these words. He had heard about her temper before. He didn't expect that she would just nod after hearing this.

Then I found a random spot in the living room, took out the neck massager from my suitcase, leaned back on the sofa, and slowly closed my eyes to rest for a moment.

director:"……"

Wasn't she said to have a serious princess complex?

This seems alright, not as terrible as the rumors say.

About ten minutes later, the guests arrived one after another.

The three male guests are idols who have just debuted but haven't made a splash yet. They are very young, good-looking, and well-behaved, but not very popular.

The three of them had long admired Jiang Yue's reputation and dared not provoke her at all.

Like quails huddled together, they obediently nestled at the other end of the sofa, not daring to say a word, incredibly timid.

The director couldn't stand it anymore and lowered his voice: "You guys should quickly take the initiative to greet Teacher Jiang."

All three shook their heads, not daring to take the initiative to speak to each other.

The director couldn't do anything about them; their courage was even greater than their cunning.

Is he even a man anymore?! He's so useless.

After massaging her sore neck, Jiang Yue slowly opened her eyes and saw three unfamiliar faces.

They stammered as they spoke, "Hello...Teacher Jiang."

Although Jiang Yue was proud and arrogant, she was also a well-mannered person. She nodded as a greeting: "Hello."

Several people felt flattered by her gentleness.

Jiang Yue looked at their shivering bodies and blinked in confusion: "Are you cold?"

The group quickly waved their hands, saying, "It's not cold."

Jiang Yue was even more puzzled: "Then what are you shaking for?"

She seemed to suddenly realize: "Is it because you're afraid of me?"

The other party was quite honest and told the truth: "A little."

Jiang Yue always felt more favorably toward sincere people, and it was perfectly normal for others to be afraid of her. She possessed the majesty of a princess, and it must have been her majesty that intimidated them.

Jiang Yue felt she needed to reassure them. She smiled at them, her eyes crinkling beautifully, and earnestly told them, "Don't worry, I won't eat people."

She is always very tolerant of people who have never offended her.

Her Highness's only lifelong dream is—

They ransacked Zhou Ji's house.

Then execute him.

The three slowly lowered their guard, but no one spoke for a moment. They awkwardly scratched their heads, fidgeting and unsure of what to do next.

The remaining two female guests arrived late.

The two actresses were past their prime; they usually played supporting roles and had little fame.

If they weren't out of acting roles, they wouldn't be participating in variety shows.

The group greeted each other awkwardly.

There was no other communication.

However, they were all very polite to Jiang Yue, their attitude even bordering on cautious.

To increase the show's appeal, the six people only had four bedrooms, and the rooms were decided by drawing lots.

Jiang Yue and another actress were moved to the master bedroom, and the others breathed a sigh of relief, at least they didn't have to share a room with the young lady.

The actress who was chosen to be hungry was named Ning Yao. She was very timid and usually timid in the industry. If there hadn't been a camera filming her, she probably would have been scared to tears.

The master bedroom has a bed and a sofa.

Ning Yao offered, "Teacher Jiang, I'll sleep on the sofa."

Jiang Yue was actually very uncomfortable sharing a bed with strangers, but she seemed to be very young and timid, which made her seem pitiful.

Jiang Yue said, "No need."

Ning Yao thought Jiang Yue was going to sleep in the same bed with her, and thought that this young lady seemed to be a nice person, very easy-going.

The next second, she heard Jiang Yue say, "I'll make a call and have them send another bed over."

Before recording, the production team didn't say it was not allowed.

Money makes things easier. Not long after Jiang Yue made the call, a furniture company brought over a new bed.

The production team was also dumbfounded.

In fact, they secretly hoped that the guests would have conflicts, preferably a big showdown, so that there would be more topics and higher ratings.

However, the number of viewers for the morning live stream exceeded 100,000.

The evening's live broadcast time was moved to prime time, directly clashing with other channels' prime-time television slots.

They say enemies often meet on a narrow road.

This episode happened to coincide with the premiere of the TV series starring Ye Lan, and the fans of both sides fought fiercely.

Ye Lan's fans didn't take them seriously at all. How could an unknown little show beat a big-budget ancient costume fantasy production?

That's impossible, of course.

Jiang Yue slept until evening, and when she woke up, she could see the dim yellow sunset.

There were several missed calls on the cell phone next to my pillow.

They were all called by Zhou Ji in the afternoon.

Jiang Yue pretended not to see it and went downstairs. Just then, the director said to her, "There's a horse farm behind the villa. You can ride horses and film a promotional video later."

Fearing that the young master might object, the director explained, "You don't need to ride. Just sit on the horse and take some photos and videos. There will be a special instructor to lead the horse. Don't worry, there won't be any safety issues."

Jiang Yue has never ridden a horse since she was born, while Her Highness the Princess used to love riding on the horse farm.

She nodded: "Okay."

When they arrived at the horse farm, the others hesitated, afraid of falling and getting hurt, and also felt that a show destined to make no splash was not worth the risk.

They were too embarrassed to admit their fear, so they looked at Jiang Yue expectantly, hoping that this pampered young lady who couldn't endure hardship would take the lead.

But they waited for ages.

Once the young lady nimbly mounted her horse, she expertly pulled on the reins, sitting tall and proud, bathed in the afterglow of the twilight, as if she were glowing.

The onlookers were all stunned for a moment.

Jiang Yue raised the long whip in her hand, and the horse reared up, flying forward like a free wind.

Jiang Yue faced the wind and felt a long-lost sense of freedom and joy.

The director urged the staff at the horse farm to chase after the horse to prevent any accidents, but at the same time, he was reluctant to waste such good footage and asked the cameraman to shoot a few more videos.

Jiang Yue had run enough on horseback, and her speed gradually slowed down. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, and the tip of her nose looked red.

As she gazed at the distant scenery, she suddenly remembered something she had almost forgotten.

When she was young and playful, she secretly rode her cousin's horse in Yanzhou and rescued a boy covered in blood in the mountains.

That person was incredibly intelligent.

Upon waking up, one could tell from her clothes and appearance that she was from the capital and, moreover, a noblewoman from the inner palace who had escaped.

Jiang Yue didn't want him to know her identity, so she casually told him that she was just a runaway palace maid and then threw him to the servants below.

Later, after Zhou Fuwei gained power, he frequently entered and exited the inner palace.

Jiang Yue disliked this person and always avoided him, so the two never met over the years.

Looking back now, the boy looked exactly like Zhou Fuwei she had seen in her dream, except that his features were a little more youthful.

Jiang Yue had unknowingly returned to the horse farm.

She dismounted as if nothing had happened. The director breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not injured, and then exchanged awkward pleasantries: "I didn't expect Teacher Jiang to be such a good horseman."

Jiang Yue frowned: "It's not as good as before."

I've become somewhat rusty.

Her horse racing speed used to be unmatched.

The production team couldn't wait to post the promotional photos they had taken on Weibo.

The others sitting on the horse were somewhat stiff and afraid.

Jiang Yue, however, maintained an expression that was both natural and aloof.

A single photo went straight to the top of the trending searches.

#Jiang Yue is noble#