"Nannan." Helian Lan and Sumu, who had taken time out of their schedule, came forward and hugged Zhu Jin tacitly. Zhu Jin was hugged by them and saw Helian Zhen with a slightly stiff smile. Behind her was a crowd of people.

In the periphery separated by guards, a familiar group of reporters were scrambling to squeeze forward.

"Let's go home first." Helian Lan hugged Zhu Jin and then quickly let go, saying while trying to hold back tears of joy.

"Come up quickly." The glass of the silver flying car opened, revealing a smile from Chonglou. "We have specially arranged time to pick you up. Are you touched?" Zhu Jin in front of him was no longer wearing the loose prison uniform. She was wearing the blue dress she wore when she last went to court. The long dress and the soft long hair that had already reached her waist were casually scattered, making her look even whiter. She was standing there simply, but people couldn't take their eyes off her.

After Chonglou finished shouting, he saw Zhu Jin looking over. His calm dark eyes made Chonglou look away uncomfortably, got out of the car and opened the door, "Get in quickly."

"Okay." Zhu Jin casually glanced at the excited reporters, responded softly, and helped Helian Lan into the flying car first.

When I first rode it, I didn’t know it was a flying car, let alone that it could fly into the sky.

The fleet of cars flew into the sky in sequence. The reporters reluctantly sent a message to end the live broadcast and slowly left. The prison gate returned to calm, leaving behind Ye Banxia, ​​who had been standing aside but was not allowed to pass.

"Congratulations on your release, Dr. Zhu Jin." Ye Banxia grinned as he looked at the flower pot in his hand and returned to his car. Looking at the brand new seat cushion, Ye Banxia sneered.

As long as he leaves the prison, how could there be a place for him by her side? He is a complete fool.

Ye Banxia's car flew out at an extremely fast speed, and disappeared into the distance amid the warning of "too fast, dangerous" from the car's intelligent system.

When Zhu Jin was flying into the sky, she thought of Ye Banxia who had promised to pick her up, but in the end she was unable to go back to see if he was there.

The car stopped directly in the palace. The majestic but somewhat incongruous building caught Zhu Jin's eyes. Helian Lan took Zhu Jin into the house, "... Nannan, your room is still the same as before. The clothing production team has sent you a lot of new clothes. See if you like any of them. If not, we will make new ones. After you have washed up, we will start eating."

"Okay." The huge room was decorated very warmly. Zhu Jin took a quick shower first. When he came out, he saw a middle-aged aunt from the life group standing at the door. She looked at Zhu Jin with relief and joy.

"Miss Nan, do you want to go look at some clothes?" Seeing Zhu Jin, she half leaned over to greet him, then walked towards Zhu Jin and asked.

"Well, let's go take a look first." Zhu Jin followed her to the cloakroom, and what caught her eyes were all kinds of clothes, neatly hung all over the cloakroom.

"..." Zhu Jin was silent for a moment. The princesses in the palace in her previous life didn't have so many clothes. However, many of these clothes exposed her arms and legs, which was basically the same as nothing for her.

"Miss Nan will be having dinner with Her Majesty the Queen soon. You can wear your home clothes first and then put on formal clothes when you go out." Seeing that Zhu Jin didn't choose, the aunt suggested.

"Okay." Zhu Jin nodded. The clothing categories were clear at a glance. She picked up a long-sleeved dress and went to choose shoes.

"..." Zhu Jin felt a headache as she looked at the countless shoes with high and pointed heels. There were women wearing shoes like this in hospitals and prisons, and she always felt sorry for them. She didn't expect that she had so many shoes in her own shoe cabinet.

Zhu Jin silently took the flat-heeled shoes in the corner.

After changing her clothes and rejecting the help from the aunt in the life group, Zhu Jin touched her half-dry hair, casually separated the front part of her hair into strands, moved her hands deftly, and simply tied a bun on top of her head, letting it hang naturally, thus solving her hair problem.

"..." The aunt from the life group stood there blankly with her hand stretched out, still unable to react. She looked at the hair on Zhu Jin's head, unable to believe that Zhu Jin had put it on so casually and quickly without using any tools!

"Let's go. Aren't mom and the others waiting for me?" Zhu Jin reminded the dazed aunt and left the room first.

"Miss Nan..." The women who passed by in uniform greeted her with standard etiquette.

"Nannan, it's ready. Let's eat." Seeing Zhu Jin, Su Mu was the first to stand up.

"I want to eat more." Chonglou stood up second and touched his stomach. "There are many restaurants and private restaurants outside claiming to serve royal cuisine. I'll try to see if what they say is true."

"How can you test it out in one meal? You have to come here often to eat and know if it's authentic." Helian Lan responded, dissatisfied that he had come too seldom before.

"Brother Chonglou, you must come more often in the future." Helian Zhen took Shang Lu's arm and said with a smile.

"Everyone come often in the future and get together more often. Next time, let Brother Zhongda come along, as well as Team Leader Shang." The Brother Zhongda mentioned by Sumu is Chonglou's father, and Chief Shang is naturally Shang Lu's father.

"Old Zhong won't come." Before Shang Lu and Chong Lou could reply, Helian Lan had already answered, and glanced at Su Mu with a smirk, "You know his temper."

Shang Lu looked at Helian Lan's back, his eyes flickering. At this point, no matter how much psychological preparation he put in, it was useless. Her Majesty the Queen's attitude towards him was indeed different. If His Royal Highness hadn't remembered him today and asked him to come over, he would never have appeared here...

"Fortunately, our Chonglou is not like him..." Su Mu, who didn't notice Shang Lu's eyes, laughed and sat down at the dining table with Helian Lan first.

"I'm still cuter, right?" Chonglou walked beside Zhu Jin intentionally or unintentionally, helped Zhu Jin pull out a chair, and sat casually beside her after she sat down, not forgetting to wink at Zhu Jin proudly while replying.

Zhu Jin: “…”

She also likes Chonglou's personality that pleases the elderly, but he doesn't consider himself an elderly, so...she can only remain silent most of the time.

Chonglou didn't care. His eyes fell on Zhu Jin without leaving a trace. He glanced at her face, his nose twitching slightly, catching the constant faint medicinal fragrance that kept drilling into his nose.

As expected, the doctor liked the smell of medicine the most. Chonglou was in a good mood and enjoyed the meal very much.

Zhu Jin had her first prison-standard meal. The dishes were rich, with some familiar and some new. Needless to say, they were delicious. But what caught her attention was that in addition to chopsticks, they also used knives at the table...

After a short and simple welcoming banquet prepared for Zhu Jin, almost everyone went their separate ways, and even Zhu Jin was picked up by Changshan from the History and Culture Research Center.

"...It's great that you can come with us." After exchanging a few pleasantries, Changshan took the time to explain to Zhu Jin, "This is a program interview. There will be no reporters on the scene. It will mainly focus on the appreciation of ancient calligraphy and paintings collected in recent times..."

At the same time, Shang Lu Helian Zhen, who was unwilling to give up, rushed to the ancient Chinese characters review department to check the review status, but the answer he got was still disappointing, "...it will take some time..."

The staff member explained, looking at the anxious face of the real princess, not understanding why she was so anxious to get the result. After sending the real princess away, the staff member returned to the office and saw the shining eyes of the female colleague waiting for gossip.

“…Did the real princess come to see the situation again? Haha, it seems that she is anxious for Princess Nan to be released from prison.” The female colleague is an avid fan of Lian Nan. She waved to the colleague to come over and showed him the picture on her computer. “This is how Princess Nan looked when she was released from prison this morning. Isn’t she beautiful? The real princess is standing next to her, so she can’t be seen at all, right?”

"Pay attention, she is a real princess, the real princess who publishes history..." The staff member advised while watching her.

"I know, I admit that she is a princess, but I also like Princess Nan. Although she did not publish history, the ancient culture she led is also of great significance!" He looked at the time and pushed his colleague away without any hesitation, "It's time for Princess Nan's live interview, get out of the way!"

"...You will be fined." It's really not good to do this during working hours. "Also, don't call her Princess Nan anymore. You should call her Doctor Zhu Jin. I think she prefers to be called Doctor Zhu Jin. She has changed her name. Have you forgotten what the Queen said before?"

What the Queen said at the time, that Princess Nan chose to lose her memory of being a princess in order to survive, still remains in the minds of many people.

“…I understand. I watched the interview with Dr. Zhu Jin.” The female colleague was silent for a moment and said in a low voice, then she concentrated on watching the interview.

Doctor Zhu Jin changed her clothes, still wearing a long dark green dress. She tied up her long hair that had been loose at noon, revealing her slender neck. Her face was still bare-faced, as it had been for more than a year.

“So white…” the female colleague murmured as she looked at it.

The staff member who hadn't left agreed in his heart, but couldn't help but say, "...Look at the content of the interview."

"I know, why haven't you left yet?" The female colleague looked at him puzzledly.

"Studying ancient culture is beneficial to our work." The staff member replied calmly, and the female colleague had nothing to say.

“…Ms. Zhu Jin, look, this is a replica that the program team borrowed from various museums and collectors. Is the classification of the characters on it done by Teacher Changshan and his team correct?” The host of the interview program had a brief chat with Zhu Jin, and after confirming that she would continue to practice medicine, he changed the subject of the live broadcast and asked his assistant to push up the ancient calligraphy and paintings.

"Both are correct." After carefully looking at it and comparing it with the appraisal done by Changshan and others, Zhu Jin gave a positive answer.

"Huh..." Changshan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his genuine reaction made everyone smile.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel that Miss Zhu Jin is very familiar with the words on these calligraphy and paintings. Just now I noticed that you seemed to be looking at the words on the ancient calligraphy and paintings carefully. May I ask if Miss Zhu Jin can understand these words?" The interview host looked at Zhu Jin carefully and suddenly asked. Many of the words on the ancient calligraphy and paintings were written in such a way that it was impossible to tell what they were written, and some of the words that could be seen did not look like the words we have today.

"I can see that." Zhu Jin nodded.

"Wow, you can actually understand it, Miss Zhu Jin, why can you understand these ancient calligraphy and paintings? We don't even recognize some of the characters on these ancient calligraphy and paintings." The host widened his eyes exaggeratedly.

This is the highlight.

Zhu Jin looked up at her and smiled, then lowered his head and stroked the copy in his hand, saying lightly, "You don't recognize it because you have been learning and using simplified Chinese characters, and the characters in this ancient calligraphy painting are ancient characters."

She spoke the last three words very slowly, her pronunciation seemed heavy and light at the same time, but she succeeded in getting the focus.

In order not to disappoint Helian Zhen and Shang Lu's "expectations", she would say the three ancient characters today even if the host didn't ask.