Time flew by, and night fell.

Sheng Lingwei successively brought Zheng Yishu, Liang Yuanyuan, Robin Yue and his son, Fang Ren'an, and Ji Yi to the space.

Most of them were her younger siblings' family members, and she couldn't show favoritism. Fortunately, they were all decent people, otherwise she would never have brought them into the space.

For example, she disliked and disliked Liang Dan from the very beginning.

Sure enough, her intuition was right.

In short, she trusted her intuition about people.

Before they entered the space, they were given a stern warning and given assurances before being led inside.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Lingwei transformed into a drama queen.

Jing Qingyun pursed her lips and asked cautiously, "Weiwei, are you feeling unwell today? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so angry with me?"

Sheng Lingwei snorted coldly, displeased, "I'm perfectly healthy, there's nothing wrong with me. Blame it on your lack of tact."

Jing Qingyun quickly smiled ingratiatingly, "Yes, yes, I was blind. Please don't be angry with me, okay? I know I was wrong. I will be more careful next time and won't make the same mistake again. As long as you're not angry with me, I'll do whatever you ask."

"real?"

"More real than real gold!"

"Alright then! The grain in the space is ripe. You come with me into the space to harvest the grain. You can only harvest it by yourself. You are not allowed to find any other helpers."

“Okay.” Jing Qingyun nodded in agreement. Although he didn’t like dealing with farmland, Weiwei liked seeing his hardworking side.

He... has no choice but to work as hard as an ox.

Why! ! !

A smile flashed in Sheng Lingwei's eyes. She immediately led Jing Qingyun into the space and gave him a wine-red robe embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, telling him to change into it.

Jing Qingyun looked at the brand-new clothes in her hands and sighed deeply. "Weiwei, I'm going to the spirit fields to harvest grain later. Wearing this brand-new robe will get it dirty. Can I not wear it?"

"No! I told you to wear it, so you wear it."

"Okay, I'll go change it right away."

Jing Qingyun went into her room to change clothes with mixed feelings, concluding: Women on their period are not to be trifled with!

After changing his clothes, Jing Qingyun kept reminding himself that he must not make the same mistake again. He had to agree with whatever Weiwei said, and he absolutely could not talk back or make her angry.

When he opened the door and saw the warm and festive decorations in the hall, his pupils suddenly contracted and his heart began to race.

The colorful balloons floated in the air like bubbles, each with a large character written on it.

Together, it means: May your birthday be auspicious and joyful, may all your wishes come true, may your path be smooth, and may you have peace, happiness, and all your dreams come true!

Happy birthday, Jing Qingyun!

"Thump thump thump thump..."

Jing Qingyun's breathing quickened instantly, and his heart pounded violently. The words "birth date" had long been buried deep in his heart, but he never expected them to be displayed before him in this way today.

He himself had forgotten that June 8th was his birthday in both his past and present lives, but he didn't like celebrating his birthday because...

"Bang bang bang bang..."

"Happy birthday, Xiaoyunzi (Prince Jing, Qingyun, brother-in-law, elder brother, Brother Jing)!"

Just then, countless colorful fireworks rained down on Jing Qingyun's head, body, and in front of her eyes.

Sheng Lingwei and the others, wearing sparkling headbands and carrying their own gifts, approached Jing Qingyun with smiles on their faces.

"Xiao Yunzi, happy 21st birthday! This is a gift I prepared for you, and it's a dress I sewed for you myself. Please don't mind it!"

Jing Qingyun clenched his fists tightly, an indescribable emotion welling up inside him. Even he himself didn't realize that his eyes were already red.

His deep and complex gaze swept over Sheng Lingwei, the Jing family, Nangong Zichen, Zheng Yishu, Rong Momo and her five companions, Zhu Kui and his seven companions, Yue Mingxi, the Ji brothers, Fang Xiuer and her father, Luo Xingyuan and her family of three, Liang Tianling and her brother, and Shen Yang and his family of six.

Jing Qingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, her throat tightened, and she choked out, "Weiwei, what...what are you doing?"

Sheng Lingwei smiled and placed the gift on the table beside her. She gave Jing Qingyun a big hug and then kissed his cheek like a chick pecking at rice.

Jing Qingyun: (⊙o⊙)

Sheng Lingwei then took Jing Qingyun's hand and explained with a smile, "Little Yunzi, today is your birthday. We have prepared a big surprise for you. Everyone has also prepared a gift for you. Even our youngest member, Xiao Yuanyuan, has prepared a gift for you."

At this point, Sheng Lingwei tilted her head and looked at Jing Qingyun, deliberately giving her a stern warning.

"Hmph, don't be ungrateful, okay? Don't waste everyone's good intentions, understand?"

Jing Qingyun nodded solemnly, her lips curving upwards in an uncontrollable smile. She was deeply moved, and her entire being radiated joy.

Although he is a grown man, it doesn't mean he doesn't like little surprises in life.

He then solemnly thanked everyone, saying, "Thank you all for giving me such a big surprise. It really surprised me. I am extremely moved at this moment and am even more grateful for your kindness."

From now on, if you encounter any problems or troubles, and if you need my help, please let me know, and I will do my best to assist you.

Everyone felt a warmth in their hearts.

They asked for nothing.

But Jing Qingyun's promise was very rare, which made them feel that their good intentions had been reciprocated, so how could they not be happy?

He waved his hand with a smile and said there was no need for that; they had only helped with a little something.

Jing Qingyun's eyes were serious, and she was about to speak when Sheng Lingwei stopped her, afraid that if they continued, they would never stop.

Sheng Lingwei squeezed Jing Qingyun's large hand, "Alright, it's your birthday today, let's not talk about anything else."

"Okay, Weiwei, I'll listen to you."

Sheng Lingwei smiled and said to everyone, "Everyone, line up. Now it's time to give gifts."

Everyone smiled and nodded, and the others, showing great tact, put the Jing family at the front of the line.

Madam Jing, who was first in line, chuckled and handed several books to Jing Qingyun, then leaned close to his ear and whispered:

"Grandson, these are books that your grandmother has worked hard to find. You must study them carefully and try to serve the princess well as soon as possible."

Jing Qingyun nodded with a smile, but her cheeks instantly turned bright red when she saw the words on the cover of the top book.

"gold……"

(￢_￢) Only his grandmother would do something like giving away a book like this in front of everyone.

He really is (??w??) tied up!

But his hands couldn't help but flip through the next few books, unsurprisingly, they were "...Eighteen Styles", "Male Virtue", and "The Boudoir..."!

Uh... his grandmother is really something else!

囧rz ~～