Zhong Muyu didn't know what he was going to do, so she just followed him off his horse and came to the tea stall.

The tea stall was run by an elderly couple. Upon seeing them, the old woman greeted them with a cheerful smile: "Please, have a seat!"

Lu Ziyuan said, "A pot of tea and a snack."

"Okay!"

Soon, the tea and snacks were served.

Zhong Muyu took a look and saw that the snacks were small rice cakes. Although they were ordinary farm snacks, they looked quite good.

Feeling parched from the sun, Zhong Muyu took a big gulp of tea.

Yes, rice cakes are quite delicious too.

While Zhong Muyu was eating and drinking, Lu Ziyuan had already started chatting with the two old men. Although they were not familiar with each other, they got along very well, and Lu Ziyuan was quite knowledgeable about some livelihood issues.

The old man exclaimed, "It's truly extraordinary that someone as distinguished as you understands the lives of ordinary people like us so well."

"Don't say that, old man. Farmers are the providers of food and clothing for each of us..."

As Zhong Muyu watched Lu Ziyuan chat with the old man, a strange emotion unconsciously rose in her heart.

He was truly a good prince to the people of this land.

Noticing Zhong Muyu's gaze, Lu Ziyuan asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like the tea and snacks?"

Zhong Muyu shook her head: "No, this is delicious."

"Then let's have another one."

"No need, I'm already full!"

Zhong Muyu quickly refused, saying that another plate would be hard to digest.

Setting down her teacup, Zhong Muyu asked, "You brought me out here just to have tea at this tea stall?"

"Of course not. We still have a way to go to our destination. I brought you here because I was worried you might be thirsty. If you've finished eating, we can continue on our way."

After paying for the tea, the two mounted their horses again, their final destination being a sea of ​​flowers.

The sea of ​​flowers is on a slope, covered with colorful flowers, and a gentle breeze carries their fragrance.

Zhong Muyu took a deep breath; it was indeed a beautiful and pleasant place.

"Is this the place?"

"Um……"

Lu Ziyuan seemed to have something to say, and his expression was no longer as composed as before.

"So, you called me out just to see the flowers?"

It's definitely not just about looking at flowers. Zhong Muyu knew that Chengfeng had already conveyed those words to Lu Ziyuan, and since Lu Ziyuan had called her out, she wanted to hear what he would say.

Lu Ziyuan pondered for a moment and then said, "He has already relayed what you and Chengfeng said to me."

"Um"

Zhong Muyu nodded slightly, signaling him to continue.

"I can't promise you anything right now, but I'll do my best to put your worries at ease as long as you're by my side."

Lu Ziyuan seemed to have considered it for a long time. Compared to Chengfeng and Zhiyu, he really wouldn't say such a thing.

In situations like this, all explanations are meaningless. Whether it's a guarantee or a vow, no one can predict the future.

Zhong Muyu nodded thoughtfully: "I understand your difficulties. Never mind, I'll give you a chance before that."

Zhong Muyu shifted her gaze and looked at the sea of ​​flowers.

She no longer dislikes Lu Ziyuan.

However, her feelings for him were ultimately not strong at the moment, and reason prevailed. It would be best to cut her losses in time, but deep down, a glimmer of hope remained.

Lu Ziyuan, as if he had received a guarantee, grabbed Zhong Muyu's hand with a happy expression: "That's good! I will never let you down in this life."

Zhong Muyu was startled by his sudden action, but when she saw the hope in his eyes, her heart warmed.

Don't think too much about it right now, right here.

...

The two wandered around the sea of ​​flowers for a while, and the originally sunny weather became much gloomy. By the time they returned, a light drizzle had started to fall.

Last year there was frost damage, and the beginning of this year was quite dry, so this rain is a timely help, and the villagers all seem quite happy.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and by nightfall, it was not only windy and rainy, but also accompanied by thunder and lightning.

Zhong Muyu carefully inspected the windows in the room. She really didn't trust these windows covered with oiled paper, and was always worried that they would be blown apart by the wind.

At this moment, Lu Ziyuan walked over: "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

"No, I'm worried the wind will break the window."

"There's nothing to worry about. This kind of rain won't break the windows."

Lu Ziyuan didn't understand why Zhong Muyu would suddenly care about this. Every household had paper windows, and as long as they were replaced diligently every year, there wouldn't be any problems.

But what Zhong Muyu was thinking was that perhaps he could teach the local craftsmen how to make glass.

Glass windows are much better than paper windows.

Zhong Muyu left the window, and just then, a bright flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. Zhong Muyu quickly cut off the power to the room.

The room went completely dark in an instant.

"Lu Ziyuan, could you help me find some candles? I don't have any in this room."

Lu Ziyuan thought she was frightened by the thunder, so he quickly comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll go find it right away. You turn on the light first."

"We can't turn on the lights when it thunders, so we'll use candles tonight."

Zhong Muyu told him in a serious tone that, considering the electrical appliances outside, she decided to go out and cut off the main power.

If these things are burned, her loss will be too great.

Just as Lu Ziyuan went out to find candles, he saw Zhong Muyu putting on a raincoat and about to go out.

Zhiyu asked, "Your Highness, where are you going?"

"Disconnect the power!"

Zhong Muyu hadn't walked far when she turned back, grabbed a raincoat, and threw it to Lu Ziyuan: "You come with me too."

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