The heavy rain that arrived as expected made everyone in the Qin family busy and exhausted.

Fortunately, there was a yard on the farm reserved for the owners to stay temporarily, and Xu Cui would clean it every few days, so the nobles could stay there smoothly before dark.

Because the nobles were caught in the rain, Butler Wan specifically instructed that some ginger tea be made and sent to the host family.

Xu Cui had injured her foot a few days ago, so Qin Yanning's father, Qin Zhu, had no choice but to ask his eldest daughter-in-law to make some soup and send it over. His eldest daughter-in-law wasn't particularly good-looking, and she was also quite old. Asking her to serve tea and water was definitely not something Young Master Wan would like.

It's not that he is cautious, but Young Master Wan's reputation as a playboy has already spread throughout Kyoto, and he can't let him have any thoughts about his own daughter.

Qin Zhu had never imagined that his daughter, whom he had protected so much, was about to come to him on her own initiative.

Qin Yanning quietly went to the kitchen and moved closer to his sister-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, I'm with you."

Mrs. Qin couldn't help but smile when she looked at Qin Yanning. Although her sister-in-law was spoiled, she had a very good temper.

"Okay." Mrs. Qin didn't know what Qin Zhu was thinking. Since Qin Yanning offered to help her, there was no reason for her to refuse.

Qin Yanning picked up the wooden tray with ginger tea on it from the stove and said with a smile, "I'll go to the main house."

From the kitchen to the main house, you only need to walk through a corridor.

Qin Yanning stood at the door of the main house, took a deep breath, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.

Even though she was once the business tycoon Mr. Qin, this was her first time seeing a living emperor, and she would have to bear a child for him in the future.

What would she do if this childless Son of the World was an old man?

A Lian was just about to remind Qin Yanning that the emperor of this small world was only 34 years old. In the world Qin Yanning came from, he would be called uncle at most. How could he be called an old man?

A sudden sound of "come in" was heard from inside the door, completely interrupting Qin Yanning's wandering thoughts.

Qin Yanning pushed the door open and saw a man in a black coat with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes sitting at the desk. She must be her target, Helian Jue.

He looks quite handsome.

Seeing someone coming in, Helian Jue did not look up, but the eunuch Wang standing beside him noticed Qin Yanning.

Eunuch Wang thought to himself: How could such a wonderful person be born in this peasant family? The girl in front of him was even more beautiful than the concubines in the palace.

"What did the young lady give you?" asked Eunuch Wang.

"My dear sir, this is the ginger tea that my sister-in-law made to dispel the cold." Qin Yanning replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Hearing Qin Yanning's soft and gentle voice, Helian Jue couldn't help but look up at her.

Helian Jue was stunned by the sight. The girl before him had eyebrows as dark as distant black, eyes like stars, and even without makeup, her skin was as white as cream. She was wearing a light green linen dress that outlined her extremely slender waist, highlighting her elegant temperament.

"Put it here. What's its name?" Helian Jue pointed at the desk and motioned Qin Yanning to come forward.

Qin Yanning placed the ginger tea on the desk, bowed slightly, and replied, "My humble daughter, Qin Yanning."

Qin Yanning? Peaceful seas and rivers, peaceful years. It's a good name.

Somehow, Helian Jue felt a little moved.

Helian Jue sighed inwardly. He believed that he was not a person who was greedy for beauty. It must be that he had too many troubles recently, which made him change his temperament.

He succeeded to the throne at the age of 24, and had no children after ten years on the throne. People in the court were forcing him to adopt the youngest son of King Liang as the crown prince.

How ridiculous! King Liang was just a defeated general of his. How could he be willing to let his son inherit the peaceful and prosperous era that he had worked so hard to build!

The Queen Mother cried every day and forced him to hold a beauty pageant to fill his harem.

But the court officials sent their daughters into the palace just to have an heir to the throne. All the civil and military officials tacitly acknowledged that he was unable to have children and were unwilling to let the marriageable girls in their families participate in the selection. Over time, he gave up the idea of ​​holding a selection.

But he was not convinced and he resented that he had worked diligently all his life and devoted himself to ensuring the people lived and worked in peace and contentment. Why was God unwilling to give him a child of his own?

This time, it was Eunuch Wang who suggested that he go out of the palace to inspect the fields because he saw that he was bored in the palace every day. The imperial doctors all said that if he relaxed a little, he might even be able to have a child.

But he couldn't see any hope. Helian Jue shook his head and tried to shake off these troubles.

He looked at Qin Yanning and asked, "Can you grind ink?"

Qin Yanning nodded, picked up the ink stick from the desk, and ground it on the inkstone. The original owner was just an ordinary peasant girl, so naturally she didn't know these things, but Qin Yanning did.

Only when Qin Yanning came closer did Helian Jue smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body. It was like the scent of orchid, but not as pungent as the one made from spices. It seemed like the fragrance that the girl in front of him was born with.

Seeing that Helian Jue had a beautiful lady, Eunuch Wang was about to leave when he heard Helian Jue say, "Now that you have finished the research, go down."

Eunuch Wang looked at Helian Jue in confusion, but Qin Yanning was obedient and walked out of the main house with the wooden pallet.

Seeing Qin Yanning walk away, Eunuch Wang asked, "Your Majesty, don't you like that young lady very much? Why don't you stay and serve her?"

When Helian Jue was ten years old, Eunuch Wang followed him. The two of them went through many ups and downs along the way. If it weren't for Eunuch Wang during the most difficult years, Helian Jue might have died in the palace.

Therefore, although the two were master and servant, they had a different kind of friendship, and Eunuch Wang spoke more casually with Helian Jue in private.

Helian Jue picked up his pen and wrote, answering Eunuch Wang slowly.

"A peasant girl might not want to enter the palace. There are so many beautiful women in the world, do I have to marry them all?"

"Your Majesty is very kind, but if you really like it, I will send someone to ask."

Helian Jue shook his head and rejected Eunuch Wang's proposal. It wouldn't be difficult for such a beautiful woman to find a devoted man and have children with her. He didn't want to ruin someone's life for his own selfish reasons.

Seeing that Helian Jue insisted, Eunuch Wang said no more.

On the other side, Qin Yanning was not discouraged when she saw that Helian Jue left as soon as she ground the ink. Instead, she looked up to Helian Jue a little more.

She did not ignore the surprise in Helian Jue's eyes, but even so, Helian Jue did not keep her, which was enough to show that he was not an impatient person.

A Lian's voice, with a hint of gloating, sounded in Qin Yanning's mind.

"The Son of the World didn't fall in love with the host at first sight. What should the host do next?"

"The hermit has his own clever plan." Qin Yanning knew that A Lian was teasing her and was not annoyed at all.

After all, before this, she had always thought that Helian Jue was a lecherous man similar to Young Master Wan. How could a man like that possibly restrain himself after seeing her current appearance? She had underestimated the difficulty of the task.

Fortunately, she had a backup plan. Since Helian Jue liked her looks, she would add fuel to the fire.