Upon arriving at the Yuanmingyuan, Hongjing was taken away by Su Peisheng, who was acting on the orders of the Fourth Prince.

Only the three mistresses, Fujin, Jiaming, and the eldest princess, along with a group of servants, remained.

The Fujin told Jiaming which courtyard she was staying in, sent someone to guide her, and then dismissed Jiaming.

Jiaming left with her people and a group of luggage.

Upon arriving at her residence, after instructing people to settle her belongings, and seeing that there was nothing else to do, she took Hongtao and prepared to go for a stroll.

He tied on his cloak and stepped out the door.

She first strolled around her own courtyard, which was built along a small lake and was filled with red flowers.

Jiaming strolled along the lakeside with great interest, admiring the hibiscus flowers, which resembled a beautiful woman in the throes of first intoxication, and couldn't resist getting closer to them.

She had never planted this flower in the Peach Garden before, but now seeing it blooming so profusely here, her wood-type supernatural power surged with joy.

She took a deep breath; the floral scent mixed with a slightly cool aroma made her feel relaxed.

Hongtao, who was following behind Jiaming, was also stunned. After regaining her senses, she asked Jiaming in amazement, "Master, what is this flower called? It's so beautiful."

As Jiaming continued walking along the lake, taking in the surrounding scenery, she answered Hongtao's question: "That's a hibiscus mutabilis, also known as a wood lotus."

"So it's called magnolia. No wonder, at first glance it looks a bit like a lotus."

The master and servant enjoyed the journey, occasionally expressing their amazement.

Suddenly, she came to a fork in the road. Jiaming was startled. It turned out that she had already walked out of her own yard.

Hongtao noticed this too and asked, "Master, shall we go back, or continue?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Jiaming pointed to a fork in the road and said, "Let's take this road and see!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked over there.

Although we saw many varieties of flowers along the way, it was already October, and their blooming season had passed. We'll have to wait until next year to see them again.

However, some flowers do bloom at this time.

Whenever she encounters it, Jiaming always steps forward to admire it carefully.

If she encounters something she really likes that can cause a slight disturbance in her wood-type abilities, she will reach out and touch it.

In Hongtao's eyes, it was clear that her master really liked these flowers and plants.

In reality, Jiaming was using her special abilities to communicate with them, and was also transferring a little bit of her special abilities to them to promote their growth and even transformation.

When she encountered plants that weren't in good condition, she would use her special abilities to communicate and sense them, and she would take care of any problems that could be solved on the spot.

For this, she received gratitude from the flowers and plants.

In her perception, the emotions they released towards her were gentle, comfortable, and gave her a sense of closeness.

Whenever she sensed their pure emotions, she felt content and at peace.

However, for those things that cannot be resolved on the spot, she will continue to communicate with the flowers and plants, comfort them, and use her supernatural abilities to delay the adverse effects on them.

Then, write it down and find a way to solve it when she comes next time.

And so, walking and stopping, suddenly, a commotion broke out in my ears.

Jiaming listened carefully, and Hongjing's childish laughter became clearer and clearer in her ears, seemingly mixed with the voices of other people.

"It's the Fifth Prince!" Hongtao had obviously heard it too and recognized Hongjing's voice.

She glanced at Red Peach and said, "Let's go take a look." With that, she took the lead and walked towards the source of the sound.

When they arrived at the destination, Jiaming was somewhat surprised to see the Fourth Prince and the group of princes bustling about. However, when her eyes swept over the flowers and plants they were holding, she froze.

"Guarjia Mother!" The eldest princess, who had been standing and watching her father and brothers busy themselves, greeted Jiaming as soon as she saw her.

Jiaming snapped out of her daze, greeted the eldest princess, and then asked her somewhat dejectedly, "Why did your father and these brothers pull up all these perfectly healthy flowers and plants?"

The eldest princess shook her head, her eyes filled with confusion, and said, "I don't know. My stepmother just sent me here, only a little earlier than you, Guarjia Mother."

Just as Jiaming was about to beckon a servant standing nearby to ask him something, she heard the Fourth Prince's voice: "Guarjia clan, eldest princess, come over when you arrive."

Jiaming had no choice but to abandon her previous plans. After glancing at the eldest princess, she walked towards the fourth prince first.

Even though the tea leaves in the flowerpot are covered in mud and look filthy, it doesn't seem to notice; even though the ground is uneven because of the flowers and grasses that have been pulled up, it still walks steadily and naturally.

The eldest princess, suddenly walking on such muddy ground, looked at the mud covering her embroidered shoes and felt very uncomfortable, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.

She tried to avoid it, wanting her shoes to stay clean, but as a result, she walked awkwardly.

The Fourth Prince inadvertently witnessed this scene and couldn't help but frown.

When the eldest prince Honghui saw this, he looked at Jiaming with surprise and thought to himself: Guarjia Mother, you are really amazing. You can walk so steadily even wearing such shoes.

Hongshi showed no particular reaction upon seeing her, remaining completely indifferent, even when meeting his own sister, the eldest princess. Clearly, the siblings weren't very close.

Hongxuan wasn't surprised at all that their mother had this ability. Hongjing, who was still young, was very happy to see his mother. The little guy dropped the flowers and plants he was holding and skipped over to Jiaming.

Having reached Jiaming, he took her hand and pulled her forward, inviting her as they walked: "Mother, let's pull them up together! Father said that if we pull them up, we can plant crops."

Jiaming suddenly realized what was happening. After being pulled a few steps, she was stopped by the Fourth Master.

"Alright, Guarjia, you should go back now. Wearing shoes like these is inconvenient."

Jiaming readily agreed, broke free from Hongjing's grasp on her hand, and walked to the side with a smile.

The Fourth Prince looked at the eldest princess, his brows furrowing slightly. He thought for a moment, and realized that his daughter always loved to dress up, so she was uncomfortable with her shoes covered in mud.

Furthermore, princesses are always pampered, unlike the rough and unruly princes.

Then his brows relaxed. "Eldest Princess, you don't need to come and help. Your mother, Guarjia, can stay here."

The eldest princess felt uneasy for a moment, wondering if her father disliked her.

Her younger brothers were all helping, but she, the daughter, was excluded.

Is it possible that both Father and Mother love their younger brother?

Otherwise, her shoes are fine, so why didn't she ask for help?

Jiaming looked at the anxious eldest princess and was speechless.

Seeing the eldest princess's bewildered and timid appearance, the Fourth Prince couldn't help but frown again.

He clearly treats the eldest princess very well. She is his only daughter, and he visits her whenever he has time. He also frequently gives her gifts, many of which he bought especially for her.

When facing her, I never lost my temper, and I always managed to soften my expression.

Why do I always have these wild thoughts and feel afraid of him when I'm around him?

Even when the master gave them the cold shoulder or spanked them, the two brothers, Hongxuan and Hongjing, weren't afraid of him at all.