People elsewhere noticed that only the capital and its surrounding areas had dark clouds in the sky, while other places remained scorching hot.

His face was full of dejection, and he was wailing in pain.

The guards who were sent out to find out how wide the area affected by the rain returned and reported back.

After the guards reported it, they found it unbelievable.

The rain seemed to have been deliberately controlled in its scale and location. The emperor and his ministers, who had lived for decades, had never seen such a bizarre downpour.

"This rain is really strange. It's still pouring rain several miles from the capital, but if you go a little further to the side, there's not a drop of rain at all. I've never heard of such a strange sight before."

"Your Majesty, this rain..."

The Prime Minister didn't know how to continue speaking at this point. One second he was reprimanding the Crown Prince, and the next he was slapped in the face.

Given the circumstances, it can't be said to be a mere coincidence! So the Prime Minister shut his mouth.

All the people witnessed the entire process of praying for rain and were very curious about this legendary little lucky star.

Among the crowd were also people from Taoliu Village, who felt extremely proud.

They watched Fuxing grow up; Fuxing belonged to their Peach Willow Village and has now become the Fuxing of the entire Great Dynasty.

At this moment, the emperor suddenly remembered that he had heard that some guards had gone into that hot air balloon, and wondered if they would never come back.

The emperor felt heartbroken at the thought of how many people would be lost every time a heavy rain fell in a certain place.

"Yuan'er, those guards who sacrificed themselves for the Great Dynasty must make sure their families are settled properly, so as not to disappoint them."

The emperor was speaking to the crown prince who was standing to the side.

Su Muyao's eyes widened as she looked back at the emperor.

He thought to himself, "This damned emperor probably doesn't want this technology to spread, so he's trying to kill all the guards in the hot air balloon."

Long Yuan looked at Su Muyao's strange gaze, puzzled, but still said to the emperor, "These guards can all come back alive."

"What did you say? You mean these people don't have to die?"

Upon hearing this, Su Muyao realized that she had been overthinking things.

Upon hearing this, Long Yuan nodded. "Not only will these guards not die, but Miss Su also said that these hot air balloons can be reused."

Upon hearing this, the assembled ministers immediately surrounded Su Muyao.

The little dumpling hid behind Long Yuan.

Su Muyao just wanted to go back immediately; the gazes of these old men were really too intense.

"All of you step back, what are you doing? You're scaring the little dumpling."

Since the emperor had spoken, they naturally dared not continue surrounding Su Muyao, and everyone stepped aside.

"Your name is Su Muyao. Do you still remember me?"

Su Muyao nodded. "I remember."

"Who taught you this? Can you tell your uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Su Muyao exclaimed, "He's here! He's here! He's come with questions!"

I had already anticipated being questioned, and I had already prepared all the reasons. ^o^

“My master taught me, but apart from the first few times we met, he taught me in my dreams every time after that. But he hasn’t seen me in a long time.”

The prime minister, who was standing to the side, wanted to retort, but after opening his mouth, he swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Having just been slapped in the face, he seemed to have learned his lesson. After all, if he could summon rain, why couldn't he have a divine master teaching him in his dreams?

Su Muyao had certainly considered using a fictitious master to explain herself to the emperor.

But then I realized that if someone hadn't even appeared, there would be no way to trace them.

That would only make things more difficult to explain. It would be better to just say that apart from the first meeting, everything else was learned in a dream, whether you believe it or not.

After all, these things were already magical to the ancients, and it was said that immortals appeared in the royal family of the great dynasty hundreds of years ago.

Although it's just a legend, it's still a legend. If another story comes out about a dream where a divine master teaches some strange and wonderful things, it can at least make up for this lie.

The emperor considered countless reasons, but he never expected that the little dumpling would directly tell him that it was taught by the master in his dream.

Ever since I learned that the little dumpling had a master, I have ordered people to investigate, but we have not found any clues.

Looking back now, even if he wasn't a god, he was still a capable person, and such a person was naturally not to be offended.

"Xiao Dezi, pass down the decree: The arrival of a lucky star in the Great Dynasty is a blessing for the dynasty. First, new crops were planted, and then rain was obtained to relieve the drought. Therefore, the Princess of Chang'an is hereby granted a mansion."

The Su family was renowned for its excellent upbringing of its daughters; the old lady bestowed upon them the title of "Lady of the Imperial Decree" and further honored the Su family as a distinguished family of farmers, scholars, and merchants.

Su Muyao had known beforehand that being recognized as a family of farmers, scholars, and merchants was an extraordinary achievement.

Just as the name suggests, the "farming, reading, and business" of this dynasty meant that people could not only farm and make a living, but also pursue the path of the imperial examinations.

In other words, even if there are more officials in the family, it will not affect other family members' business.

Su Muyao genuinely felt that this reward was quite good.

Soon the imperial edict was read aloud in front of the people, and all the people knelt down to pay their respects to Princess Chang'an.

In a great dynasty, the title "Chang'an" signified long-lasting peace and prosperity, and it was traditionally reserved for bestowed upon princesses.

Su Laosan was stunned by the scene before him. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should kneel down with everyone to pay homage to his daughter or stand there blankly to the side.

For a moment, he was completely at a loss. Su Muyao also noticed her father's nervous expression and squeezed his hand.

"Princess's father, that's a very prestigious thing, don't be so nervous." Su Muyao said to her father in a very soft voice.

Long Yuan, who was closer to Su Muyao, heard everything clearly and found it amusing.

Children are children after all; no matter how mature they are, they still have a childlike side.

The Su family was all smiles, while a woman in a pink dress stared blankly at Su Muyao from below the stage.

This is her daughter, her little lucky star.

She's a girl, but she's more capable than all the boys!

Looking at Daya and Erya, who were standing in a row with the Su family's children, I noticed that the two girls were dressed in very fine materials and had hair ornaments on their heads.

Er Ya happily held her sister's hand and chattered away, seemingly saying something unintelligible.

"It's good that you're doing well, that's all that matters!" The people next to the woman watched as tears streamed down her face, and they murmured something as they watched her.

Several middle-aged women pulled their grandsons aside, saying, "He went crazy at such a young age. He was quite handsome. What a pity."

The woman, of course, heard the whispers around her, but didn't take them to heart and turned to leave.

Just then, Daya suddenly looked in this direction and saw the woman's back as she turned around.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and Er Ya, not understanding why, tugged at her older sister's sleeve.

She couldn't understand why her sister, who had been happily talking to her just a second ago, suddenly had tears welling up in her eyes.

Her eyes were already brimming with tears, which startled Er Ya, who quickly asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Daya looked down at her younger sister, who was tugging at her sleeve, and rubbed her head.

"My sister is fine. She was excited to see it raining."