You Said You Didn't Want to Acknowledge Me, So Why Are You Crying Now That I've Truly Cut Ties?

Yun Zhiyi always thought she was the fake young mistress who had taken another's place. After the real one returned, she held back in every way.

Only after being thrown into the mass grav...

Chapter 134 The Watermelon is Ripe

The old woman sneered, "What, did I say something wrong? Does the Prince need to be searched when he brings things back? Does the Eldest Young Master need to be searched when he brings people and things back? If not, why is it necessary when it comes to the Princess? Do you still consider the Princess the mistress of the manor? You have insulted the Princess so much, disregarding the rules of hierarchy and etiquette. I could have you all beaten to death right now!"

The guard's face turned pale instantly, and cold sweat poured down his face.

"Why should Granny Zhou make things difficult for a mere guard?"

A voice interrupted.

Upon hearing the voice, the old woman's expression changed slightly. She turned to look at the person who had come, her smile forced and insincere.

"Steward Xu, you've come at the right time. The young master specially brought fruit to the princess, but these servants are making trouble and intercepting it. Such precious fruit, do they expect us to peel it one by one to check for any problems before sending it back to the princess? What do they take the princess for?"

Butler Xu frowned, just in time to see the lychees that were on display, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He smiled slightly, "Why is there such a fuss, Granny Zhou? There has been some unrest in the capital recently. His Highness has ordered everyone in the mansion to be more cautious. It's just that this guard is being too cautious. However, we cannot disobey His Highness's orders. The fruit must not be damaged, but at least all of them need to be taken out and inspected to prevent any bad things from being hidden in the basket. What if the Princess gets hurt?"

The old woman sneered, "Does Steward Xu suspect that the young master will harm the princess?"

"Of course not, but when things are delivered, there are always many unexpected things that can happen."

"You." The old woman gritted her teeth.

Steward Xu lowered his eyes and was about to order the guards to take everything down.

Then a majestic female voice rang out.

"If anything unexpected happens, I, the Princess Consort, will take full responsibility. Is that enough?"

Butler Xu's brow suddenly furrowed.

The old woman's face lit up with joy, and she immediately bowed, "Your Highness."

Butler Xu sighed helplessly, knowing that it was impossible to investigate today.

But that's precisely why it's even more suspicious.

He turned around, bowed, and said, "Your Highness."

Princess Zhao strode over, her expression indifferent, showing no joy, sorrow, or anger.

Butler Xu has not yet answered this princess's question.

Steward Xu bowed his head. "Your Highness is too kind. Since Your Highness has spoken, we dare not say anything more. May I ask if you need my help to deliver the items?"

"I dare not trouble you. Steward Xu is now very influential in the Prince's mansion. I, the Princess Consort, cannot afford to use him. Let's go."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Butler Xu's expression changed slightly.

Princess Zhao was usually quiet and unassuming, rarely venturing out from her secluded courtyard.

I never expected him to get so angry today, and even openly make veiled accusations.

If this gets out, the Prince's residence will inevitably become the subject of gossip.

Especially the prince and the eldest son.

He might even be accused of being a slave who had bullied his master.

The other party was clearly warning and admonishing him, while also expressing resentment towards the prince or the eldest son.

The old woman snorted and ordered the guards to bring in the two servants as well, pulling the carriage inside.

Butler Xu could only watch them leave before hurrying off to the eldest son's courtyard.

As soon as they returned to the courtyard, the old woman couldn't help but curse indirectly.

Princess Zhao waved her hand, "There's no need to get angry with them, it's not worth it, what's wrong?"

She is now only concerned about her son's condition.

The old woman then remembered something important and immediately went into the room to hand over the tokens to her.

Upon seeing the keepsake, Princess Zhao couldn't hold back her tears again.

She cried for a while before calling the two servants in again for a thorough interrogation.

After confirming that her son had truly recovered, Princess Zhao embraced her nanny and wept bitterly before preparing to pack her belongings and head to Lufeng City to see her son.

However, the old woman persuaded her to stop.

If the young master's illness has truly been cured, it is even more important not to reveal it now.

If the princess were to go looking for them at this time, it would only bring danger to her and the young master.

Similarly, it would be dangerous to bring the young master back rashly; we must make thorough preparations.

Princess Zhao regained her senses and realized that what the old woman said made sense, so she had no choice but to give up.

The nanny quickly changed the subject, "Your Highness, the young master has brought you your favorite lychees. They are of excellent quality. I'll go wash some for you to try now."

Upon hearing this, Princess Zhao's brows relaxed, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

"good."

Soon a plate of lychees was served.

The lychees have been peeled and pitted. Six of them are arranged on a plate, looking fresh, moist, and flawless, a sight to behold.

The rich aroma of lychee fills the air, making one's mouth water.

The old woman exclaimed, “Your Highness, these lychees are truly wonderful! Not only do they look excellent, but they also have thin skin and small seeds. They are far superior to the tribute lychees. Please try some!”

Princess Zhao could tell from the sight and smell that these lychees were exceptional.

She loved lychees, and couldn't resist taking a bite with a skewer.

The juice bursts instantly between your lips and teeth, filling your mouth with a rich lychee aroma that leaves you wanting more.

"It is indeed a top-quality product."

Meanwhile, in another courtyard, Fu Zishu narrowed his eyes after hearing what Steward Xu said.

Steward Xu asked, "Should this old servant send someone to investigate?"

Fu Zishu did not respond immediately. After a moment of silence, he suddenly spoke.

You're saying those lychees are comparable in quality to tribute fruits?

Butler Xu was taken aback, then nodded, then shook his head.

"No, judging from its appearance, it far surpasses the tribute fruit."

Every year, the palace would bestow some tribute fruits upon the various princes' residences.

Everything that enters the manor must be inspected by Steward Xu, so he naturally understands this.

Fu Zishu slightly raised the corners of his lips and gave a cold snort.

“Anything better than the tribute fruit, even if it wasn’t made out of favoritism, should be offered to His Majesty first, both morally and logically. Don’t you agree?”

Butler Xu instantly understood what the eldest young master meant, his spirits lifted, and he smiled and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Young master is right. The items came from the Rongguo Duke's mansion. I wonder if they have already been sent to the palace?"

The master and servant exchanged a glance, both revealing knowing smiles.

Lufeng City.

Yun Zhiyi is picking watermelons in the field.

The watermelons on several acres of land have finally ripened.

She wanted to pick the riper ones first to prevent them from overripe and splitting open.

Fu Yuanbo had his eye on these watermelons for a while and volunteered to help pick them.

Holding the white jade melon weighing several dozen kilograms in his hands, he exclaimed, "This is the first time I've seen a white, cold melon. I wonder what it tastes like."

It can be said to be highly suggestive.

Yun Zhiyi found it funny.

Seeing Fu Ziyu squatting by the field with a curious expression, he said, "You'll know once you've tasted it."

She asked Liu Dashan to bring her a knife.

Fu Yuanbo immediately reached for the knife, "I'll do it."

After saying that, he put the watermelon on the table and swished it a few times.

No one saw him move much, but the watermelon automatically split into sixteen segments.

Each petal is of uniform size.

The flesh inside the cut melon is snow-white and translucent, but unlike the unhealthy white of an unripe white-fleshed melon.

Under the sunlight, it looks like it's been sprinkled with a layer of icing sugar, shimmering and glistening, and looks very juicy.

A sweet aroma wafted through the air, making one's mouth water.

Fu Yuanbo picked up a piece without hesitation and took a bite.

The watermelon is very sweet without being overly sweet, and it's very juicy. Just one bite is like drinking a big mouthful of watermelon juice, and it's seedless!