The fruits and vegetables that the palace received were all stockpiled by the two of them.

Just the day before yesterday, taking advantage of the cooler weather, a new batch of fruits and vegetables was transported to Beijing.

Although there were no watermelons this time, there were grapes, strawberries, and new plums, peaches, longans, oranges, and more.

There were also extra cabbage, pumpkin, green beans, bok choy, and the radishes and eggplants that were sent last time.

There were even 300 jin of sunflower seeds, including 10 jin of seeds and the rest of roasted sunflower seeds.

The grandmother and grandson were like hamsters, hoarding little by little every day.

There's no way around it; Yun Zhiyi's rules are all set in stone, and so far, apart from Fu Ziyu, no one has been able to get her to make an exception.

If you want to get more, you can only do so by following the rules.

Currently, there is only one purchase qualification for watermelons per day.

He could let someone else buy it, and then he would buy it back at a higher price.

However, the people in the village were all stubborn and felt that this was like reselling the owner's property, so they refused to agree.

Therefore, there were no watermelons among the gifts sent this time.

The watermelon stock is running low, so Fu Yuanbo even saved his grandson's share for himself to eat slowly.

Of all the fruits, his favorite is watermelon.

Not too sweet or greasy, just right for his taste.

Fu Yuanbo smiled and said, "It's alright, I'll cook it for dinner tonight."

After saying that, he waved his hand and said, "Alright, I won't disturb your play."

Princess Fu'an watched his retreating figure, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

She was so confused that she didn't know what to say.

After a long while, she silently turned to look at Yun Zhiyi beside her, her expression extremely complicated, "You..."

A single word escaped my lips, but I didn't know how to say it or how to ask it.