Unfortunately, they were on the same path but ended up in different places.

Unable to get any closer to their employer, the Li family turned onto a side road and headed home.

On the road to the manor, Yun Zhiyi led the two children toward the manor.

Fu Wenyu turned his head to look at the villagers returning home one after another on the main road and couldn't help but ask.

"Sister Yun, are you really going to plant in the fall? What if they don't grow?"

Don't underestimate the little princess just because she's young; she understands everything she should.

The most important thing for those in positions of power is prestige.

Besides power and wealth, another crucial factor in the development of prestige is the ability to gain the trust of those below.

If one cannot convince others, so-called prestige is nothing more than a clay Buddha gilded with gold paint.

Although these people are just ordinary citizens, they can be replaced at any time.

But she always felt that it was unwise to damage the prestige she had built up over something that wasn't really necessary.

What upset her the most was that she didn't think Sister Yun was such an unwise person.

But to convince her that wheat could grow in this kind of weather and on this kind of land, she absolutely could not believe it unless she saw it with her own eyes.

She had discussed this with her sister Yun last night.

What puzzled her was that Sister Yun also thought she could do it.

Fu Wenyu was really curious whether it was because she was too ignorant or simply too shallow.

Or does Sister Yun actually have some other clever trick up her sleeve?

Yun Zhiyi has not yet responded to her question.

Fu Ziyu retorted in dissatisfaction.

"So what if they don't grow? Who in this world has the courage to plant grain in autumn and winter like my sister?"

He originally wanted to say that it would definitely grow.

But thinking about it too absolutely, what if something unexpected really happens? Wouldn't that be an even bigger embarrassment for my sister?

So he changed his tune.

Fu Wenyu glanced at him with a look of disdain, as if he were an idiot, and didn't bother with this little nephew who got angry at the mere mention of his sister.

Yun Zhiyi crossed her arms and smiled.

"The progress of civilization is all achieved step by step through experimentation from scratch. Just because something couldn't be done before doesn't mean it can't be done in the future. Just because it failed once doesn't mean it will never succeed. Without trying, there will never be any other results."

Fu Wenyu paused, his eyes darted around, and he glanced at his nephew with a mischievous grin.

"Does Sister Yun actually lack confidence?"

Fu Ziyu immediately frowned, puffed out his cheeks, and glared at her.

Fu Wenyu gave him a provocative smile.

Yun Zhiyi watched the two of them exchanging glances but did not answer her question.

Instead, he asked in return, "So, what do you think we should do to remedy the situation if this fails?"

Fu Ziyu was startled and immediately felt worried.

Could it be that my sister really just wanted to try autumn planting?

Fu Wenyu also frowned, looking up at her with a mixture of doubt and curiosity.

However, no matter what, it was impossible to glean any useful information from that face with its gentle smile.

She pouted and said, "There's no need to remedy it. Those people are just taking the opportunity to curry favor with you. Whether it succeeds or not doesn't matter. Just give them another chance to be productive next year."

Yun Zhiyi raised an eyebrow and gave the unruly and mischievous little princess a meaningful look.

She suddenly asked, "Xiaoqi, do you like your life now?"

Fu Wenyu was stunned for a moment, then looked up at her with some surprise.

Firstly, it was because it was the first time the other person had called her that.

Only her relatives or very close friends would call her Xiao Qi.

But when the other person called her that, she didn't feel any rejection or offense. Instead, a secret joy welled up inside her.

Another surprising thing was her sudden and strange question.

Why do you ask that?

Yun Zhiyi simply said, "I was just asking casually."

Fu Ziyu seemed to have guessed something, and couldn't help but turn to look at his aunt, his eyes filled with anticipation and surprise.

Fu Wenyu didn't pay attention to him and didn't notice anything unusual, so she just pursed her lips and said.

"This question is unnecessary. I don't think anyone wouldn't envy or yearn for my life."

The Empress's legitimate daughter, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, was showered with love and affection.

When you're young, you can live freely and have whatever you want.

After she gets married, given her status, things shouldn't be bad for her.

Looking further ahead, even if her father steps down in the future, it is highly likely that one of her two older brothers will ascend to that position.

Although she was afraid of her third brother, her two older brothers must have had genuine feelings for her.

As long as she doesn't act like a demon, she'll definitely continue to enjoy wealth and luxury until she's old age.

Such a life is everyone's lifelong dream; there's no need to ask.

But after she finished speaking, I heard her ask another question.

So, do you like it?

Fu Wenyu paused slightly, a peculiar emotion flashing in his eyes.

But he quickly recovered and resumed his nonchalant, roguish smile.

"Whether I like it or not, I'm destined to live this kind of life. Sister Yun, you don't want me to experience the life of an ordinary person like you, do you?"

She replied with a smile.

But within her laughter lay a hint of melancholy that she herself was unaware of.

Fu Ziyu frowned, feeling that she had suddenly become sharp.

Yun Zhiyi just smiled and didn't say anything more.

The atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

Of course, maybe only the two children felt this way.

Fu Wenyu bit her lip, lowered her head and walked on without saying another word.

Fu Ziyu frowned, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

By then, they had already reached the door.

Uncle Li stepped forward and said, "Master, young master, young lady, you're back."

After exchanging greetings, he said to Yun Zhiyi, "Master, Li Cuizhi seems to have something to discuss with you. Should I go and inform her?"

"No need, she's probably still in the fields. I'll go straight there."

"Yes, in the farmland."

Yun Zhiyi said to the two children, "You two go back first, I'm going to the farmland."

Fu Ziyu obediently agreed, stealing a glance at his aunt.

Fu Wenyu simply responded softly and then turned to continue walking.

The clouds, knowing the intention, then headed in another direction, directly towards the farmland.

She probably knew why Li Cuizhi had come to see her.

Sure enough, when we arrived at the farmland, we saw that the entire field was once again a scene of lush harvest.

Just yesterday, the crops in the fields were still seedlings.

The change was so dramatic that it would frighten anyone who saw it.

This is all because of yesterday's spirit-gathering array.

The manor is now filled with a rich spiritual atmosphere.

Not only the farmland, but other plants in the village have also undergone some changes, but the changes are slow and not too obvious.

But these farmlands are all materialized from her spiritual fields within her space.

It is inherently rich in spiritual energy and will automatically absorb and transform spiritual energy.

With the increased concentration of spiritual energy, the absorption and conversion rate of the spiritual field will also increase.

With such a stimulus, it's normal for crops to surge in price.

Not only have the crops grown taller, but the fields are also filled with all sorts of dense weeds.

When Li Cuizhi and a group of farmhands arrived in the morning, they were quite frightened by the situation in the field.

This matter was truly strange, and since she didn't know the details, she could only keep the news under wraps for the time being.