Madam Nangong knew that Emperor Beichen had summoned her today to subtly reprimand her, whether for Han Yiyi or for the two children. Naturally, she felt guilty, and thus fell ill the day after returning to the General's Mansion.
For several days in a row, he couldn't eat or sleep, and he lost a lot of weight. In the end, he had to be summoned by the imperial physician, who prescribed some medicine to relieve his depression, and he was able to slowly recover.
With Han Yiyi's guarantee, sweet potatoes could be planted next spring, and Emperor Beichen was reassured enough to sign the agreement with Nanjing.
In order to keep Qiu Jin looking forward to sweet potatoes, the imperial kitchen would make various excuses to refuse him from eating them again, except for the sweet potato feast that Han Yiyi prepared for him.
Now that the agreement has been signed, there is naturally no reason for them to stay any longer. Since the sweet potato seedlings need to be obtained from Han Yiyi's system next year, they have agreed with Nan Jing that the day their princess marries into Nan Jing next year will be the day they receive the sweet potato seedlings.
As he left, Qiu Jin was deeply moved by the box of cooked sweet potatoes. It was all because Emperor Beichen had said he was worried that Qiu Jin would bring back raw sweet potatoes and not know how to cook them, so he had them all cooked. Some were steamed, some were roasted, and of course, there were Qiu Jin's favorite candied sweet potatoes and several desserts made with sweet potatoes.
The reason Emperor Beichen had these sweet potatoes cooked before taking them back was because he was worried they would discover that sweet potatoes could be planted once they sprouted after being stored for a long time.
Qiu Jin had no suspicions and thought that Emperor Beichen was a kind-hearted emperor. He believed that the princess would not suffer if she married such a person. It was not until later that he learned the secret of sweet potato cultivation that he realized how cunning Emperor Beichen really was.
Upon seeing Qiu Jin, the King of Nanjing, without waiting for him to perform the proper greetings, hurriedly asked him a question.
"So, is the agreement ready to be signed? Have the sweet potato seeds been brought back?"
Seeing his king's anxiety, Qiu Jin quickly replied.
"Your Majesty, the agreement has been signed, but the sweet potato seeds were not brought back. The Emperor of Beichen said that it is not the season for planting sweet potatoes. When our princess marries there next March, the sweet potato seedlings can be brought back!"
Although the King of Nanjing was somewhat disappointed by Qiu Jin's words, he still nodded slightly.
"Yes, that's how it should be! That's how it should be!" After saying that, he looked at Qiu Jin again and subconsciously swallowed.
Upon seeing his king's expression, Qiu Jin hurriedly called out from outside, "Move in!"
When the King of Nanjing saw the boxes of food laid out in front of him, his eyes lit up and he unconsciously swallowed. Just as he was about to ask a question, he heard Qiu Jin speak.
"This is because Emperor Beichen was worried that we would bring raw sweet potatoes and not know how to cook them, so he ordered the imperial kitchen to cook them all and bring them back for the king to taste!"
"Good, good, very thoughtful. It seems I've made the right decision!" he said, picking up a piece of candied sweet potato and putting it in his mouth.
Because candied sweet potatoes harden when they get cold, and after so many days and in such cold weather, they were even harder than before. So when the King of Nanjing cracked them open, he almost broke the King's teeth.
He couldn't help but exclaim in pain, "Oh dear! My teeth! This! This thing is so hard! Is it some kind of stone?" At this thought, a cold glint flashed in the eyes of the King of Nan Jing, who thought that the Emperor of Bei Chen was deliberately teasing him.
Upon seeing this, Qiu Jin hurriedly stepped forward to check. Seeing that the King of Nanjing was eating his favorite candied sweet potato, he couldn't help but pinch one and put it in his mouth with a puzzled look. After pondering for a moment, he finally spoke.
"Your Majesty has misunderstood. This dish is called 'candied sweet potato.' It's coated in syrup. When it's fresh out of the pan, the outside is crispy and the inside is soft, sticky, and sweet. I guess it's been sitting here for a few days and the weather has gotten cold, so it's turned like this!"
Upon hearing Qiu Jin's words, the King of Nanjing calmed down and immediately ordered his men to take all of these items to the imperial kitchen to be heated.
Actually, whether it's steamed, roasted, or candied, the taste will be greatly reduced after heating. But the King of Nanjing still ate with relish and couldn't help but look forward to the day when the whole of Nanjing was planted with sweet potatoes.
After Chu Yun was flogged, he only rested for two or three days before being sent to the princess's residence by Emperor Beichen. Han Yiyi saw that he was walking with a limp and couldn't help but ask him about it.
"What's wrong with Lord Chu?"
"I'm fine, I just tripped and fell. Your Highness, you can call me Chu Yun. From today onwards, I will be your personal bodyguard, responsible for your safety!"
Han Yiyi knew from the way Chu Yun walked that he had been beaten, but seeing that he was unwilling to talk about it, she did not press him further and just nodded slightly in response.
"Well, if you're not feeling well, just rest more. There shouldn't be any danger in the princess's residence!"
"Your Highness, I thank you!"
Since the system lacked the medicine that could quickly heal wounds, and Han Yiyi didn't know how to suture them, Yun Xiao's injuries could only be slowly healed. Fortunately, due to his good physical condition, the wounds healed quickly.
The weather outside is getting colder and colder, so cold that Han Yi doesn't even want to go out. Fortunately, there are several charcoal braziers in the room, so it's still warm enough. Otherwise, Han Yi would really like to dismantle the bed and turn it into a heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed).
With a charcoal brazier on the table, Han Yiyi, being a foodie, naturally wouldn't let it burn dry, so she set up a rack on it to grill and barbecue.
While enjoying barbecue and warming themselves by the fire, they would occasionally put a pot on top to cook some vegetables, making it a hot pot meal. When no one was around, they would also retrieve some small fruits from the system. Life couldn't be more pleasant.
Han Yiyi was enjoying herself, but the guards outside suffered. Not only did they have to endure the cold, but they also had to smell the cumin wafting from the room every day, and the worst part was that they couldn't even eat it.
Then they smelled food wafting from the room, and the group couldn't help but swallow hard. Unable to bear it any longer, they went to find Chu Yun and cried out to her.
"Boss, why don't you go to the princess and ask for some, so we brothers can have a taste too!"
After observing Han Yiyi for the past few days, the group had gained some understanding of her personality and asked Chu Yun to ask Han Yiyi for some things.
In fact, Han Yiyi did not know that besides Chu Yun, there were other people protecting her in the shadows. If she had known, she would never have let these people suffer in the cold weather.
Seeing the expectant looks on his subordinates' faces, and smelling the mouthwatering aroma wafting through the air, Chu Yun subconsciously swallowed before speaking.
"Okay, you guys wait here, I'll give it a try!"
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