Ever since the King of Nan Jing learned that the reason why the Emperor of Bei Chen had Qiu Jin bring back all the sweet potatoes was because he was worried that they would discover that raw sweet potatoes could sprout, the King of Nan Jing harbored resentment towards the Emperor of Bei Chen.
However, this slight resentment completely vanished the moment he tasted the watermelon.
Upon reading Ruyue's letter, the King of Nanjing said that this thing called watermelon would taste better if it was chilled in ice water before eating, so he hurriedly ordered someone to bring over an ice basin.
Looking at the large thing in the ice basin, Qiu Jin unconsciously swallowed. In fact, ever since he learned why Emperor Beichen had asked him to bring cooked sweet potatoes last time, he felt that Emperor Beichen was a cunning person. But he had to admit that the food produced in Beichen tasted pretty good.
In order to show off his princess's filial piety in front of his ministers and to prove that his decision to sign the agreement with Beichen was correct, the King of Nan Jing cut a watermelon in the court and ordered that each minister below receive a small piece.
However, the moment the watermelon entered his mouth, the King of Nanjing regretted it. He felt that it was a waste to give such a delicious thing to these fools, so he hurriedly ordered someone to send the remaining one to his palace.
While the King of Nan Jing was happily eating watermelon, the Emperor of Bei Chen, upon hearing Chu Yun say that there were no watermelons left in the Princess's garden, suddenly frowned and subconsciously asked a question.
"Gone? What do you mean? Stolen? Who dares to do this? Investigate them! How dare they steal my watermelons? I think they don't want their heads anymore."
Upon hearing Emperor Beichen's words, Chu Yun inwardly rolled his eyes to the heavens, thinking, "He's just asking you, the thief, to steal someone else's watermelons again." However, he still replied respectfully on the surface.
"Your Majesty, I have found out that the watermelons were not stolen. They were all picked and taken back to the General's Mansion by the young master and young lady!"
Upon hearing Chu Yun's words, Emperor Beichen's face, which had turned slightly pale with anger, suddenly flushed red. He coughed lightly before speaking.
"Yes! I was worried that Princess Changning's hard-earned watermelons might be stolen by villains. Since they were picked by Zicheng and Zihui, I am relieved. Alright, you go ahead. This matter must not be spread!"
"Yes, Your subordinate obeys. I'll take my leave!" Chu Yun said, and hurriedly retreated, afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would burst out laughing.
Once everyone had left, Emperor Beichen's face fell. He couldn't help but grumble at Han Yiyi in his heart again. He not only grumbled at Han Yiyi, but also at Zicheng and Zihui. He thought to himself, "How can such a small child eat so much cold food? Really, they don't even know to respect their elders and leave some for their uncle."
Han Yiyi, who was attending Lan Hua and Wang Xiaojiang's wedding, saw Chu Yun suddenly appear. Her pupils contracted slightly, thinking that something had happened to the two little ones again, and she quickly asked.
"Chu Yun, what brings you here? Did something happen to Zicheng and Zihui?"
Seeing how nervous Han Yiyi was, he quickly spoke up.
"Your Highness, please don't worry. The two young masters of the General's Mansion are fine. Yes, His Majesty misses you and sent me to deliver a letter to you!"
Upon hearing Chu Yun's reply, Han Yiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking to herself that Emperor Beichen would miss her and even send someone from so far away to deliver a letter. How could she not believe it?
He took the letter with some skepticism, but when he saw its contents, his brows furrowed deeply.
The letter was full of pedantic and rambling words, containing thousands of useless characters. However, Han Yiyi only managed to read a few words: "I want to eat watermelon." The other sentence was a complaint that the watermelons in the princess's residence had all been eaten by the two brats in the general's residence, and he hadn't been able to eat a single one.
Looking at the letter in her hand, Han Yiyi was both annoyed and amused. However, since the king of a country had said he wanted to eat watermelon, Han Yiyi naturally had to grant his wish. Besides, Han Yiyi had also planned to visit the two children in Kyoto after attending Wang Xiaojiang and Lan Hua's wedding, and bring them some fruit as well.
I don't know if it's because the grape seedlings were redeemed from the system, but they were full of fruit on the very first day, and the grapes that grew were big and sweet.
To avoid making Emperor Beichen wait too anxiously, Han Yiyi first had Chu Yun take two watermelons back, while she and Yun Xiao took the rest by carriage, actually storing them all in her spatial storage.
Seeing the watermelons Chu Yun was holding, Emperor Beichen's eyes lit up, but when he saw that there were only two, he couldn't help but roll his eyes inwardly, thinking to himself, "When did Princess Changning become so stingy?"
When Chu Yun said that Han Yiyi would personally deliver the rest, he couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips. However, after eating the grapes, he couldn't suppress the upward curve of his lips even more.
Three years later, Dongli had been incorporated into Beichen's territory. With Dongli no longer an uncertain factor, Nangong Yuan could return to the capital with peace of mind.
As soon as Nangong Yuan stepped into the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, the two children quickly went to greet him.
"Father, you're back! That's wonderful! Come and try these grapes Mother grew, they're so sweet!"
"Yes, Dad, come and try it! It's delicious! I've already eaten so much!"
Seeing the two children running towards him, Nangong Yuan's eyes were full of smiles, while Han Yiyi, who was lying under the grape trellis, opened her eyes slightly upon hearing the children's voices and looked towards the door.
Nangong Yuan naturally saw Han Yiyi lying on a deck chair under the grape trellis. Her skin was as white as snow, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it seemed to radiate a soft glow, making her indescribably beautiful. Nangong Yuan was momentarily stunned by her beauty.
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