The Empress was very aloof; she was rarely seen except on necessary occasions.
Especially in the past year or so, General Bo Jichen's health has greatly improved, and the Empress has become even less frequently seen.
As the head steward of Abel Estate, he was already very close to the palace, but in the past year, he had only seen the Queen three times.
Rumor has it that in addition to handling the Supreme Court's files, the Empress also had to help His Majesty with other matters. Sometimes she would work day and night, staying in the palace for days on end without leaving, relying entirely on His Majesty to send her nutritional supplements.
In short, when the Empress gets busy, even His Majesty has to step aside, let alone their young prince. This is the first time they've invited him, and they're afraid he'll lose face.
Jiang Si raised an eyebrow and asked, "Hilter, haven't you been online lately?"
Hilt replied truthfully, "I went up, dropped some important news, and didn't watch anything else."
Jiang Si smiled slyly: "Just looking at the news isn't enough. You have to look at the rest. You have to know that the people are now calling for His Majesty and the Empress to stop showing affection in public."
"To let the people know that His Majesty and the Empress are still as loving as ever and cannot live without each other, when you go into the palace later, please invite His Majesty and the Empress to the harvest at Abel Manor."
Hilt was taken aback. Before he could remind the young prince that the queen was busy and might be difficult to invite, he heard the young prince emphasize again, "Hilt, when you go to invite her, remember to make sure the queen is dressed in her finest attire... in her finest attire... wait, find me a few brands, I'll go buy the queen a few dresses, so she can look beautiful in them and attend the harvest event at Abel Manor!"
“Hilte…”
Hilt snapped back to reality and bowed slightly: "Yes, I am here, Your Highness."
Jiang Si: "Did you hear what I just said?"
“I heard you.” Hilt responded respectfully, took out a light-powered tablet from his spatial button, opened it, logged in, and handed it to Jiang Si with both hands: “Your Highness, these are the top 20 private haute couture brands in the Abel Galaxy. Page 2 is the local brands of the Troia Empire. They have haute couture and niche brands.”
"As you can see, all the pictures above show items that are in stock. If you place an order, the item will be delivered within two hours at the latest."
Jiang Si took the tablet: "Okay, go ahead and get busy."
Hilt responded with a "yes" and left with the food container.
Jiang Si left the kitchen while looking at the tablet, walked upstairs from downstairs, returned to her room, sat on the sofa, and began to pick out a dress for the scoundrel.
The scoundrel has a great figure, is good at disguising himself, is tall enough, and has a moderately large frame. With fake breasts, he can pull off any kind of dress.
However… Jiang Si looked through the dresses that the scoundrel wore to events as empress over the past 10 years. Most of the dresses were long and slightly wide, and with high heels, they made him look tall and elegant, as well as cool, sassy, and gentle.
Jiang Si stared at the computer screen. High-end interstellar fashion brands, a single garment cost millions of star coins, tens of millions of star coins, or hundreds of thousands of star coins.
Big brands are nice, but they're expensive.
That's too expensive for that scoundrel.
I'm not looking at expensive ginger slices anymore; I'm going to look for niche local brands from the Trojan Empire.
Niche brand clothing offers unique styles at affordable prices, ranging from a few dozen star coins to a thousand star coins.
Jiang Si picked three niche brands and bought one of each of their top 10 best-selling dresses, then sent the information to Bo Jichen.
Having done all this, Jiang Si turned off the personal terminal, stuffed the invisible ginger egg that was rubbing against her stomach into the quilt, went into the bathroom, locked the door, and slipped into her spatial dimension.
The space, a self-contained little world, was filled with the fragrance of fruit. Jiang Si took a deep breath and released the willow branches, which wove themselves into a basket.
She materialized her spiritual energy, which poured out like fine threads, coiling around various fruit trees. Under her control, all the ripe fruit fell into the basket by the willow tree.
One basket, two baskets, three baskets, countless baskets, the baskets lined up under the fruit trees, estimated to weigh tens of thousands of tons. They would fetch a good price if taken out, but... it would be difficult to explain taking out so much stuff all at once.
Jiang Si sat on the ground, her hand resting on the basket, deep in thought.
Unexpectedly, as she pondered, she began to doze off. Then she fell to the ground, and the willow branches instantly formed a mat beneath her, enveloping her.
She forced herself to stay awake, found a blanket, spread it over herself, and yawned as she said to Yanliu, "I'm going to sleep for an hour. Wake me up in an hour."
The fiery red willow rubbed against her, indicating that it understood.
Fearing that Yanliu might be unreliable, Jiang Si drew her Tang sword again, gave him a few instructions, pulled up the blanket, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in no time.
A gentle breeze blew by, the fruit trees rustled, and countless tiny white dots of spiritual energy fell down, entering her body and making her sleep even more soundly.
Agares stood at the window of the warship, overlooking an endless galaxy and glittering stars. He had no time to admire the scenery outside. He turned on his personal computer, but communication was unavailable. On the monitor, there was only an egg on the bed, half of its body under the covers and half on the pillow. The egg, like a person, was asleep.
Pulling out the video and watching it again, you can see his princess stuffing the egg into the blanket and going into the bathroom. She hasn't come out yet, and an hour and a half has passed.
Agares's expression grew increasingly grim. He pulled up his teacher's contact information and was about to make a call when Jiang Si appeared on the video call.
Jiang Si was awakened in the space by Yan Liu and Tang Dao. After leaving the space, she took a hot shower, changed into her pajamas, and yawned as she left the bathroom. She reached the bed, lifted the blanket, and Jiang Dandan hugged her. Countless branches of the red Yan Liu spread out, covering the entire bed and concealing her.
Agares: "..."
The next morning.
Jiang Si was woken up by Jiang Dandan's nudge. She picked up the egg and kissed it twice.
The dark-colored ginger egg gently tapped the ginger shreds' face with its shell.
Jiang Si exclaimed, "My darling, are you kissing me back?"
Jiang Dandan: "..."
Yeah yeah.
Reciprocity is key.
You kiss me, I kiss you.
"Alright, alright, stop banging your face, you've swollen it up." Jiang Si grabbed Jiang Dandan, who was banging her face like a chick pecking at rice: "If you're so capable, hatch from your shell and become a little mudfish, then you can bang me as hard as you want!"
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