In order to make Lu Ziyuan give up easily, Zhong Muyu assigned him a lot of work on the second and third days, which, combined with his original official duties, made him feel overwhelmed.
Zhiyu felt very sorry for him: "Your Highness, let's go back to the palace. The Princess Consort is clearly just trying to make you tired. She doesn't even give us any work to do."
"No need. As long as she's happy, that's all that matters. Besides, I don't feel tired at all; on the contrary, I feel very fulfilled."
Chengfeng looked at the dark circles under Lu Ziyuan's eyes and remained noncommittal.
These past two days, they've watched the prince work non-stop for half the day and stay up half the night.
The princess once told him a story about a "fool in love," and the prince's current state is exactly like that of the character in the story.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
At that moment, applause rang out from outside the door.
Zhong Muyu walked in with a smile: "What you said touched me, and I almost couldn't bear to tire you out any further."
But where is there even a trace of emotion or reluctance on that smiling face?
Upon seeing this, Chengfeng and Zhiyu immediately withdrew. Zhong Muyu placed her hands on the table and looked down at Lu Ziyuan.
Lu Ziyuan smiled and looked up: "Since you're touched, can you give your husband a reward?"
"...You deserve a reward."
It will make you give up.
Zhong Muyu straightened up: "I need to go back to Qingshui Village for a while. Would Your Highness like to come along?"
"certainly."
"The scenery there is beautiful and clear, it can help you relax. After all, it would be my responsibility if you worked yourself to death."
Lu Ziyuan reminded him, "If I die and you have no children, you may remarry."
"Oh! That's great? It's a pity I'm not the kind of ruthless person. I wouldn't feel at ease if I killed you."
Lu Ziyuan smiled triumphantly and pulled Zhong Muyu into his arms: "But I think you're reluctant to part with her."
"I'm not reluctant to part with it... Never mind."
Zhong Muyu could tell that Lu Ziyuan's voice was tired. He hadn't slept more than eight hours in the past three days. It looked like she was being held by Lu Ziyuan, but in reality, it was Lu Ziyuan leaning on her.
Hearing Zhong Muyu's words, Lu Ziyuan's smile became even more triumphant.
Of course, Zhong Muyu didn't care about these things. She just immediately sent him to the room: "Go and sleep for half an hour. We'll leave when you wake up."
Zhong Muyu sighed. She was the one who was tormenting him, but she felt like he was the one controlling her.
The two men, carrying a pile of belongings, returned to Qingshui Village in a sturdy oxcart.
Upon hearing that Zhong Muyu had returned, along with Lu Ziyuan, Uncle Zheng and his wife immediately busied themselves welcoming them.
They said that during the days Zhong Muyu was away, her room was always cleaned, and the experimental field in the backyard was always taken care of by them.
Zhong Muyu was very grateful for this. After putting down her things, she changed into some lighter clothes and went to the backyard.
Lu Ziyuan naturally followed, and when he saw the lush green plants on the large patch of land in the backyard, his eyes widened in amazement.
"Did you grow all of these?"
Zhong Muyu rolled her eyes at him: "Who else could it be but me?"
Lu Ziyuan touched the corn leaves: "What kind of plants are these? Why have I never seen them before?"
"Because these are all plants that Yuan Qi doesn't have, of course you wouldn't recognize them."
Zhong Muyu checked their growth one by one without looking up.
Where did you get these plants?
"Bought from a foreign merchant."
Knowing she would use this excuse, Lu Ziyuan realized she was a foreign businessman again.
"What kind of plant is this next to me?"
Zhong Muyu did not answer. Lu Ziyuan only saw a book fly towards him out of thin air, and he quickly caught it with both hands.
What's going on? Where did she hide such a big book?
Suppressing his questions, Lu Ziyuan opened the book and saw that it listed the names of these plants, along with colorful illustrations.
Zhong Muyu said, "Remember this well, and you'll need to take care of them these next few days."
"If we had this book, everything would be much clearer. But your book is truly amazing; the illustrations are exactly like the real thing."
"Yes, after all, it was drawn by a printer."
"A printer? I'd really like to meet this artist."
"Haha, let's talk about it another time."
Zhong Muyu chuckled and brushed it off. These plants were growing well, free of pests, and would be ready for harvest in the fall.
Eat some, save some as seeds, and carry them forward. In the future, Yuanqi's food will not only be more diverse and abundant, but famine can also be effectively avoided.
On the other side, Lu Ziyuan was indeed carefully reading that book.
After reading it, he kept nodding, his expression solemn: "If these plants can be widely planted, we will no longer have to worry about famine."
"That's what I was thinking. When the harvest comes, I'll save some seeds and give them to you. You're a prince, so it would be perfect for you to promote them."
"Zhong Muyu, you are truly my great hero, no, you are the great hero of the entire Yuanqi!"
Lu Ziyuan was excited and didn't mind the mud on Zhong Muyu's body. He picked her up and spun her around.
"Wow! Put me down! I'll hit something!"
Zhong Muyu screamed.
Lu Ziyuan put Zhong Muyu on the ground: "If you act like this, there's even less chance I'll let you go."
"Ha! I'm doing this for myself, for the people, not for you. You're far from being able to keep me here."
Zhong Muyu pried his arm away and went to tend to the other plants. While tending to them, she didn't forget to instruct Lu Ziyuan: "Pull out those weeds, I'm going to fertilize them later!"
What he just said seemed to have given Lu Ziyuan even more fighting spirit. Weeding? What's so difficult about that!
And so, Lu Ziyuan was bossed around by Zhong Muyu all day. By the time he returned to his room to rest, he was completely exhausted.
Farming is really tiring.
That night, Zhiyu stayed here. It was the first time he had seen the princess living here. Besides her cooking skills, Zhiyu's impression of Zhong Muyu changed a lot.
But how could she order the prince to work in the fields?
"Your Highness, please let me handle those matters tomorrow."
Lu Ziyuan waved his hand: "No need. Doing these things is not only for Zhong Muyu, but also for me. Having experienced the labor of farmers, I know how hard it is to earn a bowl of porridge and a meal."
"Your Highness is right, but can your body withstand this if things continue like this?"
Lu Ziyuan smiled and said, "She won't stay like this forever; she can't bear to."
"ah?"
Zhiyu didn't understand; the princess seemed very willing to part with it.
Lu Ziyuan simply smiled and remained silent.
The following day, Zhong Muyu decided to take Lu Ziyuan hunting in the mountains.
Actually, she originally wanted Lu Ziyuan to go with Uncle Zheng to chop firewood, but seeing Uncle Zheng's terrified look, she decided against it.
Furthermore, the village is not like a restaurant; ingredients are scarce, and meat is especially precious. If Lu Ziyuan is tired from working every day and is made to eat only vegetables, Zhong Muyu will feel guilty.
Even the most heartless bosses are no different.
So when Lu Ziyuan heard Zhong Muyu say that he was going hunting, he was quite happy.
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