He has been in office for twenty years.
The land is suffering from a severe drought, and the Ninth Prince is now a three-year-old child.
Six months after his birth, it never rained again in Nandingguo, and this continued until the twentieth year of Zhenggan.
There are rumors that the current Ninth Prince is a jinx to the world, that he brought endless disasters from birth, that he is a god of misfortune, and that he is not accepted by the world!
Upon hearing these rumors, Guan Zhiyue desperately wanted to give away her personal space to alleviate the drought, but she couldn't.
She has been trying her best to make amends, and Emperor Li Qiji has also opened the granaries to provide supplies to the people of the south. He has done everything he should have done.
But the sky still didn't rain, what could he do?
They are not gods and cannot know whether it will rain in Nanding Kingdom.
Guan Zhiyue knew that there were artificial rainmaking devices in modern times, but she didn't have any!
She doesn't have a spatial dimension, nor is it omnipotent or powerful.
At this moment, Guan Zhiyue also realized that space was only an auxiliary tool for her, not an omnipotent one.
"Yue'er, you're pregnant, please don't torture yourself like this anymore."
"Not for me, but for the baby in your belly, is that alright?"
Li Qiji began to lose weight at a visible rate; the drought had lasted for nearly three years.
Li Qiji, who once had a standard figure, is now so thin that he is practically skin and bones.
Rosamund Kwan looked a bit rounder due to her pregnancy, but she was still not as healthy as before.
Both of them were sickly thin; you could even see their loose skin if you looked directly at them.
And those protruding bones looked so abrupt and tragic.
Yes, Rosamund Kwan is pregnant again, this time with a singleton. They haven't checked the baby's gender yet.
None of that matters to them anymore; what matters most now is how to solve the water shortage problem.
A severe drought struck the land, displacing people and causing them to wander from country to country.
There are even rumors of cannibalism on the streets, and now the people have no harvest.
Even if Guan Zhiyue suggested planting dry rice, they could still make a living, but how can people live without water?
Even with food, without water, people cannot survive, and they are forced to displace themselves and head towards places with water.
But the drought is widespread, and it's not just one country that's suffering.
The neighboring countries were all experiencing severe drought. When the drought struck, Yuan Ningsu began writing letters for help, but even with food, there was nothing he could do to help without water!
When the great drought began in the seventeenth year of the Zhenggan reign, Li Qiji ordered the people of Nanding to start digging wells to store water. However, no matter how many wells there were, they could not withstand two and a half years of drought!
"I feel so useless. I possess a magical treasure, which should be put to good use at this time."
But she was completely helpless! Guan Zhiyue sat dejectedly at the round table, looking at the book in her hand, feeling a headache coming on.
She couldn't accept it, and she didn't have the ability to change it; she felt utterly useless.
“Yue’er, this has nothing to do with you. This has nothing to do with anyone else. This is God playing a joke on us. This is something that we humans cannot control,” Li Qiji said.
Guan Zhiyue really wanted to say, "There are people who can control the rain! There are people who can help!"
There is a way! But she doesn't know how!
"I understand, Your Majesty. You may go ahead with your work. I need some peace and quiet. Please check on Jing Sheng."
He is innocent, and the world should not pin this crime on a child.
He shouldn't have to endure this. Guan Zhiyue helped him, her belly nearly ten months pregnant, and carefully moved him onto the bed.
Her eyes were red and swollen, with a tear still clinging to the corner of her eye, making her look truly pitiful.
But at this moment, Li Qiji didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to comfort Guan Zhiyue and tell her not to grieve in secret anymore.
She should pull herself together and set a good example for the children, but he can't!
He couldn't speak either!
"Alright, then you lie down for a while. The midwife and maid are waiting at the door."
If you feel unwell, just smash this cup on the bedside table, and they'll come in.
After giving his instructions, Li Qiji left and headed towards the prince's residence.
Guan Zhiyue lay flat on the bed, her protruding belly giving her a strange sense of comfort. She raised her hand and gently stroked her belly, her voice slightly choked, but still relatively normal.
"My child, you must be good. Your mother longs for your safe birth, even though the circumstances are not good now."
But your mother still wants you to be born safely into this world.
Guan Zhiyue stroked him intermittently, while Li Qiji had already found Li Jingsheng hiding inside the house, refusing to see anyone.
"Ah Sheng, come out quickly, it's your father, the Emperor. Can you come out and have a chat with your father?"
Li Qiji's tired voice carried a hint of vicissitude, and he even trembled slightly as he spoke!
He felt utterly defeated! He might be a competent king, but not a competent father.
He failed to care for and protect his children, he allowed them to suffer injustice, and he allowed his people to relentlessly attack them.
From the dimly lit room came a sound like a kitten, which made Li Qiji, who was sitting in the middle of the room, smile.
"Father~"
Li Qiji mustered all his energy, raised his hands and patted his cheeks, trying his best to put on a smile.
But his current smile makes him look terrifying, like a devil from hell pointing his fangs at a little white rabbit in the darkness.
"Yes, Father is here. A-Shen, may you come out and let Father see you?"
"Our A-Sheng is the most wonderful being in the world. Father, Mother, and all the brothers and sisters want to see A-Sheng."
Li Qiji tried to control his voice, making it increasingly gentle, the kind of gentle that could melt water.
But the child in the darkness still had a soft, sweet voice, like a newborn kitten, barely breathing!
"Father, everyone says I'm a jinx. Am I really a jinx?"
Li Qiji's voice choked with emotion, and large tears streamed down his face. He quickly raised his hand to wipe them away.
Her voice was firm and bright, "No, our A-Sheng is the best person in the world."
You are someone who brings good fortune to others, not a jinx. Those who slander you are simply jealous of you.
The child spoke again from the darkness, still not believing he could bring good fortune to others.
He knew that his birth would bring a great drought to the world; he was born as a single child and did not bring blessings like his brothers!
"But shortly after my birth, a great drought struck the land. I am the jinx they call me!"
Li Jingsheng's voice trembled helplessly, but if you listened closely, you could also hear a hint of longing in it.
He longed for confirmation, he longed for light, he longed for the future!
He wanted to prove to everyone that he wasn't a jinx, but he couldn't!
He is a jinx, a jinx that brings great drought to the world.
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