Five days later, on November 25th.
The weather is getting colder and colder. The trees outside have already lost all their leaves, but in the courtyard of the Cold Palace, there are more and more leaves. Guan Zhiyue frowned in displeasure, but the leaves continued to fall.
"Bilian, from now on, sweep the fallen leaves twice a day!"
Bilian looked at Guan Zhiyue with some surprise. When the leaves start to fall, don't people sweep them countless times a day? Why is her mistress only allowing her to sweep twice now?
"Yes, Your Highness, I understand."
Guan Zhiyue has now lost weight to 162 pounds. Her weight loss space has increased from 18 bricks to 22 bricks, her bamboo house has increased from one floor to two floors, and her space level has increased to level 10.
After Guan Zhiyue upgraded her space, she asked Xiao Tuantuan for a lot of seeds, all of which were grain seeds that were not available in this Nan Ding Kingdom.
For example, high-yield grain crops such as peanuts, corn, potatoes, sweet potatoes, wheat, sugarcane, and cotton.
She planted all of these things in her own space, in the black soil. The space wasn't big, but she marked out a spot for each kind of seed.
Looking at the warehouse filled with neatly arranged, large ginseng roots shaped like white radishes, Guan Zhiyue's eyelids twitched uncontrollably. The sight of a vast field of ginseng growing in the ground made her feel dizzy.
"Little Tuantuan, do you think we should stop planting these ginseng plants?"
"That won't do."
"Host, these are your money-making treasures! I need to help you grow more ginseng."
Guan Zhiyue: "..."
Guan Zhiyue withdrew her spiritual sense, looked at Bilian who was busy beside her, and said after thinking for a moment, "Bilian, go and contact my second brother and tell him that I have something for him to take back to my maternal grandmother and paternal grandmother."
Bilian nodded without thinking, put down what she was holding, and ran towards the door. Guan Zhiyue was still lying on the rocking chair in the corridor, rocking back and forth. What a pleasant life!
"Sigh! Life in the cold palace is really enjoyable!" Guan Zhiyue stretched her arms comfortably with her eyes closed and continued to swing them.
"Yue'er, you seem to have lost even more weight since I last saw you a few days ago."
When Guan Zhiyue opened her eyes, she saw a magnified handsome face right in front of her. The distance was so short that Guan Zhiyue could easily kiss the handsome man in front of her with just a slight tilt of her head.
Guan Zhiyue quickly turned her head, raised her hand to push away Li Qishang's handsome face, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Why do you walk so quietly?"
Li Qishang tossed his hair, sat down on a chair, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "There is a sound. Yue'er, you're just too engrossed in your thoughts."
"I just couldn't hear you walking."
Li Qishang didn't refute it. After all, it was normal for martial artists to walk lightly. He smiled and asked, "If there's no sound, then there's no sound. But Yue'er, what are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed."
Guan Zhiyue sat up from the rocking chair and looked at Li Qishang sitting beside her, asking, "Nothing, what brings you here?"
Li Qishang smiled and glanced at Guan Zhiyue, then swiftly opened the folding fan in his hand, fanning himself with what he considered a very cool and dashing air.
Guan Zhiyue rolled her eyes and couldn't help but complain, "Why are you fanning yourself in the middle of winter? Trying to show off?"
"Something's wrong..."
Upon hearing Guan Zhiyue's words, Li Qishang awkwardly put away his fan, coughed lightly with his hand to his lips, and dared not look Guan Zhiyue in the eye. He glanced at her with a submissive expression.
"Don't scholars and writers all like to carry a fan..."
Guan Zhiyue found it amusing to hear Li Qishang muttering to himself, and looked at him, saying, "Even when you're trying to show off, you have to consider the weather."
These words immediately led Li Qishang to misunderstand, "I knew Yue'er cared about me."
Guan Zhiyue thought to herself, "I don't care about you at all. I just feel a little awkward watching you."
"Uh, hehe, really? As long as you're happy, as long as you're happy."
Guan Zhiyue's life motto is "Never argue with fools," so she lets Li Qishang interpret it however he sees it.
"You still haven't told me why you came here?"
Li Qishang stopped beating around the bush and directly took out a roll of silver notes from his sleeve and handed it to Guan Zhiyue.
"What's this?"
"Why don't you take it apart and see for yourself!"
Guan Zhiyue picked it up with a disgruntled expression, untied the rope binding it, and revealed five silver notes with a face value of one hundred taels.
"Five hundred taels? Where did this come from?"
Li Qishang casually tapped her forehead with his fan and said, "The profit sharing of the hot pot restaurant."
"Wow! It's only been open for a few days, and you already have so much money?"
Li Qishang raised his chin arrogantly and said smugly, "Of course, you should see who's running it."
Seeing his smug expression, Guan Zhiyue jokingly added, "Yes, yes, it's all my fault for being blind. This is a shop personally managed by our Prince Xiaoyao, how can we not make money quickly?"
"Yes, that's for sure. This is just the beginning, Yue'er. You'll see there's a lot more to come."
Guan Zhiyue nodded with satisfaction, looked at him and said, "Why don't you go back and research some new dishes?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qishang looked at Guan Zhiyue and said, "Yue'er, are you trying to get rid of me? My God! You woman, you're so heartless! I personally brought you money, and you're telling me to leave?"
"Yes! Because I'm going to check out the wasteland behind the mountain, you can't go. You have to go back."
Li Qishang was furious when he heard Guan Zhiyue's words. He stood up and pointed at her with his fan, one hand on his hip, looking angry as if he was about to explode. Seeing Guan Zhiyue's innocent look, he snorted, flicked his sleeve, and ran away.
"Hmph, you woman..."
Guan Zhiyue was also quite helpless. How could an outsider be allowed to enter the backyard? To get to the backyard, she had to pass through it. So the main reason she didn't take Li Qishang to the back mountain was to avoid suspicion.
Rumors can be deadly; it's said that a single word can make or break a person. Guan Zhiyue was truly terrified by the rumors surrounding her, especially in this era of absolute imperial power, where she had no choice but to...
"well!"
Guan Zhiyue sighed deeply and headed towards the backyard. She passed through the pavilions and towers and reached the corner of the backyard wall. She then went through the door she had carved out herself and entered her own little world.
The back mountain is now a desolate wasteland. The trees are withered and the lack of green leaves makes it look so bleak. The once high earthen slope has been transformed into terraced fields, and only the rain from the sky can fill those terraced fields with the life-giving spring.
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