Four days had passed since the Emperor spent the night in the Cold Palace. He hadn't come again since. In truth, they hadn't done anything that night; they had simply slept peacefully, and nothing more. Those steamy, passionate scenes never occurred...
On December 5th, the heavy snow fell for four days and four nights, finally stopping on the fifth day.
For the past four days, Guan Zhiyue hadn't left the house for a single moment. It was so cold outside, and the courtyard was piled high with thick snow. The palace servants in the Cold Palace had started sitting together again.
Guan Zhiyue had some unusual thoughts as she looked at the snow in the courtyard.
"Bilian, don't you think it's such a waste to leave this snow in the yard and let it melt!"
Bilian looked at her mistress with a puzzled expression and asked curiously, "Then what does Your Majesty wish to do?"
Guan Zhiyue walked back and forth in the house with her arms crossed, and finally thought for a moment and said, "Let's shovel it all into the house behind the mountain?"
"Oh? Your Majesty, do you know how much manpower this will require?"
Guan Zhiyue shared her thoughts: "The snow melts into water. If we don't get the snow into the terraced fields behind the mountain, wouldn't that be a waste?"
Although Bilian did not understand her mistress's intentions, she still knew that she had to obey her master's orders, so she went to the room where the palace servants lived and conveyed Guan Zhiyue's message.
Although the palace servants were very curious, they did as they were told. Guan Zhiyue watched as they started working in the courtyard, shoveling, filling, and transporting snow with basins, buckets, winnowing baskets, shovels, hoes, and the like. She was eager to try it herself.
Guan Zhiyue not only thought about it, but she also did it. Yes, she did it with righteous indignation. Her actions made all the palace servants work even harder, and the already thick snow was almost completely shoveled from the entire Cold Palace to the back mountain.
Bilian, drenched in sweat, asked Guan Zhiyue, who was wiping her sweat beside her, "Your Majesty, this servant does not understand why you want to shovel all the snow in the courtyard to the back mountain?"
Guan Zhiyue looked around and saw that the snow had been cleared away from the roof of her entire Cold Palace. She nodded with satisfaction. "Because it can melt into water, I need to fill my terraced fields with water."
Upon hearing Guan Zhiyue's words, everyone couldn't help but raise their hands to their foreheads. They had been busy for most of the day just to make the snow melt and turn into water?
Guan Zhiyue returned to her room, unconcerned. She was going to take a shower; it felt wonderful to break a sweat in this cold weather.
"Your Highness, please take a bath first! This servant will go find you a change of clothes right away," Bilian said, reminding Guan Zhiyue, who was standing at the door of the room, seemingly lost in thought.
Guan Zhiyue nodded to indicate that she understood, and then went to the washroom to wash up thoroughly.
"Bilian, tell me, how can I become the richest person in this Nanding Kingdom?" Guan Zhiyue asked Bilian, who was making her bed, as she sat in front of the dressing table, drying her hair.
Upon hearing Guan Zhiyue's words, Bilian stopped making the bed, turned around, walked behind Guan Zhiyue, took the towel from her hand, and gently dried her hair from behind. Without thinking, she said, "Then I guess Your Majesty won't have that chance."
Guan Zhiyue asked with some surprise, "What do you mean?"
"Because our Nanding Kingdom now has the richest man in the world!"
Guan Zhiyue was shocked. Who the hell was this person who had taken her place as the world's richest person?
Who is it?
Bilian was somewhat taken aback and stopped wiping. She found it unbelievable, but still kindly explained.
"Of course, he's the second most handsome man in our Nanding Kingdom."
"Holy crap, what the heck? So many handsome guys?"
"Didn't you say that the Carefree King was the second most handsome man? How come he's now the number one richest man? Are there really that many handsome men?" Guan Zhiyue asked incredulously.
Bilian looked at Guan Zhiyue with amusement, unsure of what to say next.
"Well, Your Majesty, our Emperor is the number one handsome man, and Prince Xiaoyao is naturally the second most handsome. But if we're talking about Lan Shanqi, he can also be ranked second. After all, he's rich, handsome, and has connections." Bilian's eyes sparkled when she talked about him, showing even more admiration than when she talked about Li Qiji.
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian, who was staring at the stars, and then at her own hair, which was almost twisted into a mess. She quickly shattered Bilian's fantasy.
"Well, Bilian, I've never met this Lan Shanqi you mentioned, so don't even think about it. In that case, your mother will try to become the second richest person in Nanding Kingdom! Since he's already number one, I guess I can't beat him anyway, so I'll be more realistic and aim for second place!"
Guan Zhiyue was focused on making money and didn't want her to keep nagging, so she looked at Bilian and said, "Fix my hair, let's go play in the Imperial Garden."
"Oh, Your Majesty, what are you doing in the Imperial Garden on such a cold day?"
Guan Zhiyue thought for a moment and said rather quietly, "Let's go admire the flowers, otherwise what are we going to do in the Imperial Garden?"
Bilian had no idea what her mistress was up to, but judging from her darting eyes, she knew her mistress was up to no good again. So she simply styled her hair into a simple bun and paired it with a royal blue dress and a black cloak.
After getting dressed, Guan Zhiyue did some light makeup, and a chubby little girl suddenly appeared. Sure enough, although she was a bit chubby, as long as she was clean, she still looked acceptable.
"Not bad, they look presentable. Bilian, let's take the little basket and go!"
"Your Highness, aren't you going to the Imperial Garden to admire the flowers? Why did you bring a basket?"
Guan Zhiyue rolled her eyes at Bilian, clearly annoyed. Of course, she went to pick flowers.
“The Imperial Garden must be where they’re picking flowers!” Guan Zhiyue’s words startled Bilian so much that she fell on her bottom.
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian, who was following behind her, and saw that she had sat down on the ground. She turned around and helped her up, somewhat speechless.
"How could you be so careless? The snow has all been shoveled; the ground shouldn't be slippery anymore!"
Bilian remained firmly on the ground, refusing to get up, her legs appearing weak.
"Bilian, what's wrong with you?"
Bilian looked at Guan Zhiyue with the eyes of someone looking at a monster, really not understanding how her empress could have such a bold idea, and looked at her with a hint of disappointment.
"Your Majesty, are you aware that the flowers in the Imperial Garden cannot be picked without the Emperor's order?"
Guan Zhiyue looked at Bilian sitting on the ground with an innocent expression and said, "I don't know, but it would be such a waste not to pick them!"
Bilian just wants to sit on the ground and never get up. Oh earth, please seal my buttocks...
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