Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don't Be Too Sweet

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"Imperial Doctor, how is His Highness?" Wei Zi stood at the head of the bed, hi eyebrows locked tightly.

"His Highness is suffering from hysteria triggered by shock again. When his fever subsides, he will slowly wake up."

"Thank you very much, Doctor."

After taking the prescription and sending the doctor and his attendants out of the palace, Wei Zi once again returned to the compartment he had just been in.

On the bed, the young man who was supposed to be unconscious opened his eyes, his eyes clear. "Are they gone?"

Wei Zi nodded and sighed. "Your Highness, your actions were too dangerous, wounding the enemy by a thousand and injuring yourself by eight hundred. If your calculations were off, and I didn't show up in time…"

"There's no if." The young man retorted. "What's going on in the palace?"

"His Majesty was furious. All the royal children and courtiers present at that time were punished. The Third Prince was put in solitary confinement and temporarily not allowed to meddle in the court affairs anymore, and His Majesty also stripped several others of their titles." After a pause, Wei Zi added, "I heard that the Third Prince has always insisted that he was wrongly accused and was being plotted against."

The young man's eyes flickered.

He was the one who deliberately spilled the liquor, and he was the one who deliberately let the three princes knock over the oil lamp. The fire was also his own machination.

In the struggle for imperial power, one would rise and one would fall. When others took more, you could take less, and vice versa.

Those people have been working to drive him stupid and crazy. They seized his fire phobia and tried countless attempts to test him. If so, why not use the trick to trample them down.

Besides, he wanted this opportunity to overcome his demons.

He couldn't have weaknesses.

It turned out he did well. He made it through. He finally wasn't swayed by his demons.

He wasn't crazy.

The windows were decorated with festive red everywhere, and the boy was unconsciously reminded of that small village, that farmhouse.

They must celebrating a very happy New Year.

While his New Year would have to be carefully calculated for every step afterwards.

At night, in one corner of the palace, a gorgeous woman unfolded a letter and looked at the two words written on it, "Shengsheng?".

"Yes, these are the words that the Nanling King murmured when he was unconscious. I heard it clearly this time!"

"Go investigate. Don't limit it to Xuzhou. Check all the surrounding area, and if you find out, take that person back."

"Yes!"

*

The New Year in Xinghua Village was another lively event.

Red Spring Festival couplets were posted on the doorstep of every household with festive New Year's paintings on the door panels.

On the first day of the year, they opened their doors early and prepared sweets and snacks for the children who came to pay their respects.

Liu Yusheng, who was wearing her new cotton-padded coat with her hair tied up in buns, was mingling in the midst of a bunch of little carrot heads. With her followers behind, they scuttled to the East and West and recited a few auspicious and pleasant words to every house, then grabbed a handful of candy and melon seeds and stuffed them in their pockets. In no time, their pockets were bulging.

Her two older brothers felt that they were too old and could no longer engage in this kind of embarrassing activity, so they didn't accompany her. Liu Yusheng also enjoyed herself.

She actually could eat those foods at home, but she just wanted to enjoy the atmosphere.

Nibbling on snacks from hundreds of households, listening to the children singing festive nursery rhymes, burying firecrackers together under the snow and blowing up snow castles… These could only be done carefree at this age.

After dinner in the evening, the three siblings gathered round to count their red envelopes, and every now and then, a yell would break out.

"Weighing it in one hand, I guess it's a little more than last year's. This is only from Mom and Aunt!"

"Hey! It's pure silver! With such a generous offer, it must be from Grandma!"

"Come on! Only five Wen! There's no need to think; this must be from dad!"

The loud chanting made the elders of the Liu family in between tears and laughter, and also simmer with laughter.

Before putting the New Year's money away and drifting off to sleep, Liu Yusheng thought, happiness is probably like this.

To be accompanied by your closest family and live a long, peaceful life.

Their concern and love were enough to fill the blank spaces in her life.

The excitement of the New Year lasted until the end of the Lantern Festival, and only then did it slowly dissipate.

The people who had been cats all winter also began to slowly come out and move about, preparing for the coming spring.

Liu Yusheng planned to build an orchard in Xinghua Ridge, which she had previously purchased, and grow herbs in between them.

The preliminary preparations were enough to keep her busy for a while.

By the time Qian Wanjin returned from the capital, it was already March and the ice and snow melted.

The spring planting was in full swing in the village.

After the snow melted, the Liu family hired people to help plough the Xinghua Ridge and just waited for the seedlings to be planted.

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