Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: Sincerity Brings Spirituality (Second Update)_1 Chapter 1102: Chapter 1102: Sincerity Brings Spirituality (Second Update)_1 Yao Xian naturally refused to leave. After a round of obstinate refusal, Emperor Yongan eventually ordered the guards to drag her away.

The following day, Emperor Yongan forced himself to preside over the early court session. As soon as it was over, and just as he intended to visit Da’an Palace, Yao Xian came again.

Yao Xian, contemplating the few comfortable days she had left, was determined to squeeze some benefits from Emperor Yongan.

In the end, the Emperor and Empress argued their way into Da’an Palace.

Yang Wenxiao sat on a stool, listened to Yao Xian’s demands, then lifted his eyelids and said expressionlessly, “What’s the hurry? You still have Haohao.”

“Haohao has his crown princess; how could he possibly care for his maternal family?” Yao Xian cried and sobbed, wiping tears with a handkerchief. Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, an appearance she never would have shown in front of Emperor Yongan before.

But now, it no longer mattered.

It truly didn’t matter anymore.

Future generations?

The devil take future generations.

Yang Wenxiao could soothe Emperor Yongan with such words, but they couldn’t soothe her.

It was hopeless. She needed to use the time she had left to do more meaningful things.

“Let’s talk when you’re truly poisoned,” Yang Wenxiao said before closing his eyes again. “Ren Zhong, escort the Empress back to Yuexian Palace. Without the Emperor’s or my command, she is not to step out of Yuexian Palace.”

Yao Xian’s petty schemes were not worth his effort; a simple, rough confinement would suffice.

Ren Zhong obeyed and approached Yao Xian, apologizing with “Forgive me, Your Highness,” before reaching for her arm.

Yao Xian certainly resisted, extending her long nails toward Ren Zhong’s face.

Yang Wenxiao’s eyes were closed, yet as if he had a third eye on his forehead, he commanded, “Knock her out.”

At that command, Ren Zhong had no more reservations and struck toward Yao Xian’s nape.

Just as Yao Xian was about to lash out, darkness overcame her, and she fainted immediately.

Ren Zhong signaled the palace maid to lift Yao Xian onto the Phoenix Palanquin, and then they escorted the palanquin back to Yuexian Palace.

Emperor Yongan also ordered a stool to be brought over and sat beside Yang Wenxiao. He sighed, “Father, please do not feel guilty. Your son does not blame you, nor would Zhengzheng.”

“Wait and see,” Yang Wenxiao replied, his voice faint as he sunk into the comfortable chair. “As long as you sit here, you are the ruler of Daqi, the Emperor, and you bear the weight of the entire Daqi. You cannot panic.”

“And remember, if the heart is true, the spirit will follow.”

Upon hearing this, Emperor Yongan gazed at him, then, after a moment, he also closed his eyes.

Usually, at this time, he would be in Da’an Palace meeting with ministers and dealing with state affairs. Having not rested well last night, he decided to rest in Da’an Palace for a while.

He would return to manage state affairs in the afternoon.

He was the Emperor, with the entire Daqi weighing on his shoulders; he could not panic.

Suddenly, it was noon. Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang had already husked ten jin of corn kernels. Qiao Xiaomai took out a transparent Ziploc bag from her space, large and thick enough to hold twenty jin. She poured the corn kernels in, added Tong Sanlang’s letter, then secured it with a ribbon, carefully tying a butterfly knot.

To add to the mystery.

The Ziploc bag, being plastic, was sure to be an indecipherable mystery to the people of this world, quite suitable for the enigmatic Liuli.

After preparing the Ziploc bag, the two of them got up and went to the kitchen to make lunch.

After lunch in Da’an Palace, Emperor Yongan returned to Daming Palace, while Yang Wenxiao continued to sit in the Courtyard, half-awake, half-asleep.

Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang stayed in their own rooms, carefully went over their plan again, and soon, night fell.