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

Chapter 1103: Chapter 1103: Seeing Hope (Third Update)_1 Chapter 1103: Chapter 1103: Seeing Hope (Third Update)_1 “`

After dinner, Yang Wenxiao, who had been sitting in the courtyard of Da’an Palace all day, finally returned to the Main Hall.

After he rested, Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang also went back to the back hall, the two bathed and washed up, then blew out the candles to sleep.

The moon was high in the sky, and the night was deep and silent.

Apart from the sounds made by the imperial guards during their patrols, no other noises could be heard in the palace.

At the fourth watch of the night, a red wind seemed to pass through the Main Hall of Da’an Palace. After the wind had passed, a transparent white plastic bag appeared at the entrance of the Main Hall.

The four palace maids standing at the entrance of the Main Hall rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.

However, when their gaze fell upon the bag on the ground, they were shocked, certain they hadn’t been seeing things, and quickly knocked on the door to call for Yang Wenxiao.

Yang Wenxiao had just lain down; he had slept a lot during the day and hence did not feel sleepy at night.

As time went by, his annoyance and unease grew, tossing and turning until he finally fell into a light sleep deep into the night.

Just as he had fallen asleep, he was awakened, and though he was a bit irritable, his sleepiness and irritability immediately vanished when he saw what the palace maids brought to him.

He swallowed, lifting his shaking arm, “Present, present it to me.”

The palace maid immediately placed the bag on the table in front of him.

“Light the candles, light the candles!” he called eagerly.

Two palace maids each holding a candlestick stood beside him.

There were already two large candles on the table, and now with two more brought over, four large candles lit the area near the table as if it were daytime, allowing Yang Wenxiao to clearly see the folded piece of paper inside the bag.

His arm shook even more violently, and the simple act of untying the butterfly knot took an exceedingly long time.

When the bag was finally opened, he didn’t bother to look at the golden yellow corn kernels, but picked up the piece of paper that was on top of them. His arm no longer trembling, he held it tightly in both hands, carefully yet quickly unfolding it.

What caught his eye was the familiar writing with missing strokes, containing only a few sparse sentences:

The bowl of rice that my master sent you back then was just ordinary rice, only it had a drop of Divine Liquid mixed in, hence it could save lives.

Divine Liquid is formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and can only be born after three months; after three months, retrieve the Divine Liquid from the secret tunnel in Anping Village.

This golden yellow thing is called maize; it is a high-yield, easy-to-grow, and tasty crop, suitable to become the sixth grain.

I hope it spreads quickly, so that Daqi will never again worry about famine.

“She, she…” His once steady arms started shaking again, Yang Wenxiao’s nose tingled, and big teardrops welled up in his eyes, some falling onto the paper, immediately leaving watermarks. He quickly set the paper down on the table.

The panic, annoyance, and tension he had suppressed released all at once, and he buried his face in his bed, his body trembling as he wept.

In the midst of despair, he had seen hope; Lord in heaven, you’re still on my side.

No, not the Lord in heaven, but Liuli, it was Liuli helping him.

It had always been Liuli helping him.

To encounter such a confidante in life, what more could he ask for!

Yang Wenxiao cried for a full quarter of an hour, and after that quarter of an hour, he finally cried himself out, and his agitated emotions slowly settled down.

A palace maid came over with warm water, he washed his face, and then took a few sips of tea to moisten his throat.

Now that the most pressing issue had been resolved, he began to pay attention to other details.

Holding the paper that seemed like an Immortal Elixir in his hands, he turned to look at the maize on the table, grasped a handful in his other hand, examined it carefully in his palm, then picked up a kernel and placed it in his mouth.

It was very hard. With his teeth, he couldn’t bite through it at all.

“Go and summon the Emperor to come here, and the Crown Prince too,” he ordered.

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