They feel that working for such a Princess Consort is worth the effort, no matter how tiring it is.
Not far away, Zhao Zun was also holding a shovel and clearing the grounds when he inadvertently looked up and saw this scene.
His gaze fell on Han Lei, filled with gentleness and appreciation.
The corners of his lips curled slightly as he murmured to himself, "Heaven has indeed favored me, to have encountered such a woman."
A gentle breeze blew across the mountain, carrying a trace of coolness.
Han Lei's figure shone brightly in the sunlight, her smile and the tools in her hand were deeply imprinted in the hearts of every laborer.
With many hands, the work went faster. Digging, drilling holes, erecting supports, installing—dozens of laborers worked together, sweating as they toiled.
In less than three hours, a roughly two hundred square meter shed was erected.
The glow of the setting sun fell on the freshly constructed shed with colorful steel tiles, casting a warm golden hue.
