Chapter 83 is impossible to pass!
"Flying Swallow".
The King of Southern Xinjiang had a deep, magnetic voice.
There wasn't a trace of jealousy in his voice.
Are you still worried about returning to Dayu?
He walked over to Yu Feiyan.
Without making a sound, she pushed Bai Yue, who was massaging Yu Feiyan's legs, aside.
He squatted down naturally.
She skillfully took over the task of massaging the legs.
"Actually, you can go back whenever you want."
"I am ready to accompany the Queen at any time."
As he spoke.
He glanced indifferently at the male concubines around him.
Her tone carried a hint of the authority of an "empress".
"As for these people..."
"The journey to Dayu is long."
"Too many people would be a burden."
"Why bring so many irrelevant people along, only to annoy the Empress Dowager?"
"Don't you think so?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Feiyan...
He nodded thoughtfully.
really.
If we take these dozen or so people back with us.
A grand and imposing procession.
That really looked like a protest.
What if the Empress Dowager has a heart condition and can't handle this stimulation?
We still need to keep a low profile.
Let's cover it up.
"you're right."
Yu Feiyan waved her hand.
"Alright, you may all leave."
"Those who need to practice dancing should practice dancing, and those who need to play the flute should play the flute."
"Don't just stand there."
The group of male concubines instantly wilted like eggplants after a frost.
They all gave Yu Feiyan a mournful look.
He glared angrily at the King of Southern Xinjiang.
Only then did he reluctantly retreat.
The King of Southern Xinjiang watched their departing figures.
A slight smile, like that of a victor, curved his lips.
mock up.
You dare to challenge me?
You guys are still too green!
Just then.
Suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the hall.
"Report..."
"Your Majesty!"
"The envoy from the Great Yu has arrived!"
"High-yield, high-quality seeds have been delivered!"
Yu Feiyan suddenly stood up.
His eyes lit up instantly.
"quick!"
"Announce it immediately!"
Not long after.
Several weary craftsmen and officials walked in.
A long line of people carrying boxes followed behind.
"Greetings, Grand Princess!"
"By order of the Empress and the Empress Dowager."
"A special grant of 1,000 shi (a unit of dry measure) of high-yield seeds! And 100 sets of new agricultural tools!"
"In addition, there are a thousand taels of gold and a hundred bolts of silk!"
The official read out the gift list.
They had someone open the box.
All I could see were those boxes.
It was filled with golden seeds.
There are also all sorts of exquisitely crafted farm tools.
Yu Feiyan stepped forward.
Grab a handful of seeds.
Her eyes instantly welled up with tears.
"This is..."
"Is this the newest superior breed from the Great Yu?"
"Mother, is she still worried about whether her daughter has enough to eat?"
The official smiled and cupped his hands in greeting, saying:
"Exactly!"
"The Empress Dowager also gave specific instructions."
"These last two boxes are special gifts for Your Highness."
As he spoke.
Two guards carried in a long, rectangular brocade box.
I opened it and took a look.
Inside lay several slick, menacing tiger bone whips!
There are also several thick books.
The covers read "Postpartum Care of Sows", "Guide to Taming Large Predators", and "A Quick Guide to Veterinary Medicine".
Yu Feiyan and Aman were both stunned.
The two exchanged a glance.
They both saw shock and emotion in each other's eyes.
Yu Feiyan stroked the whip.
His voice trembled slightly.
"Mother..."
"So Mother knew everything!"
"She didn't blame me at all."
"They even sent me a handy weapon!"
"And these books..."
"She's worried that my pet lion and tiger cubs will get sick!"
"Waaaaah!"
"There's no one better than my mother in this world!"
Ah Man clapped his hands with joy.
"I knew it!"
"Your grandmother loved you the most!"
"This whip looks much sturdier than the ones we use now!"
"It must hurt even more if you whip someone!"
The King of Southern Xinjiang stood to one side.
At this moment, silence fell.
He looked at the whips.
I felt a chill run down my back.
It used to be a whip.
How many cigarettes do you smoke in rotation now?
Is this the kind of "care" that comes from a mother-in-law?
This love.
It's too heavy!
He looked into Yu Feiyan's bright, sparkling eyes, which seemed to be burning with flames.
A sudden sense of foreboding washed over me.
That's a look that suggests they're up to no good!
really.
The next second.
Yu Feiyan suddenly tucked the whip into her waistband.
He shouted with boundless pride:
"Someone come here!"
"Prepare the horses!"
"I am taking Aman back to Dayu right now!"
"I want to thank my mother in person!"
"And that little niece, the Empress, whom I've never met before!"
Upon hearing this, the King of Southern Xinjiang...
He quickly stepped forward.
His face was plastered with a fawning smile.
"Feiyan, then this king..."
"My luggage has been packed long ago."
Are we setting off together?
However.
A slender yet powerful hand.
It was pressed directly onto his chest.
They ruthlessly pushed him back.
Yu Feiyan looked at him.
His face was full of earnest meaning.
What are you going to do?
Look at these!
She pointed to the seeds and farm tools scattered on the ground.
"These are wonderful gifts from my mother and my little niece!"
"They are the hope of the people of southern Xinjiang!"
"I don't trust anyone else with something this important."
"Only you!"
"My most trusted husband!"
"Stay here and personally lead the people in planting these high-yield, high-quality seeds."
"This is truly a great achievement!"
The King of Southern Xinjiang was completely dumbfounded.
"no..."
"Feiyan, I can send the ministers..."
"No!"
Yu Feiyan interrupted him.
His eyes were firm.
"You're the one I want to go!"
"Everything has been implemented!"
"You should just stay home and farm."
"I also read those books on pig farming while I was at it."
"Wait until I get back, I'm going to check your homework!"
After saying that.
Yu Feiyan gave the King of Southern Xinjiang no chance to refute her.
He picked up Aman in one swift motion.
They rushed out of the main hall in a flurry of activity.
He left behind only a dashingly elegant silhouette.
The King of Southern Xinjiang extended his hand.
He watched them leave with a heartbroken expression.
A few fallen leaves were swept up by the strong wind.
It looked particularly desolate.
He looked at the pile of seeds on the ground.
I also looked at the book "Postpartum Care of Sows".
Two lines of clear tears.
Finally, I couldn't hold back and tears started flowing.
This day.
I can't live like this anymore!
The mother-in-law gave him a whip.
My wife wants me to farm.
He was the dignified King of the Southern Frontier.
In the end, it was all for naught!