Chapter 109: Missing My Daughter

No, we can't drink it; you saved the youngest, this pot of soup is for you." Moreover Uncle Wang said, this rabbit is for making soup for the Princess Consort.

How could they secretly drink it?

Jiang Yunchu smiled, looking at the little girl's stubborn appearance.

Since it's to thank me, then isn't it up to me to decide?" Jiang Yunchu asked.

The little girl reacted a bit, then nodded.

Jiang Yunchu continued to coax gently, "Since it's up to me, I can't finish it, you take it back to drink, will you listen?"

But...

Before the little girl could finish speaking, Jiang Yunchu let out a dainty yawn and then said to her, "I'm sleepy, I want to rest."

She pulled the little girl up, then placed the pot in her arms; the temperature was just right now, not scalding as it was when she first arrived.

Go back now, it's late, watch your step on the way.

Then, the second eldest was pushed out of the room by the Princess Consort, and subsequently, with her looking bewildered, the windows were all shut……

The second eldest looked at the pot in his arms, then at the tightly closed doors and windows.

Alright, she's not a little kid anymore; what is there that she doesn't understand?

After drinking the rabbit soup, Jiang Yunchu felt her belly warm a bit, covered herself with a cloak, lay on the wooden board bed, turned over twice, and then fell asleep.

That night……

The field breeze blew gently, the kerosene lamps gradually went out, and the entire manor fell into darkness.

On a big tree, a man held a wineskin, gazing into the distance, unable to sleep all night.

Like this, yes." Jiang Yunchu introduced to a tenant farmer.

And many tenant farmers gathered around, seeing that Jiang Yunchu was no longer in yesterday's elaborate attire but wore simple male clothing, with straw sandals on her feet, not minding the dirty soil or the dew on the ground.

"Princess Consort, this land is sandy; no matter what you plant, the harvest will be poor," a tenant farmer shouted loudly.

It wasn't meant to look down on Jiang Yunchu; it was just normal speech.

After all, looking at the Princess Consort now, she no longer had yesterday's aloof demeanor and appeared to be a amiable person.

"Sandy land has its own advantages, but many crops aren't suited to grow in sand; leave this plot for me next year, I'll bring students over to use it as an experimental field." Jiang Yunchu turned and said to Wang Han.

Wang Han saw her wearing straw sandals, furrowed his brows, "Yesterday you weren't uncomfortable, were you?"

Today you didn't wear more layers, but instead went into the field and got wet?

The morning dew is cold; it's bad for the body, how come you don't know how to take care of yourself?

"Wang Han?" Jiang Yunchu looked at the dazed Wang Han and gave a reminder.

Wang Han came to his senses, "Alright, we'll keep this plot."

This plot, let's not plant anything.

Wasting the land, the tenant farmers feel guilty in their hearts.

Plant it, though we waste seeds, put in great effort to plant and maintain, but the final harvest truly depends on fate.

Jiang Yunchu took out a notebook, drew the terrain on it, roughly marked the area, and then did a little planning.

However, she didn't give the finished notebook to anyone; these are her habits, making a preliminary plan, but since it's an experimental field, naturally she would bring those children to let them plan and gain insight themselves.

Moreover, splitting it in two, it wouldn't hurt to hold an activity, a competition, letting these kids enjoy the fun of competition during the planting process.

"This year's harvest is good; this year the tenant farmers should all take fifty percent." Jiang Yunchu told Wang Han.

The manor's population is small; everyone works together, and since she knows these matters, she will naturally resolve them.

Rather than letting everyone share the burden.

"Good." Wang Han nodded; no matter how he lowered his head, he could always see Jiang Yunchu's face, looking at that face, it always bore a lively expression.

Jiang Yunchu made a round of inspection in the fields, then walked around the manor, strolled about, and chatted with some children.

"How old are you?" she smiled at a little girl, who was somewhat thin, her complexion sallow, even her hair a bit yellow, clearly malnourished.

However, her face bore an innocent smile.

"Five years old." The little girl was a bit shy, and while speaking, she hid behind her mother.

This woman was precisely the one who helped detoxify the youngest yesterday, the woman who had assisted before.

The woman looked affectionately at her daughter, then said to Jiang Yunchu, "Princess Consort, my daughter is young and doesn't understand things."

Jiang Yunchu shook her head, extended her hand to the little girl, "Come, come over here, I have some candy."

She seemed like a magician; her hand, just empty a moment ago, flipped and lifted, instantly producing two candies.

"Want to eat?" Jiang Yunchu asked with a chuckle.

Perhaps it was her expression that was too gentle, or perhaps her aura was too soft.

The little girl, who had been a bit shy and timid just moments before, slowly peeked out from behind her mother, then glanced at her mother, and step by step approached Jiang Yunchu.

However, she was very polite; she didn't just grab it, but instead widened her eyes and looked at her.

Jiang Yunchu extended her other hand, "How about we hold hands?"

The little girl nodded, placing her hand onto Jiang Yunchu's hand.

As Jiang Yunchu held her small hand, she slipped the candy into her little pocket, chuckling, "We're friends now; this is my gift to you."

The little girl widened her eyes, blinked; she had been a bit dazed, then broke into a big smile.

"Thank you, Princess Consort!" the little girl said cutely.

Yesterday her mother had said, that beautiful person is the Princess Consort, the master of everyone in the manor.

Jiang Yunchu smiled, the stone stool was a bit cool, she felt her lower abdomen start to ache again, so she quickly stood up.

Then she pinched the little one's waist and lifted her up.

"I have a younger sister at home, one year younger than you; I miss her a bit." Jiang Yunchu smiled, her eyes curved, completely different from yesterday's indifference.

Looking at the little girl before her, she thought of Yue Yue, and wondered whether that little one had been well-behaved lately; she had been away from home for many days, surely her family must be worried by now?

She thought of this, handed the little girl to her mother, "All right, I won't delay your work—you're busy, don't worry about me."

She turned around and walked around the village again.

"When can my people come back?" Jiang Yunchu looked at Wang Han.

This person is also a remarkable person.

She knew exactly what her guards were like; she wouldn't be easily fooled, and it was the task she had assigned.

Yet she was deceived, and it was an ongoing deception; for so many days she had detected nothing abnormal, still lost in the mist, unable to leave—one had to say that the person before her was quite capable.

Seeing an honest-looking person, one isn't necessarily truly honest; she had long known this.