I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Princess Qing and her maid returned to the inn.

She felt that what happened on the West Mountain was very strange.

The potatoes suddenly appeared, the little boy suddenly appeared and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She saw all of this with her own eyes.

If it was just my own eyesight that was blurry, it couldn't be that so many people's eyesight was also blurry, right?

She asked the little maid, "Did you also see the purple-dressed kid?"

The little maidservant was terrified and didn't dare to say no or yes. She carefully observed her master's face.

"I...I think I saw it?"

"It seems like did you really see it or not?"

"I, didn't see it? Maybe I was dazzled." The little maid blurted out in horror.

"That's right. There is no such thing as a purple-clad kid falling from the sky. It's just the Grand Minister of Agriculture's people playing tricks. That's what they love to do most."

Princess Qing finally found a suitable explanation.

The little maid nodded hurriedly, agreeing with her master.

Princess Qing stood up and said, "Return to Beijing!"

……

A few people came to the gate of Prince Qing's mansion. The doorman looked around and invited them in.

"Prince Qing, Fu Jichang really got the potato seed blocks on the west mountain of Anzhou. It's a huge pile!"

A thin man recounted what happened.

Prince Qing was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Could it be that there really are gods descending from the West Mountain?

It seems that Li Yunjiong is really going to succeed.

If he really succeeded in growing potatoes, his father would be very pleased, and a large number of court officials would be impressed and would definitely support Li Yunjiong.

He is young, but his father will not die anytime soon.

Li Yunjiong has a chance.

He was determined not to let Li Yunjiong succeed.

However, we cannot rashly stop the planting process in Xishan.

There is only one way, and an evil smile appeared on Prince Qing's face.

He took the battle plan and went to the emperor's bedroom immediately.

Eunuch Fu brought him before the emperor.

Prince Qing knelt before his father and repeated the revised battle plan.

The emperor nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that you have done a lot of homework, but you still need to mobilize the generals at all levels and coordinate with each other, so that we can win the battle when the time, place and people are right."

Prince Qing said respectfully, "Father is right."

Seeing that the emperor looked good, Prince Qing said, "I heard that my fourth brother went to Anzhou and supervised the Minister of Agriculture and the Anzhou government to plant potatoes. My fourth brother is young and it is time for him to study. It is good for him to go out more. I also want to go to Anzhou to help my fourth brother."

The emperor raised his eyelids and glanced at Prince Qing, and asked indifferently, "Are you feeling better now?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern, father!"

Prince Qing's face showed joy.

"That's good. Anzhou has many talented people and beautiful scenery. It would be great if we could grow potatoes. Go help Yun Jiong and relax at the same time. When you have fully recovered, I want you to lead the troops to fight."

"My son, thank you very much, Father!"

Prince Qing was delighted. He thanked his father and followed Eunuch Fu out.

Finally able to leave Beijing, he couldn't wait to visit Anzhou.

There are so many fun things to do in Anzhou.

Especially the Anquan River, with its bright lights, green willows and fragrant air, it is simply too joyful.

He hurried out of the palace, rode his horse, and headed towards Prince Qing's mansion.

As soon as I reached the door, I ran into Princess Qing who had rushed back in a hurry.

The couple entered the house and talked for a few words, then asked someone to prepare the carriage and take some clothes, preparing to go to Anzhou.

It was getting dark when two carriages drove out of Prince Qing's Mansion.

Prince Qing and the Princess were sitting in the carriage. Prince Qing was delighted as he listened to the Princess talk about the situation in Xishan.

It was as if the potatoes had been successfully planted.

It was as if all the credit went to himself.

It was as if he heard his father praising him and the support of all the civil and military officials in the court.

It was getting dark, and the carriage was not moving fast, swaying forward. Prince Qing happily took the princess's hand, played with it in his hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work, princess!"

Seeing her husband in a rare good mood, the princess said coquettishly, "As long as my husband is happy, I can do anything."

The light in the carriage grew dimmer.

Prince Qing held the shy woman in his arms, and his other hand moved restlessly on her body.

Princess Qing understands this little flaw of men. When they are happy, they get easily excited. When they get excited, they lose control of themselves. Once they lose control of themselves, they become impulsive.

However, she liked Prince Qing's impulsiveness.

As long as he doesn't act impulsively outside, it's fine.

But King Qing likes to drink outside and act impulsively.

Anquan River in Anzhou, she really disliked that place.

Prince Qing really liked it very much.

The princess went to Anzhou and rarely went to Dongcheng because there was Anquan River in Dongcheng.

This time when she followed Prince Qing to Anzhou, she was both excited and worried.

The carriage swayed, and Princess Qing had already melted under the caress of Prince Qing.

Prince Qing asked the secret guard driving the carriage in front: "How long will it take to get to Anzhou?"

"Your Majesty, there is still half an hour left!"

Ronning replied.

"Okay, walk slowly, there's no rush to get to Anzhou!" said King Qing.

Of course the princess knew what Prince Qing meant by not being in a hurry.

He is estimating his time.

The princess tried hard to control herself from making any sound, because the person sitting in front of her was a secret guard disguised as a servant.

She is the dignified Princess Qing.

If this gets out, it will be terrible.

But King Qing was extremely talented in this area. He learned it by himself and had superb skills.

"Qing, Prince Qing...be gentle...ah..."

The princess' voice was intermittent and fragmented.

Lang Ning was already used to it, but this was the first time he met Prince Qing and the Princess.

His face remained calm and his heart was steady, and he tried to drive the carriage steadily and slowly.

The space in the carriage was still a little small, and Prince Qing was not satisfied.

"Stop the car!" Prince Qing shouted.

Princess Qing in his arms shuddered with fear.

"Move aside, let's go to the small woods over there!" Prince Qing pulled his clothes together and did not forget to wrap the princess in clothes.

"Come on, I'll take you to seek some excitement!" Prince Qing said breathlessly in the princess' ear.

The hot breath made the princess' face even redder.

"Husband...this is not good!"

The princess grabbed Prince Qing’s arm and begged.

She had never dreamed of these things, and what was happening in the carriage was beyond her imagination and cognition.

"People always have to try things they haven't tried before. Your husband is not an ordinary person. Sooner or later he will do something big!"

Although the princess could not see Prince Qing's expression, she could feel his majesty.

The princess had tears in her eyes. She put on a piece of clothing, slowly got off the carriage, lowered her head and followed Prince Qing into the grove.

Lang Ning sensibly held up the large oilcloth umbrella against a big tree and retreated to a position not too far away.

Prince Qing excitedly pulled the princess under the umbrella...

Princess Qing was both ashamed and frightened, with big tears streaming down her cheeks and falling to the ground.

She bent her waist in humiliation, lying on a rough tree, allowing Prince Qing to do whatever he wanted.

"Qing, Your Majesty... Please, Your Majesty..."

The princess gritted her teeth, held Prince Qing's hand and begged bitterly.

Prince Qing didn't like the princess's reservedness, and every woman he brought out was always very open.

He became even more violent and arrogant...

In the darkness, standing not far away, Lang Ning clenched his fists tightly, and the veins on his neck burst...