After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Feng Jiu now disliked Ye Hua very much. Sitting opposite him, she felt that her appetite had decreased...

"Uncle, this scallop is so delicious!" Fengjiu's eyes lit up, "Let's raise a few more of these scallops so we can eat them whenever we want!"

"...Didn't you just say that your appetite decreased?" Yang Mei was speechless.

"This is my appetite after it decreased!" Fengjiu said confidently.

"However, Fourth Uncle, I suddenly thought of something. No matter whether it is clams or scallops, they all grow in the sea. Will our Qingqiu Lake be unable to feed them?" If we can't feed them, wouldn't it be a waste of effort?

Yang Mei was not worried about this problem at all: "Although our Qingqiu Lake is called a lake, it is actually a flow of seawater. The water inside is alive. Fresh seawater flows in all the time, and also flows out from the other end."

This was the first time Fengjiu knew about this: "So that's how it is."

As the two were talking, a woman in a goose yellow dance dress came into the hall surrounded by a group of dancers. This person was Princess Miao Qing, the sister of the King of the East Sea.

She just danced without saying a word, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that the princess was not dancing for them, but mainly for the Crown Prince.

But this Ye Hua was quite unromantic. Even when the woman was about to dance on his face, he still didn't react at all, and he was too stingy to even give her a glance.

Miao Qing felt a little discouraged at the end of the dance. She bowed to Ye Hua with a resentful look and retreated with the other dancers.

The King of the East Sea is a man who loves his sister very much. Seeing his sister sad, he ignored everything and knelt down in front of Ye Hua.

"Your Highness, I would like to ask for a meeting with you on behalf of my sister."

Ye Hua looked at Feng Jiu opposite him. Perhaps this is what is called tit for tat. When he was dismissive of other people's feelings, others would also treat his feelings as trash.

Ye Hua was silent for a moment and then stood up: "This is just the first time, it won't happen again."

"Yes, yes, yes." The God of the East Sea agreed readily.

Ye Hua went out, and Shui Jun stayed in the hall.

"Shuijun! Come here!" Fengjiu waved at the Shuijun of the East China Sea.

The King of the East Sea didn't understand why, but he still hurried over and asked, "Little Princess, do you have any instructions?"

“It’s not really an order, but there is one thing I would like to ask Shuijun for help with,” Fengjiu said politely.

The Lord of the East Sea was a little apprehensive: "Little Princess, just say whatever you want. I will definitely do my best."

Fengjiu thought it would be better to get down to business. Why did Shui Jun seem to have imagined something incredible?

"Well, this is it. There is a dish of scallops on the table today. It tastes very good, so I would like to ask Shuijun to help me and have my men catch a batch of live scallops of the same kind. In addition, there are also clams that can produce pearls. We also want some." Fengjiu smiled obediently, "After we take them to Qingqiu, we plan to cultivate them in the lake."

"This... is of course no problem. I will tell my servants to do it right away." The King of Water of the East China Sea never imagined that these two people would take a fancy to some local specialties of the East China Sea and want to bring some souvenirs back to Qingqiu.

But, "The God and the little princess are going to engage in breeding?" asked the God of the East Sea in a daze.

"I guess so, but it's just for self-entertainment." Yang Mei said, "The life span of immortals is so long, they always have to find something to pass the time."

"The God is right." The King of the East Sea bowed and said, "Then I will send people to catch high-quality clams and scallops."

"Trouble."

……

The banquet was not in vain, as we harvested a lot of pearl-producing clams and edible scallops.

As for Ye Hua who was surrounded by "peach blossoms", Yang Mei and Feng Jiu had long forgotten about him.

After returning to Qingqiu, Yang Mei and Feng Jiu discovered that there was an unexpected guest - Emperor Donghua.

"Really~" Donghua thought of his young wife in a wronged manner.

"What?" Yang Mei felt that he was really clingy.

Donghua looked at him as if he were a heartless man: "Zhenzhen, have you forgotten what our relationship is now?!"

Yang Mei teased him deliberately: "What's the relationship? How come I don't know?"

Donghua looked at him steadily. Yang Mei sensed something was wrong immediately. Before she could take a step back, she was picked up by the waist and couldn't move!

"Hey!" Fengjiu wanted to stop them, but Sima Ming, who appeared quietly beside her, grabbed her wrist. Donghua successfully took Yang Mei away.

"Don't worry, little prince. The Emperor won't harm God Bai Zhen." Siming comforted Fengjiu.

Feng Jiu rolled her eyes at him in anger: "How could I not know this? What would happen if your Emperor dared to hurt my Fourth Uncle?!"

"Your Highness is right. How could the Emperor dare to do that?" Siming immediately agreed with Fengjiu.

Looking at Siming's smiling face, Fengjiu couldn't vent her anger.

In Yang Mei's room.

Emperor Donghua's tall body covered the bed, covering Yang Mei completely under him.

Before Yang Mei could say anything, he was sealed by someone. He finally realized that this person's previous grievances were all fake, and he came here just to do this kind of thing!

……

Three days later, Yang Mei lazily leaned on the recliner under the bell tree in the yard, waiting contentedly for Donghua to feed him peeled grapes.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Donghua asked with a hint of worry.

"What do you think? Why don't you try it next time?!" Yang Mei teased him, "I'm sure this God can serve you well too."

Donghua stretched out his hand and pinched his nose: "Forget it, I don't know you, you are precious and lazy, I'd better serve Bai Zhen."

Yang Mei waved his hand away and wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction: "You are so ungrateful. Don't you need to handle official business in Taichen Palace? Why are you just staying in Qingqiu like this?"

Donghua was not happy: "What do you mean I won't leave? Although we are not husband and wife in name, we are husband and wife in reality. If you don't want to stay in Taichen Palace for a long time, then I have no choice but to come to find you. Anyway, it doesn't matter where I am.

As for official business, Siming and Chonglin will help me handle it, unless it is a particularly important matter, they will give it to me for review. "

Yang Mei ate grapes and nodded.

Donghua observed his expression and said, "Zhenzhen, there is one thing I don't know if you have discovered..."

"What? Just say what you want to say. Why are you hesitating?" Yang Mei urged him.

"Well, it's Xiaojiu and Siming. There seems to be something going on between them." Donghua immediately added, "I don't mean to speak well of Siming, but I don't have many capable men under my command. Siming is the only one who is as comprehensive as me. So Zhenzhen, if you're going to do it, can you be a little gentler?"