Beast language level 10, all beasts obey her orders

At this time, Mr. Fan arrived at the capital city leisurely.

The capital city of Daqi is full of flowers.

On the street, there are numerous shops with various signs hanging high.

The vendors had already set up their stalls, selling steaming buns, fragrant pancakes, and various pastries.

In teahouses and taverns, scholars and intellectuals also gathered together to drink tea, discuss philosophy, and chat happily.

If it were Mr. Fan from the past, he would definitely eat all the food along the way and then go to the teahouse to discuss things with these literati and scholars.

But now, he has no desire for these delicacies...

His mind was now filled with… Beans! Beans! Beans!

Youyou deceived him!

Along the way, people planted beans and bean pods grew.

but!

Those bean curds are no match for the ones from Xiaohegou Village.

It lacks fat and is far from fresh and fragrant.

The key is that those people don’t understand him at all.

It’s still the most comfortable to be with Youyou.

Mr. Fan sighed deeply and decided to go to the palace to meet the emperor.

He walked through the bustling capital and arrived at the imperial palace.

The palace walls towered into the clouds, and people were coming in and out of the palace gate one after another.

Mr. Fan took out his identity card and was immediately led in by a palace maid.

The little palace maid bent her body and led Mr. Fan to the inner palace, where palace maids were already waiting.

"Mr. Fan, we are so looking forward to seeing you." The palace attendant greeted Mr. Fan and said, "The Emperor has been waiting for you."

Mr. Fan looked straight ahead but hummed in his heart.

He was allowed to leave the palace to retire, but now he is called back.

He's here anyway, so what if he's slow?

But he was also curious about something, "I heard that the emperor found a prince from the people. Which concubine gave birth to this prince?"

The palace maid replied, "It's the Queen's son."

Mr. Fan was even more confused. The queen died of childbirth complications. Wasn’t it said that the prince also died?

How come he ended up among the common people again?

But...since the emperor said he is a prince, then he must be a prince, there is no doubt about it.

The emperor was bedridden, with Concubine Yun by his side.

"Teacher..." The emperor's face was pale and his eyes were very tired.

But he is the superior after all, and even if he is so sick, it does not affect his majesty and firmness.

He looked at the former emperor's tutor in front of the window with a tired yet gentle smile.

Mr. Fan is over sixty years old, with gray hair and simple and elegant clothes.

The emperor stretched out his hand, and Mr. Fan hurried forward and stretched out his hand as well. The emperor gently held his hand.

"Teacher, I am ill now and I am afraid I don't have much time left."

"Although the prince has been recuperating among the common people, he is the direct descendant of our royal family, the crown prince, and the future emperor."

"I have high expectations for him. Mr. Wang has worked tirelessly to teach him and make him a wise ruler."

Mr. Fan nodded slightly and promised solemnly, "Your Majesty, rest assured. Since I have received the order to return to the capital, I will do my best to assist the Crown Prince."

The emperor listened, his eyes filled with comfort.

"Teacher, the prince doesn't know the etiquette of the palace, I hope you can be more tolerant..."

Mr. Fan knew that the emperor summoned him back as a sign of trust and confidence in him. He felt heavy-hearted and under great pressure.

"I will definitely live up to the emperor's trust!"

The emperor nodded and leaned back slowly.

He slowly closed his eyes and waved his hand tiredly, "Come on, take the Master Taifu to see the Crown Prince."

Mr. Fan followed the palace maids to the imperial study.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is currently regulating the country. Apart from being in his bedroom, he is also in the imperial study. He is very diligent." said a palace servant.

Mr. Fan nodded and said that diligence is good.

He stood outside the imperial study and shouted, "The new Prince's tutor, Fan Xuan, pays respect to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

In the imperial study, "Mr. Fan, please come in."

Mr. Fan frowned. This voice...

Why does it look so familiar?

Can't you?

Mr. Fan walked in with his head lowered and knelt down, "Your Highness, Mr. Fan Xuan, pays respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

There was the sound of footsteps, and then a hand held up Mr. Fan's arm. "Mr. Fan, no need to be polite. Get up quickly."

Mr. Fan frowned, this feeling...

He slowly raised his head and saw the person in front of him clearly. His eyes widened. "You, you, how come... you are the prince?"

Right, right.

No wonder he felt that he looked somewhat familiar when he was in Xiaohegou Village.

Now it seems that she looks three parts like the emperor and seven parts like the late queen.

Xiao Yao bowed with both hands, "Xiao Yao is just the Taifu's student."

Mr. Fan rubbed his nose and asked, "Does Youyou know about this?"

Xiao Yao's expression froze for a moment, then he shook his head.

Mr. Fan sighed, "It's right for you to hide such an important matter from Youyou."

"But, what would you do if Youyou found out?"

During the days they spent together in the ditch, he could see Xiao Yao's affection for Tian Youyou.

Xiao Yao lowered his eyes. If he were in Xiaohei Ancient City, he would think about this problem carefully.

However, he was now in the palace, and in front of him were memorials submitted by officials of all levels in Daqi.

Only then did he realize how huge his responsibility was and how heavy Daqi's burden was.

How can he still think about those romantic relationships when the people everywhere can't even get enough to eat and drink?

"Teacher, you said I..." Xiao Yao was about to say something but pursed his lips.

Mr. Fan raised his eyebrows and grabbed Xiao Yao's wrist in panic, "No, Xiao Yao, you don't want to..."

Suddenly remembering his identity, Mr. Fan let go of his hand and said, "Prince, you don't want to...give up your relationship with Youyou, do you?"

Xiao Yao immediately shook his head upon hearing this, "No."

How could he give up Yoyo?

"I was wondering, if I'm too busy in the capital and can't communicate with Youyou often, will she blame me?"

The address he left for Youyou was Fang Sihai's residence in Beijing.

But he was so busy that he had no way of getting the letter in time, let alone replying to it.

"No." Mr. Fan waved his hands repeatedly, "Youyou is not that kind of girl."

"However, I advise the prince to tell Youyou the truth."

Mr. Fan hesitated for a moment, "Your Highness, you haven't seen the crops in Xiaohegou Village, so you don't know how well they are growing."

"Especially the rice. I estimate that there are about 1,000 kilograms."

"I heard that Youyou developed the high-yield rice variety. Although I don't know how she developed it, if this high-yield rice variety is promoted to all parts of Daqi...will the people of Daqi still have to worry about food and drink?"

"You and Youyou, one is in the court, and the other is among the people."

"Young couple join hands to create a prosperous era of Daqi!"

“Isn’t it great?”

Xiao Yao frowned. It was good, but he was worried that Youyou would misunderstand and think that his feelings for her were because of those things.

Although, he did discover early on that she had the ability to communicate with animals.

But what made him fall in love with her was her nature and her kindness.