Qingyang County is about ten days' walk from Min County, so He Yue bought a small farm in Qingyang County.

There were several farmers with cultivated land there. They were originally worried that the new Mrs. He would not rent the land to them, but they never expected that Mrs. He waived 10% of the rent for them. It was not the cheapest, but it was a good deal for such a location.

He Yue's kindness is maintained within a good range, that is, providing the most feasible convenience within her ability.

"I want to make a kitchen knife, a sharp one, and..." He Yue listed a bunch of objects.

When she heard no sound, she looked up and found that the blacksmith was staring at her in a daze with his ears swollen and red.

The blacksmith was called Fan Yuan, a young man with a simple handsomeness. He had never seen anyone so good-looking, and his voice was also pleasant, soft and gentle.

"Did you hear clearly?" He Yue sat on the chair, waving a round fan. She saw through Fan Yuan's young thoughts but did not expose them.

Fan Yuan was at a loss for a moment and actually bowed, "I...I heard it clearly."

He Yue was amused and stopped what she was doing. She jokingly said, "I don't give tips."

She smiled generously, brightly and freely, and Fan Yuan was dazzled and his heart beat faster.

"No need to tip." Fan Yuan waved his hand quickly.

He Yue asked again, "How long is the construction period?"

Fan Yuan immediately replied, "It will only take ten days. My cooking skills are the best in the county and I won't let you down."

The young man Mu Ai rarely used a boastful tone to describe himself.

When Fan Yuan finally walked out of the manor, his steps were a little unsteady, and he was dizzy with admiration.

It's just one side, just one side. Love is really unreasonable.

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For ten days, the powerful Crown Prince had not found any trace of He Yue, but the young blacksmith went to see her with the object he had just made.

He Yue was about to give him the money, but Fan Yuan refused to take it. She frowned, opened her purse, and said seriously, "I'm not someone who would take advantage of something like this."

Fan Yuan still refused to accept it. He finally made up his mind and said, "Mrs. He, I have a few blacksmith shops. Can I...can I ask a matchmaker to come to propose marriage?"

His voice was a little intermittent, and it was obvious that he was very nervous.

Fan Yuan made up his mind and said everything in his mind at once, "I know you are not short of money, and I really want to marry you! My blacksmith shop can be used as a betrothal gift!"

"I have no one at home, so I asked a matchmaker to come and propose marriage. I don't mean to be disrespectful!"

"Ah." He Yue was a little surprised. Looking at the little blacksmith in front of him whose face turned red, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

She knew she was good-looking, but no one had ever proposed to her. Her widowhood and age kept them away, except for the man who wanted to take her as his concubine.

"I'm a widow." He Yue put the silver into Fan Yuan's hand through the handkerchief, and her tone became more serious, "I'm already 24 years old, you're still young!"

She didn't feel old, but in ancient times, it was common sense for a woman of 24 to have children over five years old.

She was not opposed to marriage. After all, even if she was a widow, a woman in ancient times would always encounter problems that she could not solve, but the key was to meet the right person.

Fan Yuan raised his head abruptly, clutching the silver in his hand, and said solemnly and calmly, "I don't care. You are so good, how could you not have had a husband before? If you were still a teenager, I wouldn't even be qualified to stand in front of you and say this."

"I really want to marry you!"

The young blacksmith presented his whole heart to He Yue.

It would be a lie to say that she was not moved. He Yue tightly grasped the handkerchief, and her beautiful face was a little hesitant. "For such a big matter, I need to think about it. How can I decide it all at once?"

"You said you have several blacksmith shops, but I don't know. I don't know if you have any relatives. We have only met a few times, so I can't guess what your character is like."

"Okay, okay!" Seeing that He Yue did not directly refuse, Fan Yuan was so distracted that he just kept nodding.

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Time passed slowly, two months went by, and it was autumn.

Autumn is indeed a slightly sad season. Different from the greenness of summer, it sometimes heralds the passing of life and the bleakness before the cold winter.

Ning Rushong's men still couldn't find any trace of He Yue, partly due to He Yue's caution and intuition. She left Min County early and signed the transfer documents for the farm she bought, but did not go to the government office to transfer the ownership. She planned to go there at the end of the year.

Another part was that Magistrate Bai of Min County deliberately delayed after receiving the prince's order, and even helped He Yue cover up some traces. The later he was found, the greater the credit would be.

There was no such thing as lack of ability. After all, the prince sent out more than just him, and they didn't find it. If he found it, it would be a credit to him.

He Yue began to embroider her wedding dress. She agreed to Fan Yuan and had no reason to disagree. It was rare for her to meet such a suitable marriage partner.

Yes, it fits. He Yue is a person who does not believe in love. There is not so much everlasting love in the world. The one that suits you is the best.

It is not actually appropriate to say that she was embroidering a wedding dress. She also hired an embroiderer, who added a few strokes at the critical moment. If she had done it all by herself, I am afraid the wedding dress would be unsightly.

In the Magistrate's Mansion of Min County, Li Xiaoshu looked at the paper in her hand and then handed it to Magistrate Bai. She laughed out loud, unable to conceal her ill intentions. "Boss He is getting married. This is the best time. My husband, if you pass the news to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at this time, you will definitely get the greatest benefit."

Li Xiaoshu was illiterate before, but she was able to recognize all the characters in just four months. It must be said that she is a person with determination and good character.

County Magistrate Bai took the paper, glanced at it, and then burned it on the oil lamp. The smoke from the burning made County Magistrate Bai's eyes look even more shrewd and calm. "Are you so sure that the Crown Prince has feelings for He Yue?"

It seems that people like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince should not be involved in love and remain cold-hearted and emotionless all their lives.

"Of course I'm sure." Li Xiaoshu pulled the sleeve of County Magistrate Bai with one hand. When County Magistrate Bai turned around to look at her, she continued in a deep voice, "The way His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at He Yue in Lijia Village before was the same as the way you looked at your first wife."

County Magistrate Bai took back the sleeve from Li Xiaoshu's hand and said in a cold voice, "I'm going to pass on the message."

Two days later, the letter was presented on the desk of the Eastern Palace.

The prince's slender fingers were placed precisely on the word "marriage".

"I can't forget my late husband. I want to spend the rest of my life with him."

"He Yue really took me for a fool."

Xiao Guanzi and Guard Zhang looked at each other and dared not make any noise.

The prince's sinister and cold voice sounded again.

"I have a close relationship with Boss He, so I will personally go to the wedding."

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