After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Qin Fengtian had no intention of chasing after him, he didn't care anyway.

I admit that my words were a bit harsh, but as long as it can make Nian Qiaoyue give up, what’s the harm?

Qin Fengtian entered the palace whistling in triumph.

……

In late spring, the weather was getting hotter. Although it was the end of May, Nian Susu had already put on summer clothes and fanned himself with a small palm-leaf fan every day, with the words "it's so hot" on his lips.

On this day, Nian Susu was thinking about how to celebrate her first birthday. This was the task assigned to her by Yang Yuerong.

Her birthday was in mid-June, and the Queen's birthday was at the end of June. The first day she entered the book was at the Queen's birthday party. If it was half a month earlier, she might have been able to catch her own birthday.

Nian Susu was just feeling worried when Zhihua came back, chirping like a magpie in the yard, holding a watermelon broken into two halves in her hands, each with a wooden spoon stuck in it.

"Miss, the winter melon you asked for is here!"

Nian Susu sat up with a somersault and waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry, hurry, I've been waiting for this one!"

Zhihua handed her half, held the other half and sat down on the step, wondering, "Miss, how can we eat this melon without cutting it?" She poked it with a wooden spoon, then raised it and asked, "Is it this?"

She had never seen such a strange way of eating.

Nian Susu sat cross-legged and had already started digging the watermelon. "Of course, watermelon should be eaten by digging it."

She stuffed her mouth so that there was no space at all, and she was filled with happiness.

The watermelons in this season are not fully ripe and not sweet enough, otherwise they would taste even better.

Zhihua followed suit and found that this way of eating was quite convenient. Besides, it was so happy for one person to eat half of the cold melon!

After eating a few bites, Nian Susu always felt something was wrong, and then he discovered that the watermelon was not iced. After asking Zhihua, he found out that it was because the emperor had ordered the construction of a city wall on the border between Southern Xinjiang and Liuli last month, and construction began at the beginning of this month.

The construction of the city wall consumed a huge amount of manpower and material resources. Now the spirit of frugality is prevalent throughout the country. The emperor personally set an example by reducing the palace expenses by half. Seeing this, the officials under him followed suit to show their loyalty.

The same thing happened in the Nian Mansion. Prime Minister Nian closed his small kitchen and ordered the kitchen staff to prepare only four dishes and one soup every day. The portions should be small rather than too large, and no food should be wasted. The monthly allowance for each courtyard was reduced by one-fifth from the original amount. Compared with the residences of other officials, this was already considered good.

I heard that the servants in the palace had half of their monthly wages deducted, and had to eat plain food every day, but not much of the remaining money was handed over to the state, and most of it was used to supplement their masters.

There was a lot of complaints, but it didn't have much impact on the common people. The money they earned was barely enough to feed themselves, so how could they afford to confiscate the extra money? So the compulsory donations were only used by the upper class.

Even the monthly salary was deducted. Ice was a rare commodity, and the supply naturally decreased.

Zhihua was a little worried when she said this, "It's not too hot now, so life is just barely bearable. If we are not allowed to use ice in July or August, it will be a sin."

Nian Susu didn't have much emotion. She said helplessly: "Repairing the city wall is a good thing. We usually eat delicious food and live a life like gods. At the critical moment, we should make some contribution."

"Besides, they only donated some silver and didn't ask us to repair the city wall ourselves, which is already good enough."

Zhihua nodded, "Miss is right."

Speaking of building city walls, Nian Susu couldn't help but think of the Great Wall. It is said that the Great Wall was built with the blood of countless people. At that time, technology was not developed and everything relied on manual labor. It is unknown how many people died before the Great Wall was built.

The situation in southern Xinjiang is probably the same.

She suddenly felt a little guilty, and even the watermelon in her hand no longer tasted sweet.

Zhihua suddenly remembered something and took out a letter from her bosom. "Miss, someone asked me to give it to you at the door just now. I asked him who it was from, but he refused to tell me. He just said that he must deliver the letter to you."

Nian Susu was puzzled and wondered who was so mysterious?

The envelope was blank and unsigned.

When she unfolded the letter, a surprised smile appeared on her face. This was a letter from Li Yaoyuan.

The letter said that she had arrived in the south of the Yangtze River and bought a small courtyard in a small town near the river. There was a large open space in the courtyard that she could use to grow flowers. She also planned to open a flower shop in the town and support herself.

She changed her name and made up a new identity. No one knew her there and no one cared about her past. She wanted to start a new life.

Li Yaoyuan also shared in the letter what she saw and heard on the way to Jiangnan. Everything was new and interesting to her?

For example, she came up with the idea of ​​opening a flower shop because she heard several ladies in the temporary inn talking about the new "flower fairy" in town.

No matter how ordinary the flowers are, as long as they are trimmed and reassembled by the flower fairy, they will immediately become colorful. Each combination of flowers has a different feeling. Some are like noble and cold beauties, and some are like gentle girls from the south of the Yangtze River. The flower fairy seems to have given life to the flowers.

The ladies in the town vied with each other to invite the flower fairy to their homes and ask her to help them arrange flowers.

After hearing this, Li Yaoyuan felt that she could also open a flower shop specializing in selling flowers to the ladies and young ladies of various mansions. She was confident that the flowers she arranged would not be inferior to those of the flower fairy.

Words are dead, but the emotions placed in them are so surging that just by reading this letter, Nian Susu can feel Li Yaoyuan's expectation and yearning for future life.

Nian Susu was very pleased and happy for her. After reading the last word, she almost cried.

The name signed is Yu Yue.

"Yu Yue..." Nian Susu gently stroked the two words with his fingertips.

Suddenly, she understood the meaning of the name.

Yu Yue - Fish Leap.

The eagle flies to the sky, and the fish leaps in the deep pool. This sentence means that the eagle flies in the sky, and the fish leaps in the deep pool. It means that everything gets what it deserves, and people get what they want.

Li Yaoyuan got what she wanted, and Nian Susu also hoped that her future life would be filled with only joy.

Zhihua didn't understand why the young lady's eyes were wet after reading the letter. She looked at her blankly, "Miss, who wrote this letter to you?"

"Just a friend." Nian Susu tried hard to hold back his emotions and didn't let his tears fall. He put the letter away and handed it to Zhihua, "Take it and burn it."

This was the last letter Li Yaoyuan left for her, and also the last letter Li Yaoyuan left in the world. Now that she was dead, there was no need to keep the things.

But when Zhihua really wanted to burn the letter, Nian Susu felt reluctant.

This letter represents Yu Yue's rebirth and transformation, and it is also a kind of sustenance for her. Every time she sees this letter, it gives her some strength to persevere.

The letter was not burned in the end, she hid it.