After being divorced, I took care of my two children and reached the peak of my life

Ever since King Nanjing learned that Emperor Beichen had cooked all the sweet potatoes Qiu Jin brought back because he was worried that they would discover that raw sweet potatoes could sprout, King Nanjing has had a grudge against Emperor Beichen.

However, this slight grudge completely disappeared the moment he tasted the watermelon.

When King Nanjing saw Ruyue's letter saying that this thing called watermelon would taste better if it was chilled in ice water before eating, King Nanjing hurriedly asked someone to bring an ice basin.

Looking at the big thing in the ice basin, Qiu Jin swallowed unconsciously. In fact, ever since he knew why Emperor Beichen asked him to bring cooked sweet potatoes last time, he felt that Emperor Beichen was a cunning person, but he had to admit that the things produced in Beichen still tasted good.

In order to show off his princess's filial piety in front of the ministers and prove that his decision to sign the agreement with Beichen was correct, King Nanjing cut the watermelon directly in the court and ordered his men to give a small piece to each of the ministers.

However, the moment he put the watermelon in his mouth, King Nanjing regretted it, because he felt that it was a waste to give such a delicious food to these idiots, so he quickly ordered someone to send the remaining one to his bedroom.

King Nanjing was happily eating watermelon here, while Emperor Beichen on the other side, when he heard Chu Yun say that there were no watermelons in the princess's garden, his face suddenly darkened and he asked subconsciously.

"Gone? What does that mean? Stolen? Who is so bold? Go check it out for me. He dared to steal my watermelon. I don't want his head anymore."

Hearing what Emperor Beichen said, Chu Yun rolled his eyes in his heart and thought, they just want you, a thief, to steal their watermelons again, but he still replied respectfully on the surface.

"Your Majesty, I have already found out that the watermelons were not stolen. They were picked by the young masters and young ladies of the general's mansion and brought back to the general's mansion!"

Hearing Chu Yun's words, Emperor Beichen's face, which had turned blue due to anger, suddenly turned red. He coughed lightly and then spoke.

"Well! I was also worried that the watermelons that Princess Changning had worked so hard to grow would be stolen by bad guys. Since they were picked by Zicheng and Zihui, I am relieved. Okay, you go first, and don't let this matter spread outside!"

"Yes, I obey your command. I'll take my leave!" After Chu Yun finished speaking, he quickly retreated because he was afraid that if he was any later, he would not be able to help laughing out loud.

After the people left, Emperor Beichen's face fell, and he couldn't help but blame Han Yiyi in his heart. Not only did he blame Han Yiyi, but also Zicheng and Zihui. He thought, how can such a young child eat so many cold things? Really, he doesn't know how to respect his elders and leave some for his uncle.

Han Yiyi, who was attending the wedding of Lanhua and Wang Xiaojiang, saw Chu Yun suddenly appear. Her pupils shrank slightly, thinking that something had happened to the two little guys again, and she quickly asked.

"Chu Yun, why are you here? What happened to Zicheng and Zihui?"

Seeing Han Yiyi so nervous, he quickly spoke.

"Don't worry, Your Highness. The two young masters of the general's mansion are fine. Yes, His Majesty misses you and asked his subordinates to deliver a letter to you!"

Hearing Chu Yun's answer, Han Yiyi raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking that Emperor Beichen would miss her and send someone to deliver a letter from such a long distance, why was she so unconvinced?

He took the letter with half belief and half doubt, but when he saw the content, his brows furrowed tightly.

The letter was very pedantic, with thousands of useless words written in a long and rambling manner. However, Han Yiyi could only read a few of them, which were, "I want to eat watermelon." The other part was a complaint to Han Yiyi, saying that all the watermelons in the princess's mansion were eaten by the two brats in the general's mansion, and he didn't get to eat any.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Han Yiyi was both angry and amused. However, since the king of a country said he wanted to eat watermelon, Han Yiyi would naturally satisfy him. Besides, Han Yiyi also planned to go to Kyoto to visit the two children after attending Wang Xiaojiang and Lanhua's wedding, and send them some more fruits.

I don’t know if it’s because the grape seedlings were exchanged from the system, but they were full of fruits at the first sight, and the grapes were big and sweet.

In order to prevent Emperor Beichen from waiting too anxiously, Han Yiyi asked Chu Yun to take two watermelons back first, and she and Yun Xiao took the rest in a carriage, but actually put them all in the space.

Looking at the watermelons in Chu Yun's hands, Emperor Beichen's eyes lit up, but when he saw that there were only two, he couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart, thinking, when did Princess Changning become so stingy.

But when he heard Chu Yun say that Han Yiyi would personally deliver the rest, the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed. However, when he ate the grapes, the corners of his mouth could not be suppressed even more.

Three years later, Dongli was incorporated into Beichen's territory. Without the uncertainty of Dongli, Nangong Yuan could return to Kyoto with peace of mind.

In the small courtyard at the foot of the mountain, as soon as Nangong Yuan stepped into the yard, the two children hurried to greet him.

"Daddy, it's great that you're back. Come and try some of the grapes that mom planted. They're so sweet!"

"Yes, Dad, come and try it. It's delicious. I ate a lot!"

Seeing the two children running towards him, Nangong Yuan's eyes were full of smiles. Han Yiyi, who was lying under the grape trellis, heard the voices of the two children, opened her eyes slightly and looked towards the door.

Nangong Yuan naturally also saw Han Yiyi lying on the lounge chair under the grape trellis. Her skin was as white as snow, and at this moment, under the reflection of the afterglow, she seemed to emit a soft glow. She was so beautiful that Nangong Yuan was stunned for a moment.

However, the next moment, an enlarged face suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him frown fiercely. He thought to himself, this pretty boy is really haunting me.

It turned out to be Yun Xiao who was standing next to him. Seeing that Nangong Yuan was staring at Han Yiyi in a daze, he stepped forward to block Nangong Yuan's sight and spoke.

"General Nangong, you have worked hard on this journey. I just cut a watermelon for you. Come and try it and see if it is sweet!"

Hearing Yun Xiao's words, Nangong Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, snorted, and then said, "Thank you, Brother Yun!"

Ten years later, the streets of Kyoto were packed with people. In order to catch a glimpse of the number one scholar, the roads were almost blocked.

However, sitting by the window on the second floor of Yunhan Restaurant, Zihui, who had grown into a big girl, pulled Han Yiyi's sleeve and shouted excitedly.

"Mom, mom, look, my brother is coming. Mom, mom, look, there are many little girls throwing sachets to my brother!"

Han Yiyi felt dizzy from being pulled, and quickly replied, "Okay, okay, I saw it. If you pull it again, I, your mother, will faint!"

At the same time, a beggar at the corner of the alley saw Zicheng riding on a white horse, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he quickly crawled over, shouting.

"My son, my son, the top scholar is my son..."

This beggar was Fan Ting. Zicheng on his horse naturally did not hear his shouting, but the official walking at the end heard it. Naturally, he would give him a lesson for daring to insult the number one scholar in such a way.

"Where did this madman come from? How dare you say that the young master of the general's mansion is your son? I think you don't want to live anymore. Get out of here. If I see you again, I will break your other leg!"

Hearing the words of the official, Fan Ting's eyes were dead silent. He looked at his broken leg and suddenly remembered that he had divorced Han Yiyi and severed ties with his two children. If he had not driven them out, would things have been different?

If Fan Ting had not kicked the original owner out of the house, there would naturally be no Han Yiyi today. It can only be said that everything is fate. (End of full text)