After traveling through time, she still led the villagers to make money as a county magistrate

The servant behind was also dumbfounded, "How come this woman is different from the fierce woman last time?"

"They are not just different, they are completely two different models"

From this perspective, he must have suspected that the prince had taken a fancy to the other person's mother.

Prince Qi picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth. Before he could taste it, tears burst out.

"He actually has the chance to eat Ye Ranqing's cooking in this life!"

The servant saw his prince like this and didn't know what was going on. He looked at Li's mother and then at his own prince. He thought to himself, "A dish is so delicious? It made the prince cry."

Li's mother calmly handed over a glass of water and said, "Maybe it's spicy. Give your prince a handkerchief to wipe it off."

The servant finally reacted and quickly took out a handkerchief and handed it to the prince, "Prince, this handkerchief is for you."

Prince Qi took the handkerchief, wiped his tears, and then handed it back.

"I should have thought of this earlier. You are Qing'er, and Jing'er is my son and my only heir."

As soon as these words came out, there was a bang, and the sound of a bowl hitting the table. Li Jing was shocked. The servant behind him asked, "Who am I? Where am I? Has this prince gone crazy and started talking nonsense?"

There was silence...

"If you keep making random claims about your relationship, get out and don't even have your meal!" Li's mother said sternly.

"Don't blame me, Jing'er. Maybe I miss them too much, so I'm talking nonsense!" King Qi laughed.

He picked up the bowl and buried almost his entire face in it. He didn't pick up any vegetables and just ate it.

Mother Li brought a jar of Huangliang wine from the kitchen. "It's so boring to eat without anything else. Want some to drink?"

Mother Li took out four more bowls and filled each of them. "The little kid who was afraid of your prince, come and eat with us!"

The servant looked around and saw no one else. He pointed at himself with his index finger and asked, "Madam, are you calling me?"

Mother Li nodded and said, "It's a good idea to eat something late at night to fill your stomach and drink something to warm your body."

The servant quickly shook his head, "How can a servant eat at the same table with his master?"

"No, no"

"Why do you have so many rules and regulations when you're young? We don't have such rules in our family."

"Sit down." The servant was a little frightened when he heard the tone of the person giving the order, and looked at the prince.

King Qi nodded and said, "The guest should follow the host's wishes."

The servant sat down obediently, but he didn't dare to pick up the food and eat by himself. He just helped the prince to serve the dishes.

Mother Li couldn't bear to see this and put down the bowl she was holding heavily. "Pick up what you want to eat yourself. Are your hands crippled and you have to rely on others to serve you food?"

The servant trembled with fear and waited for the prince to speak. He could not tolerate such a situation, and his prince, who usually looked down on others, could not tolerate it.

My Lord, rise up!

"Okay, stop picking up the food. I can eat with my own hands. Just take care of yourself!"

"What...what! You actually tolerate this?" The servant was shocked.

Mother Li picked up the wine bowl and said, "Come on, let's toast together."

The servant picked it up tremblingly and touched it lightly.

After touching it, Prince Qi took a small sip of it and swallowed it with difficulty, as if he was drinking poison. He then put it aside and didn't want to taste it again.

"Why, the wine doesn't taste good?" Li's mother asked when she saw him like this.

"It's delicious, delicious." Prince Qi didn't dare to say anything bad, for fear that she would kick him out again.

"This is how you drink it!" Mother Li glanced over.

"My throat feels a little sore," Prince Qi muttered softly.

"Ok?"

"Just drink it," Prince Qi picked up the wine bowl again and took a big gulp with a fearless attitude. He swallowed it with a gulp.

The servant looked at his prince worriedly. He had just taken a sip of the wine, which was sorghum wine brewed in his hometown. It was strong and spicy, and was completely different from the wine the prince had drunk before. He didn't mind it, and even thought it was a nostalgic taste. However, the prince usually lived a life of luxury, so he was afraid that he would suffer from this.

As soon as he took a sip, his face flushed.

"Give him a few bites of food to calm him down."

The servant quickly picked up the prince's chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and handed it to the prince's mouth, "Mm, delicious, exactly the same as Qing'er's."

"Qing'er, why don't you want to be with me?"

"Why!"

"Ignore him, let's drink." Mother Li picked up the wine bowl and toasted the two of them.

Having said that, it would be foolish not to understand them. Since the person involved didn't care, there was no reason for the two of them to care, so they all picked up their wine bowls and drank quietly.

Since the prince was asleep and he had drunk some wine, the servant relaxed a bit, occasionally complaining.

……

The next day, Prince Qi rubbed his swollen head and asked, "Where am I?"

Seeing that he had woken up, the servant hurried over and handed him a hangover soup. "You are awake, Your Highness. Sorghum liquor is strong. Drink some to sober you up."

"Didn't I find Qing'er yesterday and drink with them?"

"Your Highness, you must be dreaming! Yesterday you were drinking alone in the inn, and there was no one else around."

"Oh, really?" Prince Qi was still a little skeptical. In the past few years, he often drank alone and saw Qing'er in his dreams.

But yesterday's dream was too real.

"Ah, it hurts." He wanted to recall it again, but as soon as he exerted force, his head felt like it was exploding with pain.

"Your Highness, if you can't remember, then forget it. I'll help you get up and wash up. You still have to go to have tea today."

Huangliang wine refers to a yellow millet dream. Treat today as a dream. This is what Li's mother said to the servant.

In order to make the prince completely forget Ye Ranqing, don't let him know about this person's existence. The prince is still young, and it is not a problem for him to marry seven or eight wives and concubines and have children.

He has been obsessed with this for so many years because he couldn't get the love he wanted, but it is impossible for me to grow old with him in this life.

"But..." The servant opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

He understands that a forced melon is not sweet.

His mother was forced to marry his father and died of depression. He still remembers the regretful look in her eyes. He also entered the palace as a servant and was able to serve the prince because he was smart.

Mother Li also lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the questions just now.

After she, the servant and her son sent the man to the inn, she sent him away and asked a question she had always wanted to ask.

"When we were in the north, was it you who designed to drug Ye Ranqing?" She said this almost tremblingly. Mother Li didn't want to admit it, but the more she thought about it over the years, the more suspicious she felt.

He is a prince, and a man at that. Others are just bored and give him this kind of medicine. Even if the effect of the medicine takes effect, what harm will it do to him if he just sleeps with a woman?

A long time passed, so long that Li's mother thought Prince Qi had passed out from drinking. She could not hear any sound from the outside world. She was about to step out, but when she was halfway up in the air, Prince Qi's voice came to her, just three short words, "I'm sorry."

Mother Li sneered, "Sure enough, it was right to leave you at that time."

"I don't blame you for plotting against me now. After all, I gave you such an obedient and sensible son. I won't die without someone to collect my body."

"But I won't forgive you either. I gave my sincerity once in my life, but in return I received such calculation..."

"Forget it, let's just part ways and be happy from now on."