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In Lin Qingxue's quiet and beautiful farm, an important task - seedling cultivation has been successfully completed.

Looking out, the paddy fields are neatly lined with tender green rice seedlings, like a verdant carpet woven by nature, gently covering the vast land. The rice seedlings sway gently in the breeze, seeming to demonstrate the vitality and hope of life.

At the same time, the breeding area of ​​Zhuangzi is also a lively scene. In the clear pond, groups of lively and cute fish fry are swimming happily. They sometimes shuttle among the water plants, and sometimes jump out of the water to play, bringing endless vitality and vigor to the entire pond.

In the exclusive area for poultry, chicks and ducklings are running and foraging freely, growing up healthily and strongly day by day.

Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the earth, the farmhands hired by Lin Qingxue will personally go to the paddy fields and breeding areas to check on the situation, watching the thriving rice seedlings, the happily swimming fish fry, and the increasingly strong poultry.

Everyone in the village has his or her own duties, and they are busy and happy. During the day, they either work hard in the fields, carefully caring for each seedling; or they feed and clean the farm to ensure the poultry live comfortably.

Although everyone was very busy, they would occasionally get together at night to enjoy a sumptuous dinner together, which was tacitly approved by Lin Qingxue.

For her, as long as everyone works for her and does their respective tasks well, she doesn't mind paying them wages and giving them a good meal.

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye it has quietly passed to the end of July. At this moment, the scorching breath of summer has swept in like a surging wave. The whole earth seems to be placed in a huge steamer, with rolling heat waves making people feel scorching and unbearable.

The scorching sun was scorching everything in the world. Walking on the road, the yellow mud road seemed to be melting, and the scorching heat was reflected on people.

The trees on the roadside have long lost their vitality of spring. The leaves hang low and listlessly on the branches. When a breeze blows occasionally, they only sway lazily.

The cicadas are chirping tirelessly in the trees. The sharp and piercing sounds come one after another, as if telling people about the irritability and anxiety brought by this hot summer.

After two months of non-stop work, Lin Qingxue and the people around her finally had a rare moment of leisure time.

At the same time, Gu Jinxuan, who was working hard to carry out disaster relief in the disaster area, also completed his mission successfully. Feeling exhausted but full of a sense of accomplishment, he set out on the journey back to the imperial city.

As soon as he returned to the imperial city, Gu Jinxuan did not even take a rest for a moment, and hurried to the palace to report the details of the disaster relief to the emperor in person.

After explaining all the matters clearly and receiving the emperor's approval and praise, Gu Jinxuan felt relieved. However, at this moment, the person he was most concerned about was Lin Qingxue.

So, after a brief thought, Gu Jinxuan called Wen Su over and solemnly handed a letter to him, saying, "Wen Su, I have a letter that I need you to run and deliver to the Lin family and give it to Miss Lin Qingxue."

After saying that, he patted Wen Su's shoulder gently, his eyes full of expectation and trust. But Gu Jinxuan was not idle at this time. He turned around and hurried towards home.

You know, it is absolutely impossible to meet Lin Qingxue today, but after more than two months of running around and working hard, his current image is really unsightly - ragged clothes, haggard face, and the whole person looks both embarrassed and decadent.

How can I go to see Lin Qingxue, the person I miss so much, in this state?

What if I accidentally scare her?

So, no matter what, I have to go back home and clean up.

Arriving at the magnificent vermilion gate of the Lin Mansion, Wen Wen took a deep breath, gathered himself, and began to carefully straighten his slightly disheveled clothes. He gently smoothed out the wrinkles and turned up the collar neatly before nodding with satisfaction.

Then, he raised his right hand and knocked on the heavy door gently but forcefully. Following the crisp knock, he could hear footsteps approaching from afar.

Then, the door slowly opened, and a doorman with an honest face appeared before him.

The doorman was startled when he saw Wen Ze standing outside the door, and subconsciously took a few steps back. Although Wen Ze's clothes had been tidied up, he still couldn't hide his dusty look. Coupled with his slightly tired expression, it really made people feel a little scared.

The concierge swallowed hard, forced himself to calm down, and asked cautiously, "I wonder... I wonder who this young man is? What brings you to my Lin Mansion?"

As he spoke, he looked up and down at the temperature, his eyes revealing a hint of vigilance and doubt.

Wen Wen, upon seeing this, hurriedly stepped forward, a gentle smile plastered on his face. He bowed and said to the doorman, "I am Mr. Gu's personal attendant. I have come here on the orders of my master to deliver a letter to Miss Lin, the fourth daughter of your family. I hope you will be kind enough to let me know whether your fourth daughter is at home."

After saying that, he took out an exquisite envelope from his pocket and handed it to the doorman.

"Oh, sir, you've come at an unfortunate time. Our fourth daughter has been busy at the farm recently. Not long after she finished her work, she took the sixth daughter out shopping this morning."

The Lin residence's doorman responded with a smile on his face, thinking to himself: Judging from the appearance and expression of this young man, he must be someone familiar with my fourth daughter. In this way, the fear I had previously felt because of the other party's unknown identity was alleviated a lot.

"So that's how it is..." Wen Su nodded slightly, indicating that he understood the situation.

Then, he skillfully pulled out a letter from his pocket and solemnly handed it to the concierge, saying with a serious expression, "Then I'll have to trouble you to pass this letter on to Fourth Miss Yulin. I have some urgent matters to attend to, so I can't stay any longer. I'll be leaving first."

After saying this, he bowed slightly to the doorman, then turned and left in a hurry, leaving behind only his back that was getting farther and farther away.

"Okay, take care, sir!" Seeing Wen Su leave without looking back, the doorman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.