The story of a bullied daughter's rise to power

Tan Tai Wu Shang glanced at him and continued, "The prince consort liked to talk to the plum tree beneath it. Gradually, the princess grew dissatisfied with this state of affairs and said that the prince consort would go mad if he continued like this. There must be something wrong with the tree. She and the prince consort had been married for three years, and the plum tree had not bloomed in three years. She wanted to cut it down. The prince consort was naturally reluctant and tried to stop him. The princess was furious and argued with the prince consort. She thought the prince consort would compromise as in the past, but this time he didn't. The princess went to the palace to ask the emperor for a decision. Upon hearing about this, the emperor summoned the prince consort. The prince consort didn't want to cut down the plum tree and for the first time he was determined. The emperor knew that the princess was spoiled. The prince consort was a pillar of the country, and it would be more trouble than good to hurt him over such a trivial matter. In the end, the emperor issued an order: if the plum blossoms still didn't bloom this year, the tree was to be cut down."

“The Prince Consort can only agree.

The prince consort sat alone beneath the plum tree, explaining the matter to himself, unaware that the tree understood everything. When the plum blossoms bloomed, their fragrance wafting across the trunk, drawing crowds to the palace. This remarkable spectacle even startled the emperor. The princess remained convinced the plum blossoms were haunted, but she had already made a promise, and even if she wanted to, she couldn't go back on her word. She could only tolerate the tree's existence. When the plum blossoms bloomed, the prince consort and the princess drank and reveled beneath the tree. After the blossoms faded, they never returned. Later, the prince consort and the princess had children, and their estrangement ended, but the plum tree never spoke to the prince consort again. The plum tree blossomed and withered like this, until its tenth year. The flowers bloomed for an entire year, never withering, astonishing the entire court. The prince consort, intrigued, found the tree so captivating that he visited daily. It turned out the plum tree, deeply in love with the prince consort, had used its millennia of spiritual practice to force itself to bloom, to avoid being cut down. But the prince consort rarely looked at it, because he had a child and had completely reconciled with the princess. The plum tree was distressed and thought that if she could not be with him, she would make sure that he would never forget her. So, the plum tree used all its spiritual practice and bloomed for a whole year. The princess and her prince consort did not know the reason. Later, they met a Taoist priest and the prince consort told him about this. The Taoist priest said that he owed the plum tree a marriage. Upon hearing this, the prince consort burst into tears.

"The 'Nine Plum Blossoms' comes from this. It is said that the current Nine Plum Blossoms are the seeds dropped by the monster after he exhausted his cultivation. This kind of flower only blooms for ten years, but these ten years are enough to compare to one season of blooming of other flowers." After Tan Tai Wushang finished speaking, the Ninth Prince's eyes were already red: "Really... monsters can also have feelings. If I were your husband, I would divorce the princess and become a monk." The Ninth Prince said.

Tan Tai Wushang looked at him and suddenly remembered his reaction when she told him this story that day.

I still remember that he only said at that time that if he missed it, he would never look at flowers again in his life.

"But Third Brother, where did you hear this kind of story? Aren't these stories generally liked by women?" Here, the Ninth Prince had already asked a new question.

The Ninth Prince was like a troubled child, always asking vexing questions. Upon hearing this, Tan Tai Wu Shang glanced at him and said, "A former friend told me about this, but she is no longer alive."

"So that's how it is. Then, Third Brother, do you know where there's a Mei Kai Jiu Du nearby?"

"There is only one place near Luocheng where there are clusters of plum blossoms in full bloom," said Tan Tai Wushang.

"where?"

"Qiu Shui Villa."

Qiushui Villa? The Ninth Prince fell silent. He had heard of this place before. The owner of this place was very fond of plum blossoms and would not allow anyone to take them away.

"We're going?"

"Of course we have to go. Otherwise, how can we get what we want?" said the Third Prince.

"We can also wait outside. As long as we know the whereabouts of the prince and prevent him from returning to the capital, then our goal will be achieved, right?" The Ninth Prince thought very simply.

Tan Tai Wu Shang gave him a deep look, feeling that such a person's IQ was worrying. "What if we fail to capture them, and instead let them control the plague in Jiangnan, or even return to the capital? Instead of waiting, it's better to take the initiative. If Qiu Shui Villa is willing to hand over all of Mei Kai Jiu Du to us, then we will control the plague in Jiangnan, and the prince will be punished regardless of whether he returns or not."

"What you said does make sense, but how could it be possible that the owner of Qiu Shui Villa was like that?" The Ninth Prince was confused.

"Everything must be done before it is done. Let's get ready and go to Qiushui Villa." The Third Prince said calmly. After hearing this, the Ninth Prince didn't say anything more.

When Situ Yaorao returned to the house, she saw Feng Ziqi standing at the door waiting for her. When he saw her come back from outside, his expression was indifferent. There was no trace of life on that pretty face. His blood-red eyes just stared at her steadily without saying a word. However, this look gave Situ Yaorao a headache.

She wasn't afraid of what this person would ask, but she was afraid of him not asking anything. Even today, Cang still made her heart ache. She didn't like Feng Ziqi because he was the emperor of Mingyue Kingdom, not the Cang she knew. But... when he didn't speak, when those eyes looked at her helplessly, it always reminded her of the Cang who loved her and was simple-minded back then.

For a moment, I just felt sorry for it.

"Are you back? What do you want to eat? I'll ask Gusu to make it for you." Feng Ziqi's voice was gentle, without a trace of dissatisfaction. He held Situ Yaorao's hand with infinite tenderness. Situ Yaorao shook her head after hearing this, and looked at him and said, "Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"

"Words?" Feng Ziqi thought for a moment and said, "Of course there are. We should be back to Mingyue Country in three days. If there is anything you haven't done, just tell me and I will do it for you. Once you go to Mingyue Country, it will be difficult to come back." Feng Ziqi said.

"Don't play dumb. You should know what I mean." Situ Yaorao frowned and pushed the man away. Feng Ziqi looked at her, his bloodshot eyes tinged with deep meaning. "Play dumb? How could I play dumb? What I said is also true. In three days, I will take you to Mingyue Country. This is our agreement. I think you should not forget it, right?" Feng Ziqi was still gentle.

Situ Yaorao understood that he didn't care where she went or what she did. She would follow him no matter what. After all, he held her Ganoderma lucidum. Thinking of this, Situ Yaorao felt a surge of irritation. She didn't know where this man had put the Ganoderma lucidum.