After returning to the capital to farm, the abandoned concubine made a comeback.

Sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the Prince's Garden, casting dappled patterns of light, but it could not dispel the solemnity between Lin Qin's brows.

Today she was like a walking low-pressure zone, radiating an aura of "baby is unhappy".

Zhu Ling looked at her, and her heart clenched. What was this little girl up to now?

Didn't last night's "The stars are beautiful" appease her?

This task of appeasing his wife is too difficult for this prince!

The two walked side by side, the atmosphere heavy as if someone's ancestral grave had been dug up.

The little voice inside Lin Qin's heart was fighting fiercely: on one side was the luxurious life of the royal palace, and on the other was the freedom and joy of the farm.

She recalled rolling up her sleeves to farm, wielding a hoe, and running her small shop successfully—those were the highlights of her life!

Her current life feels like being trapped in a "rich cage," making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but sigh, her brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a mosquito.

Zhu Ling sensed her emotional fluctuations, and her heart leaped into her throat.

He carefully observed Lin Qin's expression, afraid of accidentally stepping on her landmine.

He thought to himself, "Could it be that she can't adapt to life in the Prince's mansion? Or perhaps she still wants to go back to that godforsaken farm?" Thinking of this, he felt as if he had been doused with a bucket of cold water, feeling utterly disheartened.

Just when the atmosphere was at its most oppressive, a servant rushed over, breaking the eerie silence.

"Your Highness, something terrible has happened! Someone from the palace has come and says that Her Majesty the Empress summons the Princess Consort..." The voice was as sharp as a needle, instantly piercing the thin barrier between the two.

Lin Qin's lips twitched when she heard the words "Empress".

It seems she can't escape this "palace intrigue" in the harem.

She took a deep breath, looked up at Zhu Ling, and her eyes held a hint of determination.

She wanted to tell him what she really wanted, but the words stuck in her throat.

Zhu Ling looked at Lin Qin and sensed the complexity in her eyes.

He knew that some things he would eventually have to face.

He felt a vague unease, a sense that something was about to happen, and that it would definitely give him a major headache.

"I understand, you may leave." Zhu Ling waved the servants away, turned to look at Lin Qin, and was about to say something when he saw Lin Qin suddenly turn around and walk towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion.

"Wait!" Zhu Ling called out hurriedly, only to find that Lin Qin's steps had quickened...

Lin Qin strode towards the gate of the Prince's Mansion, but in her heart it felt as if two armies were at war, with the war drums beating deafeningly.

The carefree rural life had always been her dream; but Zhu Ling's deep gaze was like a magnet, firmly drawing her heart in.

She bit her lip, quickening her pace until she was almost jogging. She needed some time and space to sort out this mess.

In the garden, the wind rustled through the leaves, as if providing accompaniment to Lin Qin's inner struggles.

She stopped, gripping a pillar of the pavilion, her body trembling slightly.

Should we leave?

Should we stay?

This multiple-choice question is even harder than the college entrance exam!

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed in Lin Qin's mind!

Who says a prince can't farm?

With such a large mansion, she could easily carve out a piece of land and realize her "pastoral dream," right?

Besides, with Zhu Ling as her free labor, wouldn't she be able to win without lifting a finger?

Thinking of this, Lin Qin couldn't help but smile, her eyes gleaming with slyness.

She wants to create her own "Royal Farm" here!

She turned abruptly and ran towards Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling watched as Lin Qin returned, and the weight that had been hanging over her heart finally lifted.

He was about to ask a question when Lin Qin suddenly hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to meld him into her very bones.

"You..." Zhu Ling was a little stunned by the sudden hug, but then he felt Lin Qin's determination and enthusiasm.

"I have something to tell you!" Lin Qin looked up, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I want the garden of the Prince's mansion..."

Lin Qin hugged Zhu Ling tightly, as if she were embracing the whole world.

Zhu Ling hugged her back tightly, resting his chin on the top of her head, feeling her warmth and heartbeat.

At this moment, pink bubbles filled the garden, and the air became sweet.

A maid from who-knows-who was passing by covered her mouth and chuckled. This display of affection was so sweet it was almost sickening!

"I want to transform the Prince's mansion's garden..." Lin Qin took a deep breath, as if announcing some major decision, "into a farm!"

Zhu Ling: ? ? ?

He suspected that he had heard wrongly.

Why turn a perfectly good royal garden into a farm?

What kind of trouble is this little girl up to now?

Lin Qin enthusiastically described her "grand plan": plant pumpkins on the east side of the garden, cucumbers on the west side, and raise a few chicks and ducks in the middle. Just thinking about it makes her feel wonderful!

She became more and more excited as she spoke, her eyes sparkling like stars in the sky.

Seeing her radiant appearance, Zhu Ling swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Never mind, my wife's happiness is the most important thing!

It's just a garden, isn't it?

change!

Lin Qin's "Prince's Farm Plan" quickly spread throughout the Prince's mansion, and the servants were all shocked: Is the Princess going to start farming on the Prince's head?

However, when Lin Qin brought out the pumpkin pancakes, cucumber salad and other delicacies she had made herself, everyone was won over!

This isn't a princess, she's a culinary goddess descended to earth!

The attitude of everyone in the Prince's Mansion towards Lin Qin has completely changed, from initial observation and suspicion to current respect and affection.

Even the concubines and maids who had previously harbored resentment towards Lin Qin began to take the initiative to befriend her. After all, who wouldn't want to get along well with a princess who is both a skilled cook and has a good personality?

The Prince's Mansion was a scene of harmony, like a paradise on earth.

Lin Qin is busy with her "farm business" every day, while Zhu Ling is responsible for helping her and occasionally showing off their affection, making others envious.

One day, Lin Qin was directing her servants to plant vegetables in the garden when suddenly a guard rushed over, "Your Highness, Your Highness, someone from the palace has arrived..."

The sun was shining brightly, and a gentle breeze was blowing. The back garden of the Prince's Mansion—or rather, the "Prince's Mansion Happy Farm"—was teeming with life.

Lin Qin rolled up her sleeves and directed her servants to move baskets of freshly picked vegetables onto a small cart, ready to deliver them to her newly opened shop.

That's right!

Ever since Lin Qin decided to transform the Prince's Garden into a farm, her little brain has been working non-stop.

She not only turned the garden into a vegetable garden, but also turned the surplus vegetables into various delicacies, opening a small shop called "The Princess's Vegetable Basket" at the entrance of the palace.

The moment this little shop opened, business was so booming it was unbelievable!

Pumpkin pancakes, cucumber salad, and cold wild vegetable salad are in high demand every day, attracting many wealthy ladies from Beijing to line up and try them.

The servants in the Prince's mansion admired Lin Qin immensely. Their initial reaction, "Is this princess a fool?", turned into "The princess is awesome, 666!"

They not only get to eat all kinds of delicious food every day, but they also learn many novel farming techniques.

The Prince's Mansion was filled with energy and laughter, like a large "happy planet".

Zhu Ling watched Lin Qin's busy figure, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

He discovered that ever since Lin Qin came to the Prince's residence, he had been living a particularly fulfilling life, especially...

happy.

Even the mountains of memorials looked much more pleasing to the eye.

This prince's greatest pleasure now is helping his wife and, incidentally, showing off their love, making all the single people envious and jealous!

However, just when Lin Qin thought everything was going in a good direction, bad news came from the capital.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, news has come from the capital that someone is secretly spreading rumors about the Prince's Mansion, saying that we are abusing our power and oppressing the people!" A guard rushed in, his face very grim.

Lin Qin and Zhu Ling exchanged a glance, their brows furrowing simultaneously.

They all knew that things were probably not that simple.

There must be someone behind this!

"Furthermore," the guard hesitated for a moment before continuing, "several major merchants in the capital seem to be joining forces to boycott the Princess's newly opened shop..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qin's heart tightened, and an ominous premonition surged into her mind.

She knew a storm was brewing.

She looked at Zhu Ling, who also gripped her hand tightly, his eyes firm and deep.

They didn't know what they would face next, but they knew they had to face it together!

"Your Highness, Your Highness," the guard continued, "more people have arrived from the palace..."