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

As night fell, Lin Qin stood in the garden of the Prince's mansion, gazing at the bright moon in the sky, her mind filled with countless thoughts.

Zhu Ling walked to her side and gently put his arm around her shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Lin Qin turned to look at him, a resolute glint in her eyes: "I'm thinking about how to renovate the palace gardens next..." Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed by, and a cold voice rang out in the night sky: "Your Highness, you should worry about your own safety first!"

Lin Qin's expression hardened, and she quickly regained her senses.

She chuckled coldly, "Thank you for the reminder, but how could mere rumors make me back down?" She turned to Zhu Ling, "Tomorrow morning, we'll go to the palace and begin the garden renovation."

The next day, Lin Qin and Zhu Ling arrived at the palace garden early in the morning.

The palace gardens are spacious, shaded by green trees, ancient and elegant.

However, what awaited them was not the cooperation they had expected, but rather Lin's cold face and a series of questions.

"Your Highness, if I may be so bold, your plan for renovating the countryside is rather impractical." Foreman Lin said with a gloomy face, his tone clearly showing his dissatisfaction. "Imperial gardens have their own traditions and rules; how can they be changed so easily?"

Lin Qin smiled slightly, but her eyes were full of determination: "Foreman Lin, I understand your concerns, but times are changing, and palace gardens also need to keep up with the times. My plan is not just a renovation, but a sublimation of palace gardens."

Foreman Lin became even more adamant: "Every stone and every tree in a traditional garden has its unique history and significance. Your arbitrary alterations will only disrupt the harmony of the garden."

The surrounding craftsmen and servants echoed this sentiment, their faces showing doubt.

Lin Qin was anxious, but she did not back down. Instead, she became even more determined: "Foreman Lin, you are a senior landscape expert, and I respect your opinion very much. But please give me a chance to show the charm of rural transformation."

Foreman Lin shook his head coldly: "Excuse my bluntness, Your Highness, your plan is too bold and too risky. I cannot risk the safety of the palace gardens."

Lin Qin took a deep breath and decided to try another approach: "Foreman Lin, you are a representative of upholding tradition, but even palace gardens need innovation. I have a suggestion: why don't you talk to Old Farmer Tian? He is a folk expert in rural landscapes and may be able to give you some new inspiration."

Foreman Lin frowned, seemingly considering Lin Qin's suggestion.

People around them cast curious glances, waiting to see how things would unfold.

Lin Qin looked at Foreman Lin, her determination unwavering: "Foreman Lin, I'm willing to prove my plan is feasible with my actions. Are you willing to give me that opportunity?"

Foreman Lin was silent for a moment, then finally nodded: "Alright, I'm willing to listen to Old Farmer Tian's opinion. But if he can't convince me either, your plan still won't work."

Lin Qin was overjoyed and immediately arranged for someone to invite Old Farmer Tian.

As night deepened, the atmosphere in the palace gardens remained tense, but Lin Qin's heart was filled with hope.

She knew this was just the beginning, and the challenges ahead would be formidable, but no matter what, she would not give up.

Night fell once more. Lin Qin stood in the garden, gazing into the distance, silently vowing, "No matter what, I will bring new life to the palace gardens!" (From "Palace Garden Renovation: A Difficult Circumstances Await a Breakthrough")

As night deepened, Lin Qin stood in the garden, gazing into the distance, silently vowing, "No matter what, I will bring new life to the palace gardens!"

The next morning, Lin Qin arrived at the palace garden early, with Zhu Ling standing firmly beside her.

They went straight to Foreman Lin, ready to discuss the renovation plan again.

Foreman Lin still looked gloomy, but Lin Qin already had a plan in mind.

“Foreman Lin, I’ve invited a folk expert on rural life—Old Farmer Tian. He might be able to give you some new inspiration,” Lin Qin said with a smile.

Foreman Lin frowned, but still nodded, gesturing for Old Farmer Tian to step forward.

Old Farmer Tian was a dark-skinned, kind-smiling old man. When he saw Foreman Lin, he showed great respect: "Foreman Lin, you are an expert in palace gardens. I'm afraid my folk skills are no match for yours." Foreman Lin snorted coldly and said nothing.

Seeing this, Lin Qin spoke softly, "Old Farmer Tian, ​​just tell us your thoughts, and we'll discuss it together."

Old Farmer Tian nodded and said, "Actually, there are many similarities between palace gardens and folk gardens."

While every tree and stone in a traditional garden certainly has its unique history and significance, appropriately introducing new elements can also revitalize the garden.

He pointed to an ancient tree not far away and continued, "For example, we can plant some easy-to-grow and environmentally friendly flowers and plants around this ancient tree. In this way, we can preserve the historical significance of the ancient tree and add some vitality to it."

As Foreman Lin listened, his brows gradually relaxed, and he felt a subtle stirring in his heart.

Old Farmer Tian continued, "We can try introducing some running water into the pond in the garden and adding aquatic plants. This will not only be aesthetically pleasing but also purify the water. As for those open spaces, we can plant some seasonal vegetables, which will be both practical and add interest."

Upon hearing this, Foreman Lin's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized, "So that's how it is! I've been sticking to tradition all along, but I've overlooked the importance of innovation. Old Farmer Tian, ​​your suggestion is indeed very reasonable!"

The surrounding craftsmen and servants also cast approving glances, and an atmosphere of surprise and admiration filled the palace gardens.

Zhu Ling silently supported Lin Qin from the side, and he prepared a plate of exquisite snacks for her.

Lin Qin picked up a pastry and said with a smile, "Thank you for your support, Ling."

Zhu Ling gently held her hand, his eyes full of tenderness: "As long as you're here, I'm willing to support you in doing anything."

A warm feeling welled up in Lin Qin's heart, and the air around her seemed to be filled with a cozy atmosphere.

She turned to look at the scene of Old Farmer Tian and Foreman Lin talking, her heart filled with hope: "Tonight, I will discuss the specific renovation plan with Old Farmer Tian in detail."

Just then, a disdainful voice came from not far away: "Your Highness, I'm afraid your renovation plan will ruin the feng shui of the palace, won't it?" As soon as the words were spoken, Miss Su appeared in front of everyone. Miss Su swayed her waist and walked gracefully, followed by a group of noblewomen who echoed her.

She smiled dismissively, her smugness almost overflowing: "Your Highness, the feng shui of the palace is not to be taken lightly. Your radical renovations may have offended the dragon vein, didn't they?"

Lin Qin just wanted to roll her eyes at these clichés.

This Miss Su really seems to have a built-in "fault-finding radar" wherever she goes.

She sighed helplessly, thinking to herself that the power struggles within ancient families were even more terrifying than modern workplace manipulation.

For a moment, a heavy atmosphere of oppression enveloped the palace, as if the air itself had frozen.

Lin Qin ignored Miss Su's feng shui theory, and instead smiled knowingly: "How can one speak carelessly about feng shui? Why not invite a court feng shui master to take a look together, so that everyone can feel at ease?"

These words caused an uproar; no one had expected Lin Qin to be so frank.

Miss Su's smile froze. She thought Lin Qin would panic and try to explain, but she didn't expect her to directly invite a feng shui master. Wasn't this just shooting herself in the foot?

Soon after, the court feng shui master was invited over, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the feng shui master's "judgment".

Miss Su felt like she had swallowed a fly; she was both annoyed and helpless. How could things have turned out this way?

Lin Qin stood calmly in place, as if she had everything under control.

She knew that in the face of absolute power, any schemes and tricks would seem pale and powerless.

She wanted to see what other tricks Miss Su could pull.

The feng shui master carefully examined the renovation plan and walked around the garden several times. Finally, he stroked his beard and slowly said, "This plan... is brilliant!"

The crowd erupted in an uproar, and Miss Su was dumbfounded. Her carefully prepared rumor had been so easily debunked.

Lin Qin is indeed no pushover.

Lin Qin felt a secret thrill at the sight of Miss Su's defeated expression. She knew that defeating magic with magic was the most satisfying thing.

At this moment, Zhu Ling walked to her side, leaned down and whispered in her ear, "What do you want to eat tonight?" Upon hearing this, Lin Qin smiled knowingly and replied, "I think..." The feng shui master's words, "Excellent," were like a bolt from the blue, slapping Miss Su's face hard.

The "feng shui pit" she had meticulously planned was completely filled in by Lin Qin, who even planted a landmine for her.

Lin Qin secretly rejoiced at Miss Su's expression of having swallowed a fly. "I love seeing you hate me but can't do anything about it!"

At this moment, Lin Qin stood in the palace garden, the sunlight shining on her, as if she had a protagonist's aura.

The artisans and servants around her no longer looked at her with doubt and disdain, but with awe and admiration.

How could she be a demoted and abandoned concubine?

It was clearly Niohuru Qin. With the rise of the Niohuru clan, who dared to disobey?

"Your Highness is truly amazing!"

"Yes, it seems we all underestimated Her Highness the Princess!"

"With Her Highness the Princess in charge, this palace garden will surely be transformed!"

Praises poured in like a tide, and Lin Qin felt delighted. Who doesn't like to hear compliments?

This feels even better than lying at home binge-watching TV shows!

However, Lin Qin did not indulge in the brief joy.

She knew very well that the challenges before her were just the tip of the iceberg.

The renovation of palace gardens requires not only ingenious design, but also sufficient financial support.

Furthermore, the people of Beijing are not familiar with rural culture, so how to promote it is also a challenge.

Moreover, the palace is rife with undercurrents; who knows what other tricks await her?

She walked over to Zhu Ling and said with a smile, "Ling, I feel like we still have a lot to do!"

Looking at the determination in her eyes, Zhu Ling smiled gently: "Don't worry, I will always be with you."

Just then, Lin Qin's personal maid rushed over, panting, and said, "Your Highness, something terrible has happened..."

Lin Qin turned to look at her, her brows furrowing slightly as a thought flashed through her mind.

"What's wrong? What happened?"