Eavesdropping on Fu Bao's inner thoughts, emptying the stored grain and fleeing the famine

After sorting out the various matters concerning the Ministry of Revenue, Li Yuanqi's expression improved considerably.

Moreover, the old fogies in the Ministry of Rites have all been behaving themselves lately, leaving Li Yuanqi unsure of what to do next.

"Aren't you going to clean up the Ministry of Rites?" Lian Rongrong sat listlessly in Li Yuanqi's study, her slender fingers gently fiddling with the dried tangerine peel beside the teacup.

Li Yuanqi has been so busy lately that she specially prepared some dried tangerine peel and chrysanthemum for him to make tea.

But this guy didn't seem to like the taste of dried tangerine peel. He drank all the chrysanthemum tea, but left all the dried tangerine peel behind.

As Lian Rongrong added the dried tangerine peel to the tea, Li Yuanqi also looked up from his desk.

"What? You want to deal with the Ministry of Rites?" Li Yuanqi's eyes held a hint of doting.

Lian Rongrong gently shook the teapot, slowly poured herself a cup of tea, and then smelled it.

"It's not that we necessarily have to deal with the Ministry of Rites. If those senior officials could all be more discerning, we wouldn't have to force them all to their deaths."

only……"

"Just what?"

"Giving them a good talking-to isn't too much to ask, is it?" Lian Rongrong parted her red lips slightly, taking a sip of tangerine peel tea, the taste of which was rather weak.

Li Yuanqi seemed to have already guessed Lian Rongrong's thoughts, his eyes showing no surprise but only a smile.

"It seems my sister-in-law has really offended Madam."

Lian Rongrong's expression remained unchanged; she simply added more dried tangerine peel to the teapot. "But sister-in-law? Your second brother is even more detestable!"

When Li Yuanyi was mentioned, Li Yuanqi's eyes darkened.

"Alright, since Madam wants to deal with him, then let's have some fun with Lord Yan. It'll be good to teach that guy a lesson."

With Yan Hui down, the others will probably behave even better.

“Your Highness is absolutely right.” As Lian Rongrong spoke, she had already taken a teacup and walked to Li Yuanqi.

"Drink it!" Lian Rongrong's gentle yet domineering voice rang out from above Li Yuanqi's head.

Li Yuanqi smelled the dried tangerine peel and looked disgusted: "That stuff tastes awful, I won't drink it!"

"How is it bad? The tangerine peel smells so good." Lian Rongrong leaned forward slightly, her beautiful eyes fixed on Li Yuanqi.

The two were close enough to feel each other's presence. Li Yuanqi looked at Lian Rongrong's barely visible collarbone, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He had just slept with her last night, but as soon as this woman got close, he couldn't control his wicked thoughts.

"I'll drink it if you want, but you can feed me."

Seeing Li Yuanqi's shameless expression, Lian Rongrong straightened up and downed the tangerine peel tea in her cup in one gulp.

"Drink it or don't, why should I feed you? You're so spoiled!"

Lian Rongrong turned to leave, but her wrist was grabbed forcefully.

"This tea was clearly meant for me, how could you drink it yourself? No way, I have to get it back."

Li Yuanqi stood up, his tall figure completely enveloping Lian Rongrong. Lian Rongrong frowned slightly, already sensing the difference in Li Yuanqi.

"Li Yuanqi, what are you going to do now?"

"What are you doing? Drinking tea." Li Yuanqi lowered his head and, without further ado, sealed Lian Rongrong's lips.

As his tongue moved across his lips and teeth, the faint aroma of dried tangerine peel seemed to possess a magical power, captivating Li Yuanqi and making him unable to resist.

Lian Rongrong felt like she was about to suffocate from the kiss. She punched Li Yuanqi's chest with her fists, and only then did he reluctantly leave her lips.

"I'm suffocating!" Lian Rongrong said, her face flushed and panting as she glared at him.

Li Yuanqi, however, wore a mischievous expression: "Oh? You're suffocating? How are you suffocating?"

Hearing the implication in Li Yuanqi's words, Lian Rongrong was both ashamed and angry. She raised her foot to kick the scoundrel in front of her, but the scoundrel was one step ahead of her.

Li Yuanqi supporting her right leg only made the position more ambiguous.

"Looks like he's about to burst, why is he in such a hurry?"

"Li Yuanqi, you bastard! You want it at night, you want it during the day, you're a beast!"

Lian Rongrong's cursing reached the courtyard. At that moment, Lian Yicheng was pulling his nephew Fubao's hand as they came to find their mother.

Little Fu Bao tilted her head and looked at Lian Yicheng.

Uncle, what does Father want? Why does he want it day and night?

Even Lian Yicheng, a grown man, blushed slightly upon hearing his sister's lewd words.

He picked up Fu Bao, turned around, and left, muttering, "These two are really crazy!"

Lian Rongrong and Li Yuanqi were engrossed in their fight and didn't notice the uncle and nephew outside the door.

However, with the atmosphere already set, it would seem rather unmanly of Li Yuanqi not to do something.

After all that commotion, the desk in the study was a mess, and even Rongrong's cheeks were flushed, her earlier arrogance long gone.

Seeing that Lian Rongrong was still too weak, Li Yuanqi simply picked her up and carried her horizontally.

"What are you going to do again?"

Li Yuanqi gently kissed Lian Rongrong's forehead: "Why do you still miss me?"

"you!"

"I'll take you back to your room. You're interfering too much with my work." Li Yuanqi grinned mischievously, then picked up Lian Rongrong and strode out of the study.

The servants were already used to the ambiguous relationship between their two masters.

As soon as Qiuju saw Lian Rongrong being carried back, she thoughtfully prepared warm water for her.

After washing herself, Lian Rongrong actually fell asleep wrapped in a blanket. Perhaps she had been too exhausted, because she slept for two hours straight.

When she heard the indistinct sounds, Lian Rongrong felt her eyelids getting incredibly heavy. She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't.

"Why is she so hot?" Li Yuanqi touched Lian Rongrong's forehead, his brows furrowing tightly. "Please summon the imperial physician."

Qiuju responded and then turned and ran out.

If Lian Rongrong were awake, she could conjure up some fever-reducing medicine for herself, or she could simply hide in her space and soak in the warm stream.

But now that she's delirious with fever, she can only turn to external help.

The Zhao family physician had previously served at the General's residence, and naturally, when the family returned, he invited some of the elderly people back as well.

Despite his advanced age, the Zhao family doctor was still being dragged around by Qiuju, and his old bones almost fell apart when he saw Lian Rongrong.

However, since the princess had been raised by the physician Zhao, when he saw that she had fainted from a high fever, the physician Zhao disregarded his own old bones and hurriedly stepped forward to take her pulse.

"How is she? Why does she have such a high fever?"

The physician from the Zhao family withdrew his hand, turned to look at Li Yuanqi, hesitated, but after thinking for a moment, finally whispered:

"Your Highness should still restrain yourself. Although you are young, you should not overdo it. Miss's high fever is due to fatigue and a cold."

Although the physician Zhao spoke in a veiled manner, Li Yuanqi understood perfectly. Recalling the fierce battle that had taken place in the study during the day, Li Yuanqi couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

A hint of guilt and embarrassment crept onto Li Yuanqi's face. He mumbled a reply and then instructed the physician Zhao to write a prescription.

Fortunately, Lian Rongrong's illness came on quickly and went away quickly; after one dose of herbal medicine, her fever subsided overnight.

Looking at Li Yuanqi, who was lying by the bedside without taking off his clothes, Lian Rongrong felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She reached out and touched Li Yuanqi's furrowed brows.

Although the movements were gentle, the man was immediately awakened.

"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Li Yuanqi asked anxiously.

"never mind."

"It's all my fault!" Li Yuanqi said, his face full of frustration.

"Fool." This was the first time Lian Rongrong had ever seen Li Yuanqi like this.

"I'll focus on getting ready to go back tomorrow. Lian Rongrong, you're not allowed to seduce me anymore!"

Lian Rongrong: ...