Xiao Chuhan forced himself to collect his thoughts, carefully opened the envelope, and took out three photos from it.

He was stunned for a moment, picked up the photo and examined it carefully by candlelight, but gritted his teeth fiercely after seeing it clearly.

The girl in the photo smiled softly and kindly, causing his heart to beat faster. But there was another man standing beside her, a man he hated immensely. The man leaned his head closer to his Yun'er, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was laughing at him.

Black fox, Nangong Mo, how are you! I dared to sneak close to Yun'er while I was not by her side!

Xiao Chuhan looked at Nangong Mo's smiling face, his heart was sour and bitter, he really hated to tear these photos directly. However, there was his cloud on it, and he hadn't seen her for a long time, so long that the appearance in his memory had become illusory, and only crazy thoughts remained.

Yun'er, where are you? What are you doing? Why are you with this person? You brought him back to modern times, to your home? Are you cooking for him? Have you forgotten about me?

Xiao Chuhan suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chest, and couldn't help but reach out to touch his chest, his face was a little pale.

Da Xizi stood aside and waited, and suddenly saw the prince standing there with a shaky figure, so he hurriedly walked over to support him and persuaded: "Prince, it's too late, you better go back and rest." ”

Xiao Chuhan was awakened by his soft call, and hurriedly hid the three photos in his arms. He really couldn't handle government affairs at this time, so he had to nod and say, "Clean up here, you help me go back." ”

The prince actually wants someone to help him back? Da Xizi was frightened, and hurriedly ordered someone to pass the chariot, personally helped Xiao Chuhan up and sat down, escorted him into the dormitory, and handed it over to the pheasant slave.

After serving Xiao Chuhan and washing up, the pheasant slave helped him to the bed and covered him with a brocade quilt. Without Xiao Chuhan's order, she didn't dare to stay in the inner room, so she just closed the door gently for him and retreated on her own.

It's autumn, and the night is already a little cold, and the pheasant slave doesn't even take off his clothes, so he lies directly on his small bed. Although the prince has never regarded her as his own woman, in the pheasant slave's heart, she is the prince's person, and this will not change in this life.

The prince's face is not right tonight, the pheasant slave doesn't dare to sleep, she wants to take care of him.

Xiao Chuhan frowned slightly, and let the people serve him to bed, but after everyone withdrew, he took out the photos from his arms.

He didn't want to see Nangong Mo's beaten face at all, but his longing for Yun Yao couldn't be stopped, urging him to take out the photos and look at them over and over again, torturing himself over and over again.

Heartache, intense pain, every time I look at it, it hurts a little more. Xiao Chuhan finally couldn't bear it anymore, got up and picked up the scissors, and carefully cut Nangong Mo from the photo, leaving only Yun Yao with a gentle smile.

"Yun'er, wait for me, I'll look for you after the autumn harvest." He lightly imprinted a kiss on Yun Yao's face, and then put the three broken photos next to his pillow, almost keeping his eyes open until dawn.

The next day, Concubine He, who knew that her son was unwell last night, came early in the morning. As soon as she entered Xiao Chuhan's bedroom, she went straight into the inner room, and when she saw the pheasant slave sleeping in the outer room, Concubine He's brows furrowed.

I didn't want to say anything to this little palace maid, so Concubine He told her to stay outside and walked straight into the inner room by herself.

Xiao Chuhan finally fell asleep when it was almost dawn, but he slept very unsteadily. In his dream, he saw Yun Yao again, but she had cut her short hair neatly and was wearing a modern dress. She took a man's arm and walked down the road, whispering and laughing to him as she went.

Xiao Chuhan was in a hurry, and couldn't help but chase after him. He just called out to Yun'er, but the two got into a car and left.

Xiao Chuhan had a lot of things to say to Yun Yao in his heart, and when he saw her leave like that, he was anxious and angry, and he desperately chased after her. The speed of the car was so fast, Xiao Chuhan chased farther and farther, and gradually couldn't see Yun Yao's figure. He was so anxious that he shouted: "Yun'er, ...... you come back?"

"Yun'er, Yun'er...... You come back, I was wrong, I know I was wrong......" Xiao Chuhan in his sleep let out a burst of whispers, and Concubine He, who was quietly approaching, heard all of them in his ears.

Son, my poor son, what the hell is going on? Xiao Chuhan refused to say, and Concubine He couldn't inquire. All she knew was that her son was suddenly seriously injured and was taken back to the royal city by Limbo, and since then he has become less talkative and more diligent in government affairs than before.

She also tried to urge him to marry Yan Ji as soon as possible, but unfortunately, every time she mentioned this matter, Xiao Chuhan was silent with a cold face. Once he was urged to be in a hurry, he bluntly said that he wanted to withdraw from the marriage, and Concubine He was so frightened by him that he didn't dare to mention it anymore.

Is it because of Zhao Yun'er? The change in his son is all because of Zhao Yun'er? Concubine He caressed Xiao Chuhan's face with pity, but found that her hands were hot.

Not good, my son has a fever! Concubine He touched his forehead, and it was really hot. She hurriedly shouted outside: "Pheasant slave, hurry, go to the imperial doctor, the prince is sick!" ”

Xiliang Palace was busy for a while because of Xiao Chuhan's illness, but Nangong Mo held his stomach and laughed after getting the news. He laughed enough, tears came out of the corners of his eyes, but suddenly he couldn't laugh, he thought of himself.

Xiao Chuhan got sick after just looking at a few photos, what about himself? He knew that Yun Yao had Xiao Chuhan in his heart, and only pretended to be Xiao Chuhan, how could he laugh?

Alas, little girl, what should I do with you?

Nangong Mo sighed all the way and met Suman who was walking quickly. His heart moved, and he quickly stood up and asked, "Serman, why are you here?" Didn't you tell you to protect Miss Yun? ”

Cao Man glanced at Nangong Mo, who was outstanding, and his cheeks were slightly blushing. She lowered her head to hide her strangeness, and said, "Palace Master, Miss Yun said that she has been stranded here for more than ten days and wants to go back. The subordinates came here to spread the word on purpose. ”

What the? She's leaving?

Nangong Mo suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly asked, "Where is she now?" ”

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Cao Man's face was a little gloomy. She turned around and led the way in front, and said as she walked, "Miss Yun is teaching the villagers to accumulate fat in the village below the mountain at this time. She said that she would send the right seed in two days, and that she would leave when everyone had learned how to grow it. ”

Nangong Mo has been planning how to keep Yun Yao in the Goddess Palace for the past few days, but she didn't expect that the matter had not been done yet, but she already wanted to leave. Thinking of her peculiar abilities and some modern high-tech tools, Nangong Mo had no doubt at all that if she wanted to force her to stay, she would definitely leave on her own and never come back.

What to do? How can you convince her to stay willingly?

If she was allowed to meet Xiao Chuhan, she would never have a chance again. Nangong Mo knew better than Yun Yao herself that as long as Xiao Chuhan was willing to apologize, that girl would definitely forgive him immediately. And Xiao Chuhan already knew that Yun Yao was with him, would he come over after he got well?

Nangong Mo thought all the way, but he couldn't think of a feasible way until he got off the Broken Soul Cliff.

"Palace Master, Miss Yun is in front." Cao Man's voice sounded in his ears, interrupting Nangong Mo's thoughts.

Alas, I don't want to, let's see what this girl is doing.

Nangong Mo followed Cao Man's fingers and looked forward, but saw Yun Yao wearing a short-sleeved embroidered T-shirt, wearing sneakers and jeans underneath, standing on the ridge in a nondescript manner, directing several villagers to pour the collected cow dung into a deep pit.

Nanzhang was warm and humid, and the compost material exuded a peculiar smell, but Yun Yao only wore a mask, explaining to the farmers without being dirty, and sometimes shoveling the soil by herself.

Her white T-shirt was stained with dirt and the soles of her sneakers were covered with thick yellow mud, but she didn't mind stepping on the mud at all, answering the farmers' questions over and over again.

Nangong Mo looked at Yun Yao like this, the ripples in his heart rippled layer by layer, and he was a little stunned when he stood there. He was attracted by Yun Yao's serious and kind appearance at the beginning, so he took the initiative to approach her step by step and understand her. Now everything she does is no longer for Xiao Chuhan, it is completely for herself, how can he give up easily?

Yun Yao's face was sweating, and she couldn't help but wipe it with the back of her hand, leaving a shallow mud mark. Unaware of it, she continued to explain there.

"Don't be dirty, and don't be afraid of bitterness. We have a saying that says: "A crop is a flower, and it is all made by dung." This horse dung, cow dung, and human dung and urine are all good things, and in the future you will do what I have taught, so that the crops in your fields will increase the yield, and you will no longer have to go hungry. ”

Seeing that Yun Yao was easy and kind, a farmer couldn't help but pluck up his courage and asked, "Miss Yun, last time you said that you have found a suitable seed for us, as long as we are willing to work hard, we can have a harvest of thousands of catties per mu, is this true?" ”

"Of course it's true. My seeds are ready, and I'll send them to you in two days. You prepare the fertilizer first, and then plough the ground again. I promise you, if you are willing to work hard, you will definitely live a good life in the future. ”

Yun Yao's words gave the villagers infinite hope, I don't know who knelt down first, the villagers quickly bowed down, and everyone regarded Yun Yao as the great savior of the Goddess Palace.

Nangong Mo couldn't help but squint and smile when he saw that Yun Yao was hurriedly going to help one by one, but everyone refused to get up, and only expressed his gratitude in the most simple way.

"Saman, do you think she looks like the goddess in our Nanzhang folklore?"

Cao Man looked at Yun Yao, and couldn't help but admire: "Miss Yun does have a great favor to our Goddess Palace, Palace Master, do you want to ......?"

"Heh, I guess what's the use? If this girl is willing, it would be good. Nangong Mo's eyes rolled, and he quietly leaned into Cao Man's ear and muttered a few words.

The warm breath brushed past his ears, and Saman's cheeks slowly turned red again. After listening to Nangong Mo's words, she endured the discomfort, glanced at Yun Yao, who was embarrassed but glorious and holy, and nodded: "Yes, my subordinates will arrange it." ”