Xie Yichuan's side.
He had also had a restless night. As soon as morning came, he stood by the window, watching the ceaseless flow of traffic below.
"Young Master, you've been standing here for an hour. Aren't you tired? Is the scenery outside the window really that captivating?" Mo Yi asked curiously.
As his words fell, Xie Yichuan still paid no attention to his guard. Mo Yi, feeling helpless, had no choice but to summon Shi Qingfeng.
After Shi Qingfeng arrived, Xie Yichuan asked, before he could even speak, "Uncle Feng, do you know where my adoptive father picked me up back then?"
"According to the family head, he went to play on the back mountain of Qiyun Temple outside the capital that day. Passing by a deep pool, he happened to see a woman throwing you into the deep pool. Then, he flew over swiftly and rescued you from that deep pool," Shi Qingfeng said, his brow furrowed slightly.
"Did I have any wounds when adoptive father rescued me?" Xie Yichuan asked again.
"Yes, when the family head carried you back from the mountain, your head had been seriously injured by a blunt object, and you had bled a lot. It was a severe injury. According to the family head, after he stopped the bleeding on your head, he gave you five life-saving pills and transferred thirty percent of his internal energy to you to maintain your body temperature, which is how you survived," Shi Qingfeng sighed.
"Uncle Feng, do you know where Qiyun Temple is? How far is it from the capital?" Xie Yichuan asked after a moment of contemplation.
"Qiyun Temple is to the southwest of the capital. It takes at least an hour by carriage from the city to get there," Shi Qingfeng replied truthfully.
Upon hearing this, Xie Yichuan turned sideways and clasped his hands in gratitude towards Shi Qingfeng.
"Uncle Feng, Yichuan thanks you for telling me this. I will be going out with Mo Yi shortly and will return later. I hope you won't worry."
"Alright, your subordinate understands. Young Master, be careful on your way!" Shi Qingfeng cautioned him.
A short while later, Xie Yichuan and Mo Yi boarded a carriage and set off from the city towards Qiyun Temple.
...
At Cold King's Manor, after Prince Ji left, the Cold King and his consort retreated into Leng Ruo Li's system space.
The pebble that had been flying in mid-air that day was gone, and the snow on the edge of the grassy space had stopped. Looking from afar, the entire mountain was as if covered by a quilt. Everything in the distance appeared so pure white, as if their space had gained another Tianyun Mountain, which they had climbed last time.
"Li'er, the grassland in your space is now larger than the entire garden of the King's Manor. Why don't we use the grassland in your space to cultivate some seedlings of sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn? Then we can have more seedlings to plant in all the estates under our King's Manor. This way, we will have a better harvest in autumn, and in winter, we can distribute more food to the poor people to help them get through the winter," Jun Mohan suggested to Leng Ruo Li.
The main reason was that the produce grown on Leng Ruo Li's space grassland grew faster than that grown on land outside the space, and the soil within the space was also more fertile than the soil outside. If they cultivated more seedlings of these three crops in the space and planted them in the several estates under the Cold King's Manor, they would surely have a good harvest this year.
"Okay, as it happens, I still have some sweet potatoes and potatoes left in my space's storage, but there aren't many corn seeds. Let's till the land now while we have time."
Leng Ruo Li was a woman of action; she did as she said.
Subsequently, the two of them fetched two shovels from the storeroom and began tilling the land in the space.
...
Meanwhile, Prince Qing was causing a great commotion.
Since Prince Qing returned to his manor from the palace last night, his private parts had started to ache intermittently.
"Ah—"
"I don't want to live anymore, Zuo Qing. Kill me."
Prince Qing, Jun Moyao, covered his private parts with his hand and writhed on the bed, his body tossing and turning. At the same time, his mouth continued to wail.
"Your Highness, this subordinate dares not!" Zuo Qing said, his brow furrowed.
His Highness had started to ache after attending the Empress Dowager's birthday banquet last night and had been in distress all night. Countless doctors had been called, but none dared to treat him. This was because all the doctors in the capital knew how their Prince treated those who failed to cure him, so they were afraid to provoke him.
"Your Highness, please bear with it a little longer. This subordinate will send someone to the palace to have an imperial physician come to the Prince Qing's Manor to examine you. Also, I will urge the Empress to issue an order to bring the Cold King's Consort here to treat you," Zuo Qing said with a worried expression.
"No, no need. Have someone prepare the carriage now. I will go to the Cold King's Manor to seek treatment from Leng Ruo Li right away." The Prince Qing said this, dripping with sweat from the pain.
"Yes!"
After Zuo Qing responded, he ordered the guards stationed at Prince Qing's door to quickly arrange a carriage.
A while later, Zuo Qing accompanied Prince Qing to the Cold King's Manor.
However, when Prince Qing arrived at the main entrance of the Cold King's Manor, the guards stationed there stopped him, preventing him from directly entering.
"What do you people mean? I am visiting my second brother's residence, and you still need to report before I can enter?"
Prince Qing, exasperated, pointed at the guards at the Cold King's Manor and scolded them.
"Your Highness Prince Qing, we apologize. Our King and Consort did not inform us today that you would be visiting the Cold King's Manor and instructed us not to let you in without reporting. Therefore, Your Highness Prince Qing, please wait at the entrance for a moment. We have already sent someone to notify the King and Consort."
The gate guards remained unafraid in the face of Prince Qing's scolding.
"Damn it, this is outrageous!"
Prince Qing, infuriated by these guards at the Cold King's Manor, swore repeatedly.
On the other side.
Upon learning that Prince Qing wanted to see his King and Consort, the butler hurried to Han Che Yuan to notify the Cold King and his consort.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Your Highness, Consort, are you in the room? Prince Qing has come to our manor."
The butler gently knocked on the door of the Cold King and his consort's room and shouted loudly.
However, after waiting outside the door for a while, there was no response from the room.
So, the butler knocked on the door of the Cold King and his consort's room again.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
"Your Highness, Consort, Prince Qing has come to our manor." The butler shouted loudly to the Cold King and his consort.
As a result, there was still no response from inside the room.
At this moment, Xing'er and Ling'er, who were busy making pastries in the small kitchen, came out.
"Butler, the King and Consort are resting in their room. Is there something you need from them?" Xing'er asked curiously, looking at the butler.
"Xing'er, Prince Qing is making a fuss about wanting to enter our Cold King's Manor. However, our King gave instructions long ago that we are absolutely not to allow Prince Qing to enter our Cold King's Manor casually without his permission," the butler explained to Xing'er.
"Is that so! Then we'll help you call out the King and Consort too!"
With that, Xing'er and Ling'er also knocked on the door of the Cold King and his consort's room.
As soon as they had knocked twice, Leng Wang Li opened the door.