The whole family is obsessed with love? The princess woke them up one after another.

Fu Xinyu stared blankly, her mouth slightly agape, momentarily speechless.

Qi Zhiyu pressed, "What's wrong? Are you hard of hearing? Didn't you hear me?"

"Or are you saying you're too lazy to answer my question?"

Fu Xinyu trembled in fright and repeatedly denied it: "No, no, this subject, this subject..."

"Stop stammering!" Qi Zhiyu snapped coldly, "Do you know or not?"

"I...I know..." Fu Xinyu lowered her head, twisting her handkerchief in her hands, and answered reluctantly in a low voice.

"Since you knew, why didn't you ask me for help immediately?" Qi Zhiyu asked curiously. "Weren't you very concerned about Princess Wu?"

"They were so anxious that they couldn't wait to arrange a sedan chair to take her back to the palace. They wanted to find a doctor on the street to diagnose her."

Fu Xinyu didn't know how to explain.

"Would it be convenient for the princess to see any doctor at any clinic outside?" Qi Zhiyu asked again.

"Or are you waiting for the physician from the Prince of Wu's residence to arrive?"

Qi Zhiyu scoffed, "Which takes less time: waiting for the imperial physician to arrive, or finding a sedan chair to send Princess Wu back?"

The customers below the teahouse were dumbfounded.

They were quite frightened when Princess Wu suddenly fainted.

Fu Xinyu's hurried words further swayed all their thoughts.

Now that Qi Zhiyu has said this... it really seems a bit off.

"Your behavior is very unusual," Qi Zhiyu pondered. "Just now, you kept mentioning that Princess Wu was raising money for the people of Yiyang Prefecture."

"Hmm...you want to emphasize that the reason Princess Wu fainted from exhaustion was entirely because of the people of Yiyang Prefecture?"

"Are you trying to highlight what the Wu Prince's Mansion has done, while simultaneously putting down our Rui Prince's Mansion, saying we're cold-blooded, selfish, and don't know how to serve the people?"

Fu Xinyu waved her hands frantically: "No, no... Princess, I had no such intention."

"I was just in a moment of panic."

"Princess Wu has fainted. I am terrified. What could have happened?"

"Ah, so that's how it is?" Qi Zhiyu suddenly realized. "But you're so afraid something might happen to her, yet you won't ask me to take a look at her... Do you think I'm heartless enough to just watch my aunt die in front of me?"

Fu Xinyu: "..."

What exactly is Qi Zhiyu trying to do?

Is there a standard answer to Qi Zhiyu's question?

Qi Zhiyu wanted to hear her answer.

Qi Zhiyu asked, puzzled, "Is my question difficult to answer?"

Fu Xinyu looked at Qi Zhiyu with reddened eyes, her pitiful appearance as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Qi Zhiyu truly lacked compassion, especially compassion for her enemies; such a fine virtue was simply not hers.

"Is the reason you're not answering because I guessed right?" Qi Zhiyu concluded.

Fu Xinyu, of course, couldn't admit it: "No, Princess!"

Qi Zhiyu understood: "So the whole thing is a conspiracy, and the fainting was fake. Otherwise, why would it be so difficult to answer?"

Fu Xinyu stared at Qi Zhiyu in disbelief. How could she do this?

"People only remain silent when the truth is not in their favor," Qi Zhiyu chuckled. "I understand."

"The Prince of Wu's residence has really gone to great lengths."

After Qi Zhiyu finished speaking, she turned around and left the private room.

Outside the private room, a number of onlookers had gathered to watch the spectacle.

They dared not say anything, but their sparkling eyes revealed just how excited they were.

Qi Zhiyu chuckled inwardly. Wasn't the King of Wu and his men just trying to cause trouble?

So she decided to help them out.

Since they're all relatives, she wouldn't hesitate to do such a small favor.

As soon as Qi Zhiyu left, the door to the private room was quickly closed by Princess Wu's maid, shutting out the prying eyes from outside.

"Your Highness... Ah!" Fu Xinyu cried out in pain, clutching her cheek and looking at Princess Wu with a pitiful expression.

Why did you hit her?

Princess Wu glared at her fiercely: "Why are you saying so much?"

If she had said less, she wouldn't have offended Qi Zhiyu.

Now all their efforts over the past few months have been in vain.

Fu Xinyu felt extremely wronged; wasn't this all arranged by Princess Wu?

They only came over to "faint" because they knew Qi Zhiyu was drinking tea here. Wasn't it all just to highlight the Wu Prince's Mansion and put down the Rui Prince's Mansion?

Now that things haven't gone smoothly, why is it all her fault?

Sure enough, only he... truly understood her hardships.

Thinking of that person, a sweet warmth finally welled up in Fu Xinyu's bitter heart.

Princess Wu glared at Fu Xinyu, but did not continue her scolding.

Since things had already come to this, she naturally had to play her part completely and wait for the royal physician to arrive before making any further decisions.

Otherwise, it would really confirm that she was faking fainting.

Princess Wu continued her act in the private room, while news of what was happening in the teahouse spread rapidly.

The whole neighborhood was buzzing with talk of it.

It seems that the purpose of the Wu Prince's Mansion raising money for the people of Yiyang Prefecture was not so simple.

Even if Prince Rui and the others did nothing, it's acceptable.

Upon hearing this, a man selling steamed buns at a street stall spat and said, "Why isn't Prince Rui doing his job?"

The people setting up stalls nearby, upon hearing this, realized there were details they didn't know, so they had to listen.

"Dali, what's going on? What do you know?" The others immediately inquired.

Dali snorted, ripped the cloth hanging around his neck off, and threw it onto the stall: "What do I know?"

"I am from Yiyang Prefecture."

"I received a letter from home."

Upon hearing this, the people around immediately gathered around: "What news?"

"What did you say?"

Dali said proudly, "Everyone who needed to be settled has been settled, and the imperial court even has people teaching them how to grow medicinal herbs."

"Huh? Grow medicinal herbs?" The person next to him was dumbfounded.

"That stuff must be hard to grow, right?"

"That's right, what if we grow them but can't sell them?"

"Growing grain is still the best option!"

At least even if the grain can't be sold, it can still be eaten by our own family.

All that hard work in planting the medicinal herbs, only to have them end up stuck in your hands? Wouldn't that be a complete waste?

Moreover, the value of medicinal herbs is different from that of grains; the price is ultimately determined by the pharmacy.

"What do you know?" Dali waved his hand dismissively. "The imperial court allows us to grow medicinal herbs, provides the seeds, and ultimately, the imperial court buys them back after they've been grown."

Those nearby immediately understood: "Does that mean if you plant them, they're guaranteed to sell?"

"That's not all!" Dali laughed excitedly. His family's livelihood was now secure, how could he not be happy?

"At first, the seeds were sold on credit. Later, when the imperial court collected the medicinal herbs, the cost was deducted from the cost of the herbs. In the early stages, a portion of the cost of the herbs would also be given."

Those around gasped: "Paying in advance?"

"Of course!" Dali exclaimed excitedly, his face flushed. "Anyway, when we grow grain, there's no such thing as being paid in advance!"

"Is this for real?" Everyone around was incredibly envious.

"Of course! My parents had someone write me a letter specifically for me," Dali laughed. "These things were arranged by Prince Rui, in addition to the arrangements made by the imperial court!"