Ark, I got cold a little early

"Shennong...huh?"

Hongyu pinched his chin and looked at Shu, who had a serious and somewhat embarrassing expression on his face (like a child running away from home for their dream and being visited by their parents), and slowly said, "So, this is the ridiculous reason why you came all the way to Dahuang City... just to carry on the legacy of a pen pal?"

"Sir...this is not a ridiculous original..." Shu was about to say something when he was interrupted by Hongyu.

"Of course it's ridiculous, Shu." Hongyu sighed. "You have absolutely no need to do that, Shu."

"But..." Shu was stunned and wanted to refute something, but his spell was still interrupted by Hongyu.

"Listen to me. First of all, I support you and everything you do. This is my most fundamental principle."

"You came to Dahuang City to carry on the legacy of Shennong. You came to serve the people of this world... You want to say, 'This is great, isn't it?'"

"But you seem to be putting too much on your shoulders, aren't you?"

"But what about you? Are you going to force yourself to do this just based on the so-called legacy? You can hold on for a hundred years, you can hold on for a thousand years, but can you hold on for ten thousand years?"

"Suppose, ten thousand years later, you finally get tired of it. You're tired of this burden, but do you really have the ability to let it go? Wouldn't you be unable to sleep or eat because of the recurrence of famine caused by the burden you've left behind?"

Shu suddenly felt a little guilty. In his memory, Hongyu had never spoken so seriously to anyone before...except for himself now...

"Sir, you're exaggerating... A thousand years from now, humans will definitely not experience famine again, right? By then, won't I be able to..."

"Shu, don't lie to me. You already know the root cause of the famine in this land, right?"

"..."

"Devil, right?"

"..." Shu was silent for a while again, and the expression on her face gradually changed from surprise to indifference.

That's right, how could I possibly hide what I did from Mr.? After all, he was the almighty Mr....

"Sir... do you know everything? About the evil spirits polluting the land?" Hongyu's words shattered all the preparations Shu had prepared to deal with him, so he had no choice but to ask tentatively.

"Oh, I knew it." Hongyu smiled, but all Shu could feel from Hongyu's smile was the feeling of a naughty child who made a mistake and was sweating in front of his parents.

"I suppose if you really can't solve the problem of demonic contamination, then you have to take matters into your own hands and seal it with your own consciousness?"

“…” Shu was silent again.

Seeing this, Hongyu shook his head and walked in front of Shu.

Over the past hundred years, the girl in front of him has grown a lot. At the beginning, she could only reach his waist, but now she is only a head shorter than him.

"Promise me, okay? Shu, don't make things difficult for yourself." Hongyu took the girl who was in a dilemma into his arms.

"But... the people of Dahuang City are still facing famine..." Shu's tone was embarrassed. He was confused and subconsciously relied on Hongyu.

"Leave it to me, I will take care of it." Hongyu agreed without hesitation. Although it seemed that the consciousness of "Sui" had not had much impact on Shu, even Hongyu felt a little distressed when he saw Shu's haggard face.

Is my heart aching because I can't bear to see Shu's hard work and self-sacrifice?

"As for now, take a good rest." Hongyu's tone was gentle, and he seemed to have a slight emotional fluctuation that he had not noticed.

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The full ears of wheat slipped from Shu's hands, the light of the morning sun reflected on her beautiful face, drops of sweat slid down her cheeks and dripped into the field at her feet.

"They're already ripe," Shu sighed. "The seeds you left behind, after thousands of years of development, are now enough to alleviate famine in almost all areas of Da Yan..."

Suddenly, she seemed to see a familiar figure sitting in front of the door enjoying the cool air under the morning sun, and he waved at her.

"Sir?" Shu was stunned, but the figure disappeared the next second.

"Hallucination...?" Shu rubbed his eyes and smiled wistfully.

What am I thinking... Mr. has already... passed away...

She took a deep breath and continued with her schedule for the day.

gentlemen……

This prosperous age is as you wish.

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Chapter 16: /(/ /o/ω/o/ /)/

In the experimental field of Dahuang City.

"Mr. Governor... why did you come to Dahuang City to farm?" An old farmer looked at Hongyu who was in a miserable state in the farmland and asked the farmer on the other side.

"Is it because of you, Shu?" the man asked uncertainly, turning to the equally busy Shu. "But is it really okay for the governor to skip the work of the Simayi Office and come plant rice and farm?"

"That gentleman has probably been handed over to my second brother." Shu, holding a roll of rice ears, appeared beside the two of them and naturally started chatting with them.

flutter--!

In the farmland, Hongyu, who was not familiar with the rice planting process, lost his balance and sat down in the mud. The mud and water stained his clothes that he had received from an old farmer's house.

"Oh no... I have to send it back..." Hongyu wiped the sweat off his face with his arm that was not stained with mud, and stood up in the field with some difficulty.

"Puchi..." Shu, who was not far away, saw Hongyu lose his composure for the first time and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Let's go to my field and clean it up. It's a little hard to see on the ridge." She bent down, picked up Hongyu and her shoes, and spoke to the man who seemed a little unconvinced and started to fight with the farmland.

Seeing that the more experienced Shu had already spoken, Hongyu had no choice but to carry the two Tianshi rulers' brackets, smiled and nodded, and followed behind.

The ridge of the field is one foot wide, and two people can walk in front and behind.

Only twenty steps away from the edge of the field, under the stars and the moon, there stands a thatched bamboo house in a small garden with a bamboo fence.

Pushing open the waist-high bamboo door, Hongyu followed Shu in.

The light is bright, pale yellow but not dim, perhaps it is a magic.

The room is simply furnished. There is a stove in the front and a cupboard next to a water tank on the left. Turning right is the bedroom. Once you enter the room, there is only a kang, a table, a wall-mounted cupboard, and front and back windows.

"Let's put the shelf behind the door." Shu turned around and pointed behind the main door.

"Okay." Hongyu nodded and put down the bracket

"I'll go wash first." Hongyu, who was tired after a day of work, said this first and ran to wash the mud off his body.

Shu, who was not stained with much mud, smiled and did not make any unnecessary movements.

Or... this is the first time I see you looking so embarrassed.

Shu recalled the many jokes that Hongyu made when he planted rice for the first time in the morning.

She covered her mouth and chuckled twice, feeling a little happy about revealing Hongyu's unknown side.

"Oh, by the way, the clothes that sir borrowed need to be washed and returned to Uncle Wang..." Shu suddenly remembered something and walked in the direction that Hongyu left.

It's only been a few minutes, the gentleman should still be cleaning, right?

The steam in the bathroom told Shu the answer.

Wisps of steam emerged from the gaps between the bamboo door and the ceiling, carrying a warm breath.

Obviously, Hongyu is still washing.

"Where are sir's... clothes?" Shu didn't see Hongyu taking off his clothes outside the door. After hesitating for a moment, he knocked on the door and prepared to ask.

knock knock --

Shu tapped a few times with his fingers, and then the door creaked open.

Eh?! Sir, he—opened the door?

Shutou outside the door was a little stunned... because she saw Hongyu, who had just finished washing and walked out of the bathroom in a few minutes, without a shirt and only wearing a pair of loose shorts, wiping his hair with a towel that looked familiar.

A few drops of water flowed down Hongyu's angular face, dripped onto his shoulders, and along his prominent collarbone.

Huh? Why... did you wash so quickly?

The gentleman has beautiful eyes, gray-blue...

She has a figure that makes her look thinner when she wears clothes, but she's surprisingly strong...

No! No way! What am I looking at?!

Shu blinked at that moment and looked away a little embarrassedly, but before that, she seemed to notice that Hongyu seemed to be holding something wrong in his hand...

"Sir..." Shu's face turned red instantly after seeing that the towel Hongyu was holding to dry his hair was actually his bath towel. "That...that is..."

Hongyu was startled, and then he noticed the towel in his hand as he followed the direction of Shu's fingers. He comforted her, "Don't worry, this is mine."

Even Hongyu can do something as simple as copying a towel.

Eh?

Shu was stunned. After hearing Hongyu's words and seeing her bath towel where Hongyu pointed, she felt relieved but also a little disappointed...

No...that's not right!

Why should I be disappointed?

"Ahem." To hide his slightly red cheeks, Shu coughed twice and said to Hongyu, "Sir, give me that piece of clothing. I'll wash it and send it back to Uncle Wang."

"That dress?" Hongyu looked at the linen dress hanging outside the house. "I've already washed it."

"Huh?" Shu blinked.

So fast?

Shu was a little confused.

"Oh, right." Hongyu took out a small stool from another room and asked Shu to sit on it.

"?" Shu was a little confused. She tilted her head and looked at Hongyu who was leaving again in confusion, and sat down obediently on the small stool.

Soon, Hongyu brought a basin of water of perfect temperature and placed it at Shu's feet.

"Huh?!" Shu seemed to realize something. Before she could react, the other person gently lifted her ankle from her arms and took off her shoes.

"Sir?!" Shu's face suddenly felt like it was on fire, red enough to look like blood. If she could, she would have wanted to walk away immediately, but her foot was held in Hongyu's palm...

Mr.'s hands are so big...and warm...

Shu supported himself on the chair with one hand, turned his head away in shame and anger, and covered his mouth with the other hand. His eyes seemed to contain a variety of complex emotions such as confusion, shame, anger, distress, joy, and bewilderment.

"Why are you shy? It's not like I haven't washed your feet before." Hong Yu smiled helplessly. "You've been running around with me all day today. You must be tired of teaching me how to plant rice?"

"No, I'm not tired..." Shu could swear that this was the most panicked he had ever been in his life.

Seeing that Shu was no longer struggling, Hongyu seized the opportunity, picked up Shu's heel and put it into the water.

Ten small, white toes as beautiful as lotus buds were constantly squeezed against each other due to the already chaotic emotions of their owner. Her feet were thin and well-proportioned. Every time she exerted force, the green meridians connecting her toes would faintly emerge on the jade-white instep of her feet.

Hongyu carefully rubbed and scrubbed Shu's jade feet, and finally placed his hand on her perfect arch of the foot, lifted it up, held it in the palm of his hand and wiped it carefully.

Looking at the other person's serious expression, Shu's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

An indescribable emotion gradually spread in her heart.

In fact, she never really understood how she felt about Hongyu. She once thought that her accelerated heartbeat was just a result of her childhood admiration for Hongyu.

But now, my weak heart seems to be telling myself that my thoughts about my husband are definitely more than just admiration.

what is it then?

While she was daydreaming, Hongyu had finished the work at hand and gently placed Shu's two delicate feet on the cloth shoes she was wearing.

Shu's expression was still disheveled, and his cheeks had turned almost crimson, as if steam was coming out of his head.

After watching Hongyu complete the whole process, her body, which had already become soft and numb, urged her to ask in a tender tone, "Are you done...?"

"Well, do you feel better?" Hongyu wiped his wet hands.

Shu was silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and said with an embarrassed tone, "Well... I suddenly remembered that there is only one bed in this house..."

Hongyu was stunned for a moment, then he gestured to Shu to be more at ease: "It's okay, I can go out..."

But before he could finish his words, Shu held his hand.

"Then let's sleep together tonight?"

Her cheeks flushed slightly and she looked at Hongyu with hope.

Hongyu nodded calmly.