Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 484 Relying on Favor (29)

Yan Zhen: "..."

Even though Yan Zhen had long been familiar with Jing Chen's tendency to overthink, he would still be speechless from time to time.

"as long as you are happy."

After eating, Yan Zhen put on his cloak, had his servants light lanterns, and went to the flower room to check on the potted potatoes.

Zhao Yuan followed along and saw Yan Zhen enter the greenhouse, holding a candlestick close to the flowerpot to examine it. He asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Yan Zhen ignored him.

After checking each flowerpot, Yan Zhen exclaimed with delight, "It's sprouting!"

Zhao Yuan leaned closer to take a look and sure enough, a tender white sprout was emerging from the soil in the flowerpot.

Yan Zhen stayed in the flower room for almost half an hour. Before leaving, she thought for a moment and said to Zhao Yuan, "Tomorrow, find two experienced old farmers to stay in the mansion. It would be best if they could read some words. I need their help."

Although the principles of farming are similar, different places have different climates, and the farming experience she accumulated in other worlds may not be applicable in Tingzhou.

Finding two experienced farmers to assist her would increase her chances of success.

Moreover, if the old farmer is literate, he can help teach potato planting techniques to his subordinates next spring, which will save her a lot of trouble.

"it is good."

Yan Zhen returned to her room in the west wing, with Zhao Yuan following her all the way.

When she reached the door, she saw Zhao Yuan still following behind her, so she paused and turned to look at him.

Zhao Yuan, who was following closely behind her, almost bumped into her: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhen asked, "Are you going to stay in the west wing tonight?"

Zhao Yuan: "..."

He glanced at Yan Zhen, then at the open door to the side room behind her.

For some reason, he had a feeling that as long as he said he wanted to stay here, Tan Junzhuo wouldn't object.

But I won't feel happy either.

"I'm going back to my room," Zhao Yuan said. "You should get some rest."

"Ah."

Yan Zhen watched him leave before entering the room.

As the door closed, Fu Xue came forward and took the cloak she had taken off.

"Go light the lamps," Yan Zhen said. "And bring over the books that were delivered from the library a couple of days ago."

"Yes."

Fu Xue added two lamps to the desk, and Yan Zhen began to read by lamplight.

She was reading a book about farming sent from the library of the Prince of Zhao's mansion. It contained a lot of important knowledge, and she copied down the useful parts as she read.

It must have been past midnight.

Yan Zhen didn't turn off the lights and rest until late at night.

Yan Zhen was very busy in the following days.

Every day, he would either tend to those ten pots of potatoes, ride his horse outside the city to inspect the tilling and maintenance of the farmland before winter, or stay in the library for the whole day.

After Zhao Yuan issued the order for rest and recuperation, Tingzhou ceased fighting, and he had some free time.

Apart from getting up early every day to train soldiers at the military camp for half a day, he spent the rest of his time at the Prince's Palace.

He wanted to pester Yan Zhen, but Yan Zhen not only didn't have time to pay attention to him, but also found him noisy and annoying.

After being rejected by her several times, Zhao Yuan was too afraid to get close to her during the day.

That day, Yan Zhen, after inspecting the farmland with two old farmers that Zhao Yuan had found, issued an order—to have the soldiers with free time go up the mountain to gather wild grass, transport it back, dry it, and use it next spring.

As soon as the order was issued, bundles of wild grass were transported back to the city from outside the city the very next day.

Yan Zhen had several large sheds built to store all the dried wild grass.

After finishing these tasks, she returned to the Prince Zhao's mansion, entered the back courtyard through the back gate, and walked all the way back to the west wing, always feeling that something was missing.

It wasn't until she entered the west wing that she realized Zhao Yuan was usually home at this time, and he would always come to greet her when she entered.

Not seeing him come to greet her today, Yan Zhen washed his hands in the copper basin and asked Fu Xue, "Has Zhao Yuan gone out?"

“No,” Fu Xue said. “The Lord returned at noon and has been staying in his bedroom ever since.”

Yan Zhen felt puzzled. After washing his hands, he said, "Let's go check on the dormitory."

Stepping out of the west wing, it was getting dark, and a cold wind blew in his face, causing Yan Zhen to shiver involuntarily.

Upon seeing this, Fu Xue quickly turned around to grab her cloak.

"No need, it's just a few steps."

Yan Zhen walked through the corridor and went to Zhao Yuan's bedroom across the courtyard.

When she entered, Zhao Yuan was wiping his sword.

Seeing Yan Zhen enter, his eyes flickered: "You're back."

"Hmm." Yan Zhen's gaze lingered on him for two seconds before shifting away. "Have you had dinner yet?"

"……not yet."

"Are you waiting for me to come back so we can use it together?"

"...Ah, yes."

"Have someone bring me food, I'm hungry."

"Oh, good."

Fu Xue went out to serve the meal, leaving only the two of them in the bedroom.

The temperature has dropped in the past few days, and the original owner of this body is extremely sensitive to the cold. A charcoal brazier is burning in the west wing where she is.

Zhao Yuan wasn't afraid of the cold, and the doors and windows of the bedroom were open. Yan Zhen only sat for a short while before feeling his hands and feet getting cold.

Zhao Yuan noticed this, and quickly got up to close the doors and windows, then fetched a cloak and draped it over her shoulders.

As he stood in front of Yan Zhen and bent down to tie the sash around her neck, Yan Zhen suddenly asked, seemingly casually, "Is there something you want to tell me?"

Zhao Yuan paused in tying the belt: "Um...no."

"Really do not have?"

"..." Zhao Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, then tentatively asked, "Have you heard something?"

"No, but I can tell you're hiding something from me."

Zhao Yuan was taken aback: "How did you figure that out?"

Yan Zhen smiled but remained silent.

She had taken over a golden retriever left behind by the original owner when she was doing a mission before.

That golden retriever wasn't very intelligent, but it was quite cunning.

Specifically, every day when she goes out to work and returns home in the evening, her Golden Retriever, who has been waiting at home all day, will enthusiastically run to the door to greet her, and its tail will wag like a propeller at this time.

If she comes home one day and the Golden Retriever doesn't come out to greet her, it's either sick or it's done something bad.

For example, he might destroy the house or break her cosmetics, and feel so guilty that he doesn't dare to come out and see his owner.

Similarly, Zhao Yuan, who usually waits for her at the door every day, did not come out to greet her today, which is unusual for him. Assuming he is not sick, he must have done something bad.

Meeting Yan Zhen's calm, all-knowing gaze, Zhao Yuan's expression grew increasingly guilty.

Soon, before Yan Zhen could question him, he couldn't withstand the pressure any longer, took out a jade pendant from his pocket, and stuffed it into her hand.

Yan Zhen looked down and realized that the thing looked familiar.

A quick search of the original owner's memories brought it back to mind.

This is the glass jade pendant that the original owner's father, the late Emperor of Liang, bestowed upon Tan Junzhuo.

However, when the original owner got engaged to Xie Ying, she gave him this jade pendant that represented her status.

How did this jade pendant end up in Zhao Yuan's hands?

She asked Zhao Yuan, "Did Xie Ying send this?"

“Yes,” Zhao Yuan said angrily. “He had someone deliver it to the city gate and specifically asked for it to be given to you.”

After a moment's thought, Yan Zhen knew what Xie Ying was planning.

The purpose was simply to use this jade pendant to remind her that she was a concubine of the Great Liang, burdened with the mission of a marriage alliance. If she hid in Tingzhou to avoid the marriage alliance, she would be "sorry" to the Great Liang and the late emperor.