Chapter 1475: Her Highness the Princess (21)

In the end, Tang Guo successfully moved into the Princess Manor.

Yun Buxiu could only watch helplessly as she departed with the imperial guards assigned to her by the Emperor, leaving in grand procession.

Ever since that meeting, the two of them had not exchanged a single word.

“Young Master, it seems the Eldest Princess truly has no desire to pay attention to you.” Though Yun Yin sympathized with his master, the truth was that the Eldest Princess simply did not wish to acknowledge him.

Yun Buxiu shot Yun Yin a glance. “Life has been too comfortable for you lately. Keep wagging that tongue, and I’ll send you back to live in a thatched hut.”

“Your Highness… I mean, Young Master, this subordinate believes the Eldest Princess is preoccupied with the sufferings of the people. She simply hasn’t noticed you yet. Once she grows accustomed to things, she will definitely pay attention to you.” Startled, Yun Yin hurriedly changed his tune.

Tang Guo, meanwhile, was living very comfortably in the Princess Manor.

And the excuse she had come up with was being pursued seriously.

First, she sent people throughout the country to investigate and collect various crops for her to study.

Then, at the proper moment, she introduced the universal staple every transmigrator seemed to possess—potatoes.

Improving agricultural output in a short period required more than just better seeds. One also had to consider the environments suitable for cultivating different crops.

Under the current circumstances, all of that required time.

Potatoes, however, were different.

They were easy to store, yielded abundant harvests, and were highly filling.

Introducing them first would silence those who doubted her abilities.

After that, she could slowly carry out the rest of her plans.

Since she had already made such a declaration, she naturally intended to follow through.

She wasn't about to make empty promises.

After all, she was a princess, and in the future, her Crown Prince brother would become Emperor.

Only when the people were well-fed could the Emperor rule comfortably.

And only when the Emperor ruled comfortably would her own life as the Eldest Princess become even more pleasant.

Once she gained a reputation for increasing crop yields, she would be free to do as she pleased in the future. No one would dare interfere with her affairs.

In this era, what she desired above all else was freedom.

And if she wanted something, she would naturally have to pay a price in exchange.

The system sighed emotionally. The people of Northern Xia are truly fortunate. Host is a person who always follows through. If she says they'll have enough to eat, then they definitely will.

About two months later, the people Tang Guo had sent out returned with samples of various crops.

She ordered all the flowers in the Princess Manor's gardens uprooted and replaced with those crops.

Amidst the confusion, she quietly planted potatoes from the system space as well.

Blending them in with everything else was an old trick she had long mastered.

The Emperor, the Empress, and several ministers interested in agriculture all came to inspect the fields.

Seeing that the Eldest Princess was serious, they deeply admired her sincerity, regardless of whether she would ultimately succeed.

The fact that she had sacrificed her beautiful flower gardens to cultivate such unattractive crops demonstrated a breadth of mind and talent that ordinary women could never compare with.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Buxiu accompanied the Emperor.

Thus, he eagerly wished for the Emperor to visit the Princess Manor more often, since that would allow him to see her frequently.

During these days, he had finally come to understand why he had been so desperate to approach her.

It turned out that from the very first glance, his soul had been stolen by her.

Unfortunately, his intentions back then had not been pure.

And she, intelligent as snow, had seen through his scheme of luring her into the peach blossom grove.

As a result, she held little affection for him now.

Every time she coldly addressed him as “Imperial Preceptor,” he felt uncomfortable all over.