Yang Liu looked at Liu Jinyuan and waved familiarly.

"Get out." Liu Jinyuan said this to Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng glanced at Yang Liu, bowed, and then left on his own accord.

"Sister, please stay away from Yecheng."

"What are you talking about? Ye Cheng is a meritorious official with outstanding abilities. What did he do wrong?"

Yang Liu looked like a dandy, blowing on the tea carelessly and sipping it slowly. Liu Jinyuan looked dissatisfied, snatched the tea from Yang Liu and smashed it on the table.

"But you hang out with him all day long, acting like a king and a subject! You don't even attend court!"

"What does it matter? Jin Yuan, you are in bed, right? Why do you need me to go there every day?"

Yang Liu took out a handkerchief and took Liu Jinyuan's hand, carefully wiped the tea from his palm, looked at it carefully again, and made sure that he didn't scratch it before calling someone to clean up the mess on the table.

"Don't get too excited, or you might hurt your hand."

Liu Jinyuan wanted to continue to rage, but was left speechless by Yang Liu's actions. She didn't quite understand why Yang Liu became like this. Such a gentle person looked inexplicably hateful at this moment.

"Sister, you can't do this. Have you forgotten what you said at the beginning?"

“Isn’t the country very stable now?”

Yang Liu asked back. She seemed a little impatient when talking about the past. Her brows were furrowed and her fingertips were stroking the wall of the cup intentionally or unintentionally.

“But it could have been better.”

"If you think it can be better, then you can take this seat for me."

There was something ambiguous about what Yang Liu said. The heart of an emperor was hard to fathom, even if she was his own sister, it was hard to see through it.

"Sister, I have never had any improper desire for your throne. I just hope that you can remember our previous agreement, so that the people can live and work in peace and the country can prosper."

"I didn't stop you from doing better. I even gave you the greatest rights. What are you dissatisfied with?" Yang Liu asked instead of answering, with undisguised confusion in her tone.

"Why do you think I trained you?" Yang Liu stood up, straightened his sleeves, and stated the facts nonchalantly.

Yang Liu made no secret of her desire to take advantage of him. Only at this moment did Liu Jinyuan understand why Yang Liu had always asked him to go to class for her since he was a child. All these seemingly selfless contributions were actually premeditated.

"Sister, you..."

Liu Jinyuan's pupils trembled, her hands shook slightly, and her breathing became disordered for a moment. She tried to erase the suspicions that were raging in her heart, but she didn't know how to convince herself.

Yang Liu seemed unable to see her emotions and turned away.

"If you have nothing else, go down. Also, do what I said as soon as possible. How can the emperor not have someone around him?"

Yang Liu's nonchalant attitude chilled Liu Jinyuan's heart for a moment, and he subconsciously reached out to pull her sleeve, "Sister... do you really need it?"

Yang Liu tilted her head to look at her, smiling, "I don't need it, but I have to have it."

These words were beyond doubt. Liu Jinyuan tried to struggle and tightened her fingers to try to hold the hem of Yang Liu's clothes. However, she didn't know when she couldn't hold Yang Liu anymore. She could only watch her leave. The soft hem of her clothes slipped away from her fingertips and she could no longer hold it.

Yang Liu left the palace and turned around to see Ye Cheng leaning against the wall.

Yang Liu raised an eyebrow, "You didn't leave?"

"I'm listening to you being scolded." Ye Cheng smiled and looked aside, "Let's go to the Half Moon Tower to continue drinking?"

"Don't talk about drinking tea as if it were drinking alcohol, okay? Let's stop drinking and go take a look at the fields." Yang Liu waved her hand and walked forward first.

"Okay, it's really hard for you to act every day." Ye Cheng shrugged and followed.

"I actually hope she can kill me with one stab of her sword and complete the mission right away." Yang Liu sighed and complained in distress.

"Does Liu Jinyuan have to take on this mission?"

Ye Cheng walked side by side with her, feeling somewhat confused.

"You don't have to, but it has to be related to her, and I have to max out my favorability, so it's difficult..." Yang Liu sighed again.

"Or I'll arrange an assassin to kill her, and you can block it for her." Ye Cheng raised his eyebrows and suggested with a smile.

"It's not like I haven't thought about it before. What if she finds out? What if I don't die?" Yang Liu rolled his eyes, looking dejected.

"I hope there are one or two enemy assassins among those handsome men..."

"It's a good idea, but the reality is very cruel. Liu Jinyuan won't let anyone take advantage of him." Ye Cheng spoke realistically.

"talk later."

Yang Liu sighed. Liu Jinyuan's current situation was really beyond her expectations. Her favorability had never risen or fallen since it reached 95. Even if she acted in various ways, the little girl was still working hard and never complaining.

The two of them left the palace, got on a carriage and drove south into a village. Both sides of the road were lined with golden, plump ears of wheat. The villagers here all stopped and saluted the slowly passing carriage.

"It's growing well." Yang Liu lifted the car curtain to look out and praised sincerely.

"Of course not. Once this batch of seeds arrives, grain production will increase several times, and people's lives will be much better." Ye Cheng nodded seriously.

The two chatted all the way as the carriage slowly drove into a small courtyard, which was the home of the village chief.

"His Majesty."

The village chief had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Yang Liu get off the car, he knelt down to salute.

"Get up, there is something important to discuss. Let's go inside and talk."

Yang Liu raised her hand first to stop them and went into the house first. Ye Cheng followed behind him and signaled the village chief to follow.

Outside the door, there were several guards dressed as villagers guarding it. Inside the house, Yang Liu and a few others were chatting with each other. The more Yang Liu listened, the more satisfied he became. He kept praising the village chief, which made the village chief, who was so flattered, wave his hands repeatedly.

They had almost finished chatting in the time it took to stick an incense stick. Yang Liu led Ye Cheng back to the imperial capital. They ran back and forth to several places, like a very busy man.

"Did you take hormones today?" Ye Cheng held onto the car door frame and gasped, his hands and legs shaking and weak.

Yang Liu raised her eyebrows, with a mocking look on her face, "Young man, you are not good enough, practice more."

Yang Liu's physical fitness is naturally better than Ye Cheng's. After all, she practices both martial arts and soul cultivation, so ordinary people really can't do anything to her.

Ye Cheng pointed at himself and then at Yang Liu with a look of disbelief, and had a lot of things to say but he didn't say them out loud.

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with you. Where are we going now?" After calming his pounding and somewhat tired heart, Ye Cheng asked helplessly.

"Go back to the palace." Yang Liu said with a smile.

"You finally knew to go back. You're so tired." When Ye Cheng heard that he was going back to the palace, he immediately relaxed. As soon as he got into the carriage, he slumped on the cushion, looking like a lazy fish.

Yang Liu smiled helplessly and shook her head, then got into the carriage. The coachman then drove all the way to the palace.

At this moment, a figure who had been staring at Yang Liu for a long time disappeared from the darkness.

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