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Chapter 80: The Face-Slapping Time-Traveling Farming Girl 17

Chapter 80: Chapter 80: The Face-Slapping Time-Traveling Farming Girl 17

Prince Kangle Mansion

The night was cool like water, and the full moon was like ice.

In the servant quarters of Prince Kangle Mansion, there sat a man in still rather sumptuous attire.

The man was barely in his thirties, with a handsome and upright appearance, seated in the courtyard, gazing up at the moon, his eyes filled with thick, undissolvable longing.

"Xiaohe, I’ve dealt with one of your enemies, the Zhou Family has met a death with no place to bury, are you happy?"

As he spoke, tears streamed down his cheeks: "Xiaohe, Xiaohe, I am so filled with hatred, so very filled with hatred..."

The man’s fist clenched tightly: "Qi Rui, Magistrate Qi, I will deal with him sooner or later. Once I’ve avenged you, I will come to find you."

"Then you still have a long life ahead of you."

A cool voice came through.

The man was not the least bit panicked and stood up unhurriedly: "Lady has arrived."

Anning leaped down from the tree and, with the help of the moonlight, her graceful face could be seen.

She took a flask of wine from her bosom and sat down by the table on her own accord: "Have a couple of drinks."

The man shook his head: "I won’t drink."

Anning did not bother with him and poured herself a drink, gulping it down.

"How is that child doing?"

After a while, the man finally spoke up to ask.

Anning chuckled lightly: "He’s doing well. I’ve already told him about Bai He’s matters, rest assured, I definitely won’t let him acknowledge the thief as his father, I’ll make sure Qi Rui can never be at peace, even in death."

Anning then examined the man up and down: "I’m saying, Zhang Yan, it’s been so many years since Xiaohe passed, if you meet someone suitable, just marry her, there’s no need to keep up like this. If Xiaohe knows, she probably won’t be at peace either."

Zhang Yan bitterly smiled and shook his head: "How could I possibly marry? Xiaohe is the only one in my heart; to marry another woman, I wouldn’t feel at ease, it would just seem unfair to both Xiaohe and the other woman. Rather than feeling uncomfortable, it’s better to remain single. Moreover, the purpose of my existence is to avenge Xiaohe; if I had a family to worry about, I’m afraid I couldn’t be fully committed."

Anning did not really care whether Zhang Yan would marry or not; it was just a comment.

"I have to thank you for the matter with Zhou Zhenniang before."

Zhang Yan waved his hand: "I did it not for you, Lady, but for Xiaohe."

Anning sighed: "If I hadn’t held her back at that time, you two would not have been separated by heaven and earth. If I had known it would end up like this, I would have freed her before I got married."

Zhang Yan also wore a face of bitterness: "It is just fate playing tricks on us."

After a moment, Anning asked Zhang Yan: "Have you figured out the matter?"

Zhang Yan smiled, nodding to Anning: "I’ve found out about a very interesting thing."

"What?"

Anning was surprised.

Zhang Yan lowered his voice to discuss with Anning; upon hearing, a smile emerged on her face: "That is really a coincidence. With this matter, our job will be a lot easier."

"Yes, a lot easier."

Zhang Yan looked at Anning, admiration on his face: "If it wasn’t for Lady finding out, I would never have imagined such a strategy. Although Lady has high aspirations, if it really comes to fruition, the board of this world will be reset, and Lady will become the player of pieces."

Anning bowed her hands: "The feeling is mutual."

The two smiled at each other. Zhang Yan stood up: "After a while, I will accompany Prince Kangle to Shangjing, and I will make contact with that person."

"Good."

After saying what needed to be said, Anning leaped and left.

After she was gone, Zhang Yan continued sitting there, looking up at the moon, as if he had always been there alone, like no one had come, and he had never spoken to anyone.

About a hundred miles outside of Suzhou City, there is a place called Hongxing Village.

The majority of the families in this village bear the surname Zhao, and the Zhao Clan is the most powerful force here.

And just two days ago, Anning’s granddaughter Zhao Sanya almost died from drowning. When her family was about to arrange her funeral, the girl suddenly woke up.

Then, in just two days, she was lively and bouncing around again.

Now, Zhao Sanya was sitting on the threshold, chin propped on her hand, gazing at the nearby green mountains and waters, unable to help but heave another sigh.

She really didn’t want to come to ancient times.

How did she end up in ancient times?

What’s so good about ancient times?

No internet, no electricity, no personal freedom, and the environment here is truly awful.

It’s not about the air quality or anything like that.

It’s that the sanitation conditions of ancient people are really bad.

Everywhere is dirty and disorderly; walking on the road, there is cow dung and mud, at home, you might find chicken droppings in any corner, and the mosquitoes are unbearably numerous.

Plus, the houses are made of mud bricks and thatched roofs, when you sit inside, the ceiling would drop dirt, and the floors inside are not covered with blue bricks but just plain earth. A few steps would kick up dust.

The sheets on the bed would be covered in a layer of dust in no time.

Taking a bath is also incredibly inconvenient.

When Zhao Sanya transmigrated here, the body she took over even had lice, which really grossed her out.

Zhao Sanya, chin propped up, sighed again: "I need to figure something out. If things go on like this, I’ll be dirty to death in no time."

She thought to herself, since she had transmigrated here and even had a Golden Finger, she must be the fated heroine. Perhaps at some point, she would stumble upon an extraordinarily handsome young nobleman or a Princely Heir, then start a passionate romance with him. Whether it would be a sweet romance or a tortuous love affair, she would definitely change her destiny with this and leave the small mountain village to marry into a wealthy and noble family.

Thinking this way, Zhao Sanya felt a bit better and managed to suppress various grievances about having traveled to ancient times.

Once everyone at home had left, Zhao Sanya went back to her room, closed the door, and then used her mind to take out a cup of water from the space.

After guzzling a gulp of Spiritual Spring water, she immediately felt refreshed and light as a feather.

After drinking another mouthful of water, Zhao Sanya gave it some thought, and then took the remaining water to water a wildflower behind the house.

Latter, after some time had passed, Zhao Sanya went to check on that flower.

To her great surprise, the flower had grown so much in just half a two-hour period, and while it previously had only one bloom, now there were about a dozen, each larger and more vibrant than before.

This water really is wonderful.

Zhao Sanya immediately had an idea about what to do in the future.

She could use this water to cultivate precious flowers, or plant vegetables and crops. Of course, planting vegetables and crops would attract too much attention, so it would be better to grow flowers quietly.

After much deliberation, Zhao Sanya decided to become a successful flower farmer, using rare flowers as a means to become wealthy.

While Zhao Sanya was pondering ways to make money, Anning already knew that Zhao Sanya had been replaced by the modern Zhao Rong, who had traveled back in time to take Zhao Sanya’s place.

However, she did not want to do anything to Zhao Sanya yet.

For now, she would let Zhao Sanya grow unrestrained.

Afterwards, Anning had been quietly living her days in the Qi Mansion.

She was tutoring Qi Wenshao and Qi Wenjuan, while secretly arranging her agents to open shops everywhere and even assembling a fleet to venture out to sea.

Three years passed quickly, and during these three years, the shops Anning opened were already all over Daliang.

Her fleet had made several voyages, bringing back ordinary spices and gemstones from the South Ocean, earning Anning countless silver coins.

In these three years, Qi Wenshao had really grown a lot.

From a child, he had become a graceful young man.

Qi Wenjuan had also matured into an exceedingly beautiful and knowledgeable young lady.

Meanwhile, Ye Song sent a message to Anning, saying that Qi Wenshao had learned much in these three years and was ready to take the stage and try his skills.