Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Chapter 281 Xuan Ye's Heartache

Inside the palace, the imperial study was so quiet that the only sound could be heard as Emperor Xuan Ye's red brush scratched on the memorials.

The sunlight filtered through the carved window lattices and shone onto the pile of memorials, but it failed to dispel the gloom in the emperor's heart.

Xuan Ye was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, his posture was still upright, but his eyes were full of fatigue and worry.

He had been reviewing memorials for a long time, but his mind was not on the affairs of the court at all. He just felt very upset, as if there was a tangled mess that made him unable to find peace.

Finally, he threw the paper in his hand violently, and the paper immediately scattered like a kite with a broken string. Some fell on the table, and some slid to the bottom of the table, scattered all over the floor in a mess.

Li Quan, the eunuch serving nearby, felt a pang of anxiety upon seeing this. He hurried forward, bowed his body, and whispered in a low voice, "Your Majesty, please do not worry about Princess Fuxi anymore! This..."

Li Quan paused for a moment, sighed softly, his face filled with helplessness and regret, and continued, "It's been four years already. I'm afraid County Lady Fuxi won't wake up. During these four years, Your Majesty has been so worried about her, but this illness is really..."

Li Quan didn't say anything else, but just stood quietly by the side, his eyes secretly glancing at the emperor's expression from time to time.

Emperor Xuan Ye raised his head, his eyes bloodshot. He glared at Li Quan fiercely and asked in a low, hoarse voice, "Have you sent anyone there today?"

Li Quan was so frightened by the emperor's sudden question that he trembled all over. He quickly raised his head, stopped packing the memorials, and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, the secret guards have been there and are back.

They said that Su Ran from Cang Yue Pavilion went to Fuxi County Lord's Mansion again. When she came out, her eyes were red from crying. She looked completely lost and miserable.

As Li Quan spoke, he carefully observed the emperor's expression, fearing that he would say something wrong and make the emperor even more unhappy.

When Xuan Ye heard this, his eyes dimmed slightly. He leaned back on the dragon throne and remained silent for a long time, as if he was lost in deep memories.

Shen Li's lively and smart face involuntarily emerged in his mind. Thinking of all the interesting things she had done in the palace in the past, he couldn't help but feel a pang of bitterness in his heart.

He knew that Li Quan was right. Four years had passed, and the hope of Shen Li waking up was becoming increasingly slim. However, he just couldn't let go of this worry, as if Shen Li had become an obsession in his heart that he couldn't let go of...

After hearing this, Xuan Ye frowned, his heart filled with mixed emotions. He had been worrying excessively about Shen Li's situation for the past few days, and now he felt a splitting headache, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his brain.

He pressed his hands tightly against his temples, his knuckles turning white from the force, trying his best to suppress the surging pain. However, the physical discomfort was far less than the annoyance and entanglement in his heart.

After a long time, Xuan Ye endured the headache and slowly opened his bloodshot eyes. A complex light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell him not to go there again." The voice seemed to be wrapped in endless fatigue and helplessness, echoing in the silent imperial study.

Li Quan stood aside, head bowed, not daring to breathe. He knew in his heart that the emperor was in a terrible mood at the moment, and behind this decree, the emperor's deep and complex emotions and considerations for Princess Fuxi were hidden.

Ever since Shen Li used the rain-making talisman to relieve the severe drought in Beichen Kingdom, the fate of the entire country seemed to be closely linked to the Princess Fuxi.

That timely rain not only moistened the dry land, but also extinguished the panic and despair caused by the drought in the hearts of the people, allowing them to rekindle their hope for life.

Since then, the high-yield grain seeds contributed by Shen Li have taken root and sprouted in the land of Beichen Kingdom, and have brought bumper harvests year after year. The scene of the harvest has become a beautiful landscape in Beichen Kingdom.

The people's granaries were gradually filled, their lives became increasingly stable, and their faces were filled with smiles of happiness and satisfaction. They sincerely praised the emperor as a wise and benevolent monarch and a man sent by God to save their well-being.

The emergence of movable type printing was like a ray of light that illuminated the path of knowledge dissemination.

Once upon a time, books were expensive and hard to come by. Children from poor families could only look longingly in the direction of schools, but they were unable to step into the palace of knowledge due to their poor family background.

Today, movable type printing has greatly reduced the cost of book production, making books that were once out of reach now within reach.

Children from poor families finally had the opportunity to learn to read and write. Holding brand new books in their hands, their eyes sparkling with a desire for knowledge, they wove their dreams in their simple homes while reading aloud. All of this was inseparable from Shen Li's contribution.

In Xuan Ye's heart, Shen Li is no longer just the daughter of a minister. She is the lucky star of Beichen Kingdom, the light of hope in the hearts of the people, and Xuan Ye's capable arm in governing the country and creating a prosperous era.

Xuan Ye admired and appreciated her intelligence, kindness and talent.

But now, Shen Li has fallen into a long sleep, and his life or death is uncertain.

As the emperor, Xuan Ye shoulders the heavy responsibility of the world. He cannot let his emotions too much affect the stability and development of the country, nor can he let Shen Li's affairs become the source of disputes in the court.

At this time, the Fuxi County Lady's Mansion was still immersed in a quiet and sad atmosphere.

Shen Li lay quietly on the bed, like a sleeping fairy, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world. Su Ran's grief-stricken figure had just left. His red and swollen eyes and desperate expression when he left moved everyone in the mansion.

No one expected that the emperor's decree would break this tranquility, making the already complicated situation even more confusing...