Under the tree, the tea fragrance wafted, and Hua poured a cup of tea and pushed it over. She didn't disturb Qi You's thoughts, nor did she want to know too much about this man or intervene too deeply in the Qi Manor. She just wanted to give herself as much space as possible for her own peace and tranquility, where no one could set foot.

  In this world, she can do many things, but she is also clear that here is different from Yangzhou, Yangzhou is the territory of the Hua family, no matter what she does, she has enough confidence, but Jizhou is not possible, except for the Qi Mansion, she has nothing to rely on. Moreover, after knowing the existence of that woman, her mind to watch the play far exceeds the idea of establishing a foundation here.

  She wanted to see how far that transmigrated woman could go, although in her opinion she was just a woman with too much self-confidence, being poisoned by the gaze of shortsightedness, unable to see the mirror flowers and phantom shadows in front of her eyes. A man who walked too smoothly was not an opponent who had everything calculated step by step.

  She was very curious about what she had done, and if she wasn't mistaken, being able to make a lot of money for the Second Prince should also be one of the reasons why the Second Prince valued her.

  Hua Ru sneered, everything she got was too easy, and men wouldn't cherish her. When one day she couldn't satisfy him or meet his expectations, he probably wouldn't even look at her again.

  So, she wouldn't take Qi You's career as her own, without the great mind to dedicate herself to him, and watch him be affectionate with other women when he was in power. She had countless ideas but wouldn't use them to help Qi You, even though she knew about that woman's existence and how much she could help the Second Prince, yet she didn't plan on reminding Qi You. In the past, without her reminder, wasn't the situation between the two princes also a stalemate with each having their own wins and losses?

  After experiencing hardships, the eldest son may have hope of becoming a wise and enlightened ruler. If the emperor is wise and the Southern Dynasty prospers, she will benefit from it, won't she?

  Satisfied, she took a sip of tea. Hua Ruochu didn't think there was anything wrong with what she did, as long as Qi Yong wouldn't die, she would be his legitimate wife. Unless one day the second prince threatened the survival of the Qi Manor, otherwise she would just sit back and watch.

  She has no ambition, no desire for power. Since she is content to stay in the background, she should put herself in her proper place. A woman who steps forward and points fingers at men may gain a sense of psychological superiority, but will lose everything else.

  A strong woman is hard to be happy on this earth where men and women are equal, let alone in a patriarchal society.

  She understands too much, while that woman doesn't understand at all.

  If it weren't for the Zisha mud, she really couldn't find it, and she wouldn't put this wealth-generating method in front of Qi You. The tea garden was just so that she could openly drink good tea. Apart from these two things, she wouldn't put anything else on display, nor would she put them together in the False Facade Pavilion.

  Just as I was lost in thought, a empty cup was pushed in front of me.

  She raised her eyes and met Qi You's seemingly calm gaze, and Hua Ruochu dutifully refilled his cup.

  "What are you thinking about?"

  Hua Ru Chun wouldn't normally say what was on her mind, and looking at the teacup in front of her, she casually said: "I'm thinking that eating alone like this might not be too good."

  Eating alone? Following her line of sight, Qi You said calmly, "Do you plan..."

  "Respecting the elderly is what should be done, I still have some in my hands, if it's just for family elders to use, I estimate it can support until the autumn tea arrives. However, autumn tea and spring tea are different, and the made tea is also different. Personally, I prefer spring tea, but the elderly may like the more mellow and long-lasting flavor of autumn tea."

  Qī Yòu fell silent for a moment before saying, "Just show some filial piety to your grandparents and parents, it's fine if you keep some for yourself."

  "I'd like to, but it would bring me trouble. Neither of my aunts is easy to talk to. Don't worry about these things, I'll set aside the ones for the prince. Unfortunately, even if we get the tea garden, this year's spring tea will be too late... Wait, let me think."

  It's only April now, and the weather here can't compare to Yangzhou. The tea trees are slower to wake up than in the Jiangnan region. She remembers that spring tea in northern regions can last until May. "Qiyu, quickly give me a tea garden, there's still hope for spring tea."

  Qī Yòu's eyes sparkled, "Good."

  He instructed them on the day he agreed, and there should be news soon, but... He still let Qi Liang go and urge again. Autumn tea is not clear what flavor it is, but this spring tea flavor he likes extremely.

  The tea garden has settled down, and Hua Ru suddenly spoke up: "Cloud Book."

  To facilitate Miss and Master's emotional cultivation, all the servants and maids retreated on their own. Hearing the call, Yun Shu hurried out of the flower hall and said, "Miss, what are your orders."

  "Bring me paper and pen."

  "Yes."

  Qī Yòu didn't know what to do at first, but he also didn't ask much. Huá Rú Chū was used to doing whatever came to mind without anyone asking her for an explanation, and unintentionally left Qī Yòu behind in her thoughts.

  On the paper, she drew skillfully, and soon a strange shape appeared on the paper. Hua put down her brush and looked at Yun Shu with surprise, "Miss, do you want to remake a set of tea tools?"

  "Ah, the spring tea harvest in Ji Province is later than Yang Province. It's only mid-April now, so there's still time. By the way, Qi You, does the Qi manor have a carpenter?"

  "Yes, tomorrow I'll have Qi'an bring him before you."

  "That's best, Yun Shu, I'll leave this matter to you. You follow along the whole way and don't mess things up."

  "Yes, don't worry, I remember all those tools."

  Hua Ru Chu nodded slightly and continued to draw, it was no longer her first time drawing, she did it with ease without even thinking.

  She drew five or six sheets of paper before stopping, and only then did she remember that her husband was still sitting there. She paused for a moment, and naturally changed the subject, explaining, "These are all used when making tea, and relying on just two hands, it's basically impossible to make much, I reckon it can only be enough for me to drink."

  "Is it difficult?"

  "It won't be a big deal, just a bit of trouble, but all these maids have worked with me before, so there shouldn't be any problems."

  "Just speak up where you need me." After some thought, Qi You added another sentence, "The amount I want may not be small, it's going to be hard on you."

  "It doesn't matter."

  The two of them didn't seem like a married couple, but rather like friends. Yún Shū and others watched with anxiety, but they themselves thought it was fine. After knowing that she couldn't have an emotional relationship, Huā Rú Jì lowered her expectations for her husband to the minimum. Treating each other with respect as guests for a lifetime wasn't bad either.

  The dark sky is shining with stars, tonight there is no wind, the candlelight flickers but does not shift, a slight coolness that doesn't make one feel cold, putting on an overcoat is just right, a cup of hot tea warms the whole body, for the first time, Qiyou has driven out all those annoying thoughts from his mind, quietly savoring the warmth of this moment, thinking back to his childhood fantasies about home... and this moment seems to overlap with each other.

  PS: One more update.