She was like a delicate flower, swaying gently in the breeze, and slowly stood up.

However, at this moment, she was like a bird trapped in a golden cage, having lost the freedom to fly in the sky, and could only wander around in this small and cramped room.

Every step she took was so heavy, as if she was carrying a thousand-pound burden under her feet, and her originally light steps became slow and difficult.

These footsteps, like drumbeats, hit the ground, making dull echoes, as if telling of the growing irritability and anxiety in her heart.

Time passed minute by minute, but this feeling of irritability did not gradually dissipate as people expected. Instead, it accumulated and expanded like a snowball, becoming more and more turbulent.

"The Emperor wants her to train a prince, doesn't he?"

Ye Zifen frowned and muttered to herself.

Once this thought emerged, it grew wildly in her mind like weeds and was difficult to contain.

The more she thought about it, the more terrified she became.

I don't know when my forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat, crystal clear, like the dewdrops rolling on the lotus leaves in the early morning.

The beads of sweat slid down her fair skin, dripped onto the ground, and disappeared in an instant, as if they were swallowed up without a trace by the depressing atmosphere.

She only felt a chill seeping out from deep in her bones and quickly spreading throughout her body.

The biting cold made her shiver involuntarily, and her body trembled slightly.

Fear, like an invisible net, enveloped her tightly, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

You know, the emperor has always been wary of her. Whenever Ye Zifen thought of the emperor's majestic, cold, suspicious and fickle character, her heart felt like it was being grabbed by a ruthless hand, and the pain was unbearable.

If she were really allowed to train the prince, the emperor would probably hate her to the core. How would she cope with the situation then?

The rage was burning like the karmic fire from the Nine Nether Hell, and it was so hot that even the strongest steel would melt into molten iron in an instant, not to mention those fragile plants and creatures, which would absolutely be burned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

However, no matter what, Ye Zifen knew in her heart that she could not let the two princes stand here with her forever!

Then she quickly asked someone to arrange accommodation for the prince and the people they brought with them.

At this moment, Ye Zifen was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth.

The keys on her waist frequently collided with each other, making a series of crisp and rapid sounds, which seemed to tell the owner's inner anxiety.

At the same time, she knew that she had to take action as soon as possible, so she decided to write a letter to Zhang Gaoyi, who was far away, to ask for his advice.

When she finally made up her mind to pick up the pen, she suddenly found that she had no idea where to start.

The thoughts in my mind were like a tangled mess of hemp blown by a strong wind, disorganized and clueless.

Reluctantly, she dipped the pen into the thick ink on the table, then gently hovered the tip of the pen over the snow-white paper.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the pen seemed to be under a spell and could not really fall down for a long time.

In addition to writing a letter to Zhang Gaoyi, Ye Zifen also thought about the situation in the capital.

She felt it necessary to understand the thoughts and attitudes of Old Master Hong and several other important figures.

You know, Princess Anle’s brothers are involved in this, and no one can say which side the Hong family will choose to stand on in the end.

Thinking of these complicated relationships and unpredictable situations, Ye Zifen couldn't help but sigh deeply, then slowly raised her head and looked out the window.

The night sky was as dark as ink, with thick dark clouds piled up one on top of the other, like an extremely heavy mountain pressing down on her heart, making her feel almost unable to breathe.

Ever since the two princes arrived, Ye Zifen had two tails following her everywhere. Wherever she went, the two of them stuck to her like sticky candy.

"Princess, what on earth do you think they are doing?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zifen frowned slightly, opened her red lips, and said helplessly: "I am also confused, I really don't know, don't ask any more."

However, one of the princes did not seem to understand the impatience in Ye Zifen's words and continued to chatter: "Princess, why did they put those seeds in the water and soak them for a whole night?"

Ye Zifen felt upset at this moment, but she still suppressed her inner anxiety, took a deep breath and responded: "I have said it many times, I know nothing about this!"

She couldn't act like she knew everything because there would be more problems later. This was the experience she had summed up these days.

Now she felt that these princes seemed to have no idea about these little daily matters.

I only paid attention to things in books. Overall, I need to travel thousands of miles.

This is probably what the emperor meant.

Another prince then came forward and asked, "Princess..."

Before he could finish his words, Ye Zifen finally couldn't stand it anymore, turned around abruptly, raised her eyebrows, and shouted angrily in a delicate voice: "Can you guys be quiet for a while! This princess is almost annoyed to death by you!"

I originally thought that my outburst would make the two princes give up and stop pestering me.

Unexpectedly, the opposite happened. The two were completely unmoved and continued to circle around Ye Zifen as usual.

"Princess, can you please tell me if the seeds can grow stronger after being soaked in water like this?"

Ye Zifen was so angry that she gritted her teeth and her lips trembled slightly. She tried her best to restrain the rage that was about to burst out, and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth: "This kind of problem should be consulted with farmers who specialize in farming. Don't come to disturb this princess's peace!"

"Princess, why do they have to plant here instead of that piece of land?"

Ye Zifen clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, her face as gloomy as a dark cloud, and said coldly: "How can I know the reason? You can think about it yourself!"

However, the person next to him did not give up and continued to ask questions.

"Princess..." Ye Zifen felt her head buzzing, as if it was about to explode.

She has always been calm and composed, but now she was upset and had never been so anxious as she was at this moment.