The clouds drifted lazily across the azure sky like delicious cotton candy.
Business at Begonia Garden was booming, and Wenren Luoshui brought Xia Yangyang there.
Here was how it happened: after the morning court session, they returned to the prince's residence. Wenren Luoshui asked Xia Yangyang whether there was anything she wanted to do.
She said that even before the Apocalypse, she had wanted to open a Malatang shop.
As it happened, there were still some vacant spaces in Begonia Garden, so she brought her fellow transmigrator there and let her choose any empty shop she liked.
Xia Yangyang happily began preparing to open her very own Malatang shop, while Yunjian supplied the ingredients, seasonings, and such.
Xu Lingzhi was seeing patients at Begonia Garden, which already housed a large group of ghosts who had transmigrated from the future.
Seeing how passionate Xu Lingzhi was about medicine, they began discussing it with her, teaching her some modern medical knowledge along the way.
Xu Lingzhi's life now was much easier and happier than it had been when she was living with that scumbag.
"Luoshui! Little Yun!"
The Seventh Princess entered Begonia Garden, spotted the two of us, and ran over cheerfully.
"Why haven't either of you come to visit me in the palace? Father won't let me leave whenever I want. I'm bored to death!"
The Seventh Princess sat down beside them and hugged Wenren Luoshui's arm, wheedling.
Her pretty almond-shaped eyes gazed at them pitifully.
No matter how you looked at her, she resembled a big golden retriever whose owner had accidentally pushed her into a river.
"No thanks. The palace isn't nearly as comfortable as it is out here. If you want to come out and play, why not tell Uncle Emperor you want to leave the palace and