The July weather was already sweltering.
Yunjian looked at the ripe cucumbers, tomatoes, and watermelons in the garden's vegetable patch, a happy smile gracing her porcelain-white face.
She had exchanged for all these seeds through the system.
More precisely, they were improved seeds she had developed during the Apocalypse to suit the environment.
While preserving the food's most authentic flavors, these crops yielded three times as much as ordinary varieties.
With a bamboo basket and a pair of scissors in hand, Yunjian snipped the bright red tomatoes off their stems.
The sun overhead was rather fierce, so she had balanced a lotus leaf on her head.
The bamboo basket was rather large, and she had greedily picked too much. When she filled it and tried to lift it, she only managed to raise it a few centimeters.
"Let me help."
"Thank you."
A warm, gentle male voice came from above her head. Yunjian paid little attention at first, until Sui Yun easily picked up the basket and strode toward the corridor.
Only then did she recognize that familiar back. She hurried after him at a little jog.
"Young Marquis Sui, what brings you to the Prince of Beiping's Residence?"
"Oh, right! These are the tomatoes I just grew. They're delicious whether you eat them raw or cook them. How long can you stay? If you have enough time, I'll make you a cold tomato salad."
Yunjian followed behind Sui Yun, chattering away like a windup toy.
To keep his subordinates in line, Sui Yun usually wore an icy expression.
People who did not know him well generally would not dare approach him without something important to discuss, intimidated by his forbidding air.
Yet having Yunjian chatter away beside him did not annoy him at all.
Yunjian was so busy talking