Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Upon seeing Yang Wang, the joy on Qiao Xiaomai’s face instantly disappeared.

She walked over slowly, leading Qiao Dami by the hand, bowing as she approached, “Commoner greets Your Highness.”

“There’s no need for formalities.” Yang Wang waved dismissively, always maintaining a friendly smile on his taut face.

The smile made Qiao Xiaomai put up her guard, sending her defenses soaring. “May I know the purpose of Your Highness’s visit to our humble abode?” Qiao Xiaomai asked.

“What, you’re going to keep me standing at the door, not inviting me in?” Yang Wang retorted instead of answering, nodding towards the tightly closed door.

Qiao Xiaomai forced a sincere-looking smile on her face, “Forgive me for my negligence, Your Highness.”

She quickly went to open the door.

Once inside, she apologized with a face full of regret, “Your Highness, would you like some tea? However, I would have to boil the water.”

“No need, let’s sit and talk.” Yang Wang pointed towards a small table under a tree and told the guard following him, “Bring down the things from the carriage.”

The guard obeyed, and started unloading items from the carriage outside the gate.

There were rolls of colored silk, six of them.

Six boxed gifts, each of a different color.

“Your Highness, what are these…” Qiao Xiaomai asked, looking puzzled at Yang Wang.

Yang Wang kept his genial smile, explaining, “Since it is my first visit, it is only right to bring gifts.”

“These gifts are too valuable for me, I can’t accept them,” Qiao Xiaomai hurriedly retorted.

“What’s there to worry about? Don’t belittle yourself.” Yang Wang waved his hand, pointing to the stool opposite the small table, “Sit down, I have something to discuss with you.”

Upon hearing this, Xiaomai sat down, taking Dami with her.

Yang Wang glanced over Qiao Dami, saying with a smile, “Anping Village indeed has good Feng Shui. The villagers don’t look like country folk at all.” Qiao Xiaomai remained silent.

With no desire to engage in conversation.

As if the current Emperor was not, himself, from the countryside.

“However, even though Anping Village has good Feng Shui, it still pales in comparison to the Capital City,” Yang Wang continued, his sharp gaze fixed on Qiao Xiaomai as if a predator eyeing its prey, salivating with desire.

His stare made Qiao Xiaomai’s skin crawl, but she tried to hide her discomfort, agreeing, “Your Highness speaks the truth.”

“If you think that I’m right, then have you considered moving to the Capital City.”

“No.” Qiao Xiaomai shook her head immediately without hesitation, “I was born and raised here, I’m used to the country life. I’m afraid I might fall ill in the city.”

“There’s always a period of adjustment. Falling ill is normal, but once you endure it, it’s like stepping into heaven.” Yang Wang said, his tone suggestive.

Concerned that Qiao Xiaomai might not understand, he explained, “Stepping into heaven doesn’t mean serving as a kitchen maid, nor serving as a slave, it means a huge transformation to another identity.”

On hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai, blinked her clear, bright, peach blossom eyes, straightforwardly stating, “Your Highness, I’m timid and afraid of heights. I’m afraid of falling, so I prefer to keep my feet on the ground.”

At her words, Yang Wang chuckled, but his eyes lacked humor, “So, you’re rejecting me?”

“Please forgive me, Your Highness. I’m just a simple village girl, like a weed by the roadside. Even if it gets carried by the wind, it still can’t reach the sky. I know my limits,” Qiao Xiaomai replied calmly but firmly.

“Do you have someone you like?” Yang Wang continued to ask with a smile, “That young man who was with you the other day, Tong Sanlang?”

“No, I was born and raised here and don’t want to leave.”

“But I genuinely admire you.” Yang Wang dropped his friendly facade and spoke with sincerity.