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Chapter 7 That incident

"Your Highness, I swear to the great God of the Sun and Justice that this fruit is one of the best red fruits I've ever picked in the twenty years I've been picking fruit from this tree!"

Simp said solemnly, his tanned and red face full of seriousness.

This also made Xia Mingyu know the name of this fruit, red fruit. It is quite appropriate. It looks very much like the red apples on the blue planet, but it is smaller and rounder.

"thanks for treatment."

Xia Mingyu took the red fruit from the other person's palm and took a bite.

In an instant, a sweet juice burst out in his mouth, with a hint of coolness and just the right sweetness, neither too greasy nor losing its natural fresh flavor.

The flesh was crispy and delicious, neither soft nor dry, and the perfect hardness made him want to continue chewing.

"This is the best fruit I have ever eaten!" Xia Mingyu exclaimed sincerely.

Upon hearing this, Simp's face looked as if it had been painted red, so red that one wondered if his blood vessels would burst at the next moment.

"A noble prince praised the fruits I cultivated so much. This is the happiest day of my life, even happier than the day Boy married me!"

The middle-aged villager was so excited that he danced like a child.

"God bless you, Your Highness, I must give you another basket of the highest quality red fruit!"

After saying goodbye to Simp, Xia Mingyu and An Liya continued to walk side by side in the dense orchard.

At this moment, the afternoon sun was gently shining through the dense branches of the orchard, illuminating the two of them in patches.

One is a handsome and elegant young man with black hair, and the other is a beautiful girl with blonde hair and blue eyes in her youth. Under the sunshine, they are really as fascinating as a pair of fairy lovers.

"Little Anlia and this prince seem to be a perfect match. It would be great if she could marry this noble prince!"

A middle-aged couple who were picking fruits on a fruit tree not far away saw this scene from afar, and the wife sighed.

This scene reminded her of the fairy tale her mother told her when she was a child, a story about a prince in distress who met a kind country girl, and eventually married her and spent the rest of their lives together under the blessing of the gods.

"God, you are an old woman, so stop thinking about it!" The husband rolled his eyes.

"That prince's status is so noble that even Lord Hughes has to kiss the tip of his shoe. After all, little Anlia is a serf like us. It's impossible for her to be his wife, let alone a concubine."

"I think it's a blessing from God that little Anlia can become the maid of His Highness!" said the husband firmly.

Old woman.
The wife fell silent, and her eyes gradually became fierce, as if there was a lion hiding in them.

After a while.

"I'm wrong, I'm wrong. Stop pinching it, or you'll fall!" The husband's wails echoed far away in the orchard, startling countless birds.

dusk.

The setting sun poured down like molten gold, dyeing the sky orange-red, and interweaving with the light green orchard in the distance to form a dreamy scene.

"What a beautiful village! I hope this beautiful scenery can last forever." Xia Mingyu exclaimed.

After visiting a large number of orchards in the surrounding area, he and Anlia returned to the cabin.

The girl beside him, who had been smiling all day, suddenly froze upon hearing this. A hint of obvious worry flashed in her azure eyes. Perhaps it was time to bring "that thing" out.

The girl made a decision secretly.

"Your Highness, this beautiful view can't last much longer."

Anlia whispered softly. She was very nervous at the moment, but still tried her best to control the clarity and sweetness of her voice.

"Is it because autumn has arrived? It doesn't matter, the yellow fallen leaves are also beautiful." Xia Mingyu smiled slightly.

"No, that's not the reason."

Anlia shook her head, a hint of bitterness appearing on her fair face.

"In a few days, the lord will send people to collect agricultural taxes, but the money accumulated in the village is far from enough to hand it over."

Hearing this, the smile on Xia Mingyu's face gradually disappeared.

"Is it because the agricultural tax is too heavy?" he said in a deep voice.

"No, the agricultural tax set by the lord for Guolan Village is already quite generous in the Kingdom of Sosia. We have been able to afford it in previous years. He is a kind lord." Anlia said softly.

“It’s just that there was an accident this year.”

"Some time ago, a Clay merchant came to our village. He boasted that the red fruits produced in the orchard were rare in the world and that he would make a lot of money by selling them to the free people in the capital."

"So he promised to buy the red berries at a high price when the harvest was good, but the condition was that the village must refuse to buy from other traveling merchants before he arrived."

"Because he was such a good speaker, he convinced many people in the village. Although my adoptive father still had his doubts, he later paid a generous deposit, and since most villagers agreed, he had no choice but to agree."

"As he said, our village rejected other merchants who came to buy the red fruits. However, he arrived two days before the harvest and did not meet the agreed price. Instead, he offered a price that was much lower than the normal market price, almost losing money."

When she said this, the girl pursed her lips, frowned, and her blue eyes seemed to be filled with faint flames, like an angry deer.

It was the first time that Xia Mingyu saw An Liya so angry. He thought that such a beautiful girl would never get angry in her life.

"The villagers angrily drove the Clay merchant away, but it was too late to find another one. Furthermore, the red fruits were already fully ripe. Every day, overripe fruits would fall to the ground, gradually rotting and becoming worthless."

"In a few days, the lord will send his men to collect taxes. If the villagers can't pay enough, they will be reduced to slaves and taken away to the slave capital. The only fate that awaits them is endless humiliation and death from exhaustion."

The girl's expression gradually became sad, and her beautiful blue eyes lost their former color, becoming deep and blurred.

"So I thought it would be great if someone of high status could persuade the tax collectors to wait a little longer so we can collect the tax."

Those pleading eyes slowly turned, finally fixing on the expressionless black-haired young man in front of him and the long string of white words above his head.

Feeling the hot gaze full of expectation, Xia Mingyu fell silent.

He didn't know what to do for a moment.

If possible, he would certainly be willing to help the beautiful girl who taught him the language and those kind villagers. After all, he was just giving them some advice.

But the premise of all this is that he has the ability to help.

(End of this chapter)