After conquering seven male favorites, the vicious heroine wants to run away

Chapter 221 The ties with the owner of the embroidered handkerchief are severed.
Shi Nuanyu was taken to the study by Grandmother Zhong.

"Bai Yu sent a message: the princess wants to know about the events of forty years ago in the Southern Frontier."

Grandma Zhong took out a wooden box from under the table, opened it, and handed a rusty tiger tally to Shi Nuanyu. Before Shi Nuanyu could answer, she began to speak to herself.

"Forty years ago, the countries were in turmoil and the Southern Moon was in imminent danger. After the Shan family army conquered the Southern Frontier, they reorganized their troops here. When the Eastern Chen saw this, they sent troops to invade and were determined to take over the Southern Frontier."

Speaking of the past, she looked worried. "At that time, I was just a teenager. I was fighting with my father and we passed through the southern border. My father decided to stay in the southern border for a while to help the Shan family army to reorganize."

Dongchen was determined to take over the southern border, so he carried out large-scale construction and built dikes to divert river water and flood the southern border during the rainy season.

Southern Xinjiang had to take precautions, cutting down trees and pushing over rocks to resist the eastward flow of the flood. Before the flood arrived, drought struck instead.

The drought lasted for three years, during which time no vegetation grew in the southern border regions or even the eastern frontier.

She would never forget that year, when corpses lay strewn across the fields, the heavens offered no rain, and the harvest failed completely, thus ending the border war between the two countries.

Three years later, the heavens gradually sent down sweet dew, but the southern border could no longer see the former glory.

It turned out to be the case.

If trees are felled on a large scale and no new seedlings are planted, the soil will be devoid of roots and no vegetation will grow.

After another three years of severe drought, the underground river dried up and no water can be stored there to this day.

Shi Nuanyu sighed, "The greed in people's hearts is indeed evidence of destruction."

Did either country consider replanting vegetation at that time?

Even if rain and dew fell three years later and plants were planted in time, it shouldn't have turned out like this.

Grandma Zhong shook her head, "Back then, it was during a time of war and national crisis, and we couldn't afford to think about these things."

Recalling the tragic events of those years, everyone felt deep sorrow.

The dead carry regrets, and the survivors carry guilt.

Shi Nuanyu hesitated, as she was not a witness to that disaster and could not judge what was done back then. She pondered for a moment and then changed the subject.

"Is the Dongchen border region just a vast expanse of yellow sand?"

The diversion project requires a large amount of timber, and Dongchen has cut down a lot of vegetation, so the problem should be more serious than that in southern Xinjiang.

Grandma Zhong nodded, “The yellow sand stretches endlessly, as far as the eye can see.”

Shi Nuanyu could picture a scene of endless yellow sand in her mind; it seemed that solving the vegetation problem was now much more difficult.
We need to deal with the yellow sand in Dongchen first, but unfortunately Dongchen and Nanyue are enemies, so we'll have to wait.

After thinking for a while, she continued to ask, "Grandmother, in which months does it rain in southern Xinjiang?"

Although Grandma Zhong did not know why she asked that question, she answered truthfully.

"About five times a month, the rain is not heavy and lasts no more than half an incense stick's time, and there is even less rain in the summer."

Shi Nuanyu understood. It was no wonder that vegetation couldn't grow in the southern border region. After all, she wasn't a professional and had to communicate with the adults who had been sent there.

The two talked for a long time, but Shan Baiyu did not come. She looked towards the door frequently with worry.

A look of relief flashed across Grandmother Zhong's eyes. "Princess, Bai Yu should be in the backyard. You can go and take a look."

The study was peaceful, but the backyard was a bit noisy.

It's really just one person arguing while the other listens.

Under the tree in the backyard, Zhong Changchun paced anxiously back and forth. His son had brought Princess Nanyue with him, which meant he had feelings for her, but the owner of that embroidered handkerchief…

She composed herself and stood in front of her child.

"Baiyu, tell your mother, who is the owner of the embroidered handkerchief?"

Dan Baiyu leaned against the wall, calmly taking out a handkerchief to stroke it.

His mind was filled with the image of the person he loved, and he couldn't listen to a word of his mother's nagging.

Zhong Changchun was furious. "Shan Baiyu, I raised you all these years just so you would ignore me."

The military officer's voice was louder, startling Shi Nuanyu, who was peeking from a distance. Shan Baiyu helplessly put away her embroidered handkerchief. "Mother, don't concern yourself with my affairs."

How could I not care about my own child?

Zhong Changchun took a deep breath. "I don't care who the embroidered handkerchief belongs to. You should break off your relationship with her immediately. Now you are Princess Nanyue's husband. How can you do something so fickle?"

“Impossible,” Shan Baiyu’s dazed mind only heard the word “broken,” “Mother, I love Her Highness and will never leave her in this life.”

Even if we have to compete with them, we must give it our all.

Zhong Changchun heard a different meaning: her child couldn't let go of two women at the same time.

Suddenly she felt like the sky was about to fall. Deceiving the royal family was a serious crime, and the Shan family could not bear the responsibility.

She also got angry, "No, you must break off your relationship with the owner of the embroidered handkerchief."

Dan Baiyu's brows furrowed, and he stubbornly questioned, "Mother, are you truly determined to interfere in my affairs?"

He agreed to His Highness's request to his face, but behind his back he wanted to break them up.

The mother and son stared at each other, neither willing to give way.

At the same time, the two picked up wooden sticks from the corner and started fighting. Their movements were swift and powerful, and their skills were evenly matched.

"You brat, how dare you act tough with your mother? Have you forgotten that half of your kung fu was taught by me?"

Zhong Changchun chopped down hard, and the stick landed on the ground, leaving a deep pit.

Dan Baiyu retorted coldly, "Mother, you have gone back on your word and are forcing me to leave His Highness. I will never agree to that."

"Wait a minute," Zhong Changchun finally realized, "that embroidered handkerchief belongs to the princess?"

She deftly put away the stick, took two steps back to create a safe distance.

Dan Baiyu's expression was inscrutable, and his knuckles were white as he gripped the stick.

"Does Mother have anything else to say?"

"You little brat," Zhong Changchun put down the stick and cursed angrily, "the handkerchief belongs to the princess, why didn't you say so? I thought I had to risk my life to save you."

Watching this scene from not far away, Shi Nuanyu thought, "No wonder Shan Baiyu was so spirited in his youth; he actually inherited the true essence of the art."

"Princess, please don't be offended. They're used to fighting."

Grandmother Zhong appeared behind her at some point, looking at them with emotion.

Since Bai Yu learned that the cause of death of the Shan family father and son was suspicious, they have never fought like this again. He vaguely remembers that the last time they fought was a few years ago.

"Let's go, the restaurant has delivered the food, let's go eat first."

After dinner, Shi Nuanyu followed Shan Baiyu into his bedroom. Presumably, he had informed them of his upcoming visit beforehand, as the bedroom had already been cleaned.

Shi Nuanyu sat lazily in the chair, digesting her food. The climate in southern Xinjiang was hot and humid, with yellow sand mixed in the air, making it difficult to even breathe during the scorching daytime.

"Ayu, do you think the problem of greenery in southern Xinjiang can be solved?"

To be honest, seeing the climate in southern Xinjiang made her a little insecure.

Dan Baiyu gently placed his large hand on her abdomen, his gaze fixed intently on the woman beside him.

"Everything Nuannuan wants to do will come true."

He has a naturally competitive nature and is exceptionally persistent in certain matters.

Shi Nuanyu smiled gently, placed her hands on his, and played with his hands.

"You think highly of me, but the climate in southern Xinjiang is indeed harsh. If it is not properly managed, it may worsen in the future."

As she spoke, she pinched his little finger, "Go and get some writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."

Even at sunset, it was still incredibly hot outside.

Dan Baiyu's smile deepened. "Nuan Nuan, wait here. I'll be right back."