In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1296 - 1205 Passing Mid-Autumn

Little Yanyan mumbled for a while but dared not argue loudly anymore.

"Little Yanyan is quite well-behaved, but Little Sugar Bean, this child, who does she resemble being so tough?" Mrs. Su-Hua was very curious.

Qin Yi, when he was young, although mischievous, was definitely not that cheeky.

It was Pan’er who had always been well-behaved from a young age, just focusing on her tasks and hardly ever saying much. These two children really didn’t resemble either of their personalities.

Su Pan’er recalled the scenes from her childhood that had given the elders headaches and hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Mother, you haven’t said why the Zhang Family agreed to delay the wedding."

"What else could it be? It’s because that child from the Zhang Family took a liking to Qin Shuan’er, adamantly refusing to cancel the engagement, which infuriated Lord Zhang so much that he slapped him on the spot. As a result, the wedding wasn’t called off, only postponed. As for the specific postponed date, that remains uncertain."

"Lord Zhang? Zhang, the Commander, struck Zhang Zhongding on the spot? You’re saying Lord Zhang also wanted to call off the wedding?"

Su Pan’er couldn’t help frowning.

She remembered that Zhang, the Commander, was very pleased with Qin Shuan’er as a daughter-in-law.

But then she remembered that recently, due to various incidents at Huayang Palace, His Majesty had some complaints about Zhang, the Commander. In such a delicate moment, could the change in his attitude towards Qin Shuan’er, his daughter-in-law, be related?

"How would I know that."

Mrs. Su-Hua looked around and leaned closer to Su Pan’er to whisper, "I only overheard it last night when Eunuch An was reporting to His Majesty, while I was tending to the Third Princess nearby."

So it was information she had overheard!

Su Pan’er chuckled inwardly, thinking that His Majesty must have intentionally allowed her mother to hear this so he didn’t stop Eunuch An. Otherwise, how could her mother have overheard?

"Uh-huh, mother, don’t talk about this to anyone, lest the marriage doesn’t happen and turns into enmity instead. As for the Zhang Family..."

Thinking back to how she had initially been the one to help orchestrate the marriage, Su Pan’er felt she had really meddled too much, "I’ll call Lord Zhang later to inquire and see what both families ultimately want and properly discuss how to proceed."

"Don’t worry! I’m not foolish."

Mrs. Su-Hua scooped up a spoonful of food and fed it to Little Sugar Bean.

Little Sugar Bean continued playing with the chopsticks, smearing them across the table, unwilling to eat properly.

This toughness of hers gave Su Pan’er quite the headache.

Since the krait incident, the palace had been especially clean, with even the rat holes scraped several layers thin by these people, fearful of any issues. Naturally, the Imperial Guard and palace guards were the ones engaged in this laborious effort.

And the Imperial Guard was under the control of Zhang, the Commander.

Zhang, the Commander, had recently been severely punished by Qin Yi for dereliction of duty, not only losing a year’s salary but also ordered by His Majesty to be beaten with ten military poles as a warning, fortunately stopped by his peers’ persuasion. Still, His Majesty commanded him to return home and reflect behind closed doors.

Now, to summon Zhang, the Commander, and his son to enter the palace, Su Pan’er hesitated a bit.

Qin Yi, upon knowing of this, instead advised Su Pan’er, "You know, don’t you think you care too much for Qin Shuan’er? If she wants to jump off a cliff, who could she blame? Her limbs are her own, and even if you paved a golden path for her, if she insists on a dark path, she’ll treat you like an enemy if you try to pull her back. Why bother?"

"Who said I’m trying to pull her back? I’m just trying to make up for meddling before."

Su Pan’er was somewhat dissatisfied.

"It’s better not to try to make up for anything now. Whatever you do now, it would be wrong. As they say, the more you do, the more mistakes you make; the less you do, the fewer mistakes; do nothing, make no mistakes! Let the young ones forge their own paths! We can just calmly observe the results."

Qin Yi spoke earnestly, prompting Su Pan’er to give the matter some thought and realize the logic in his words.

Thus, she set aside that concern and devoted herself entirely to preparing for the festival.

Meanwhile, she tried to contact Su Ke to see if he could return for the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, after initially sending a few letters, there was no more news from him. No matter how many letters Su Pan’er sent, they vanished without a ripple.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Little Yan Yan ran to the Warm Pavilion early in the morning, excitedly disturbing Su Pan’er.

"Empress Mother! Empress Mother, you said you’d take us out to play today. You are the mother of the nation, and you must keep your word! Empress Mother, get up, get up now!"

Little Yan Yan stood by the bed, shaking Su Pan’er’s hand, trying to pull her up.

Beside her, Little Sugar Bean imitated her but instead shook Su Pan’er’s toes, tickling her so much that Su Pan’er could no longer sleep.

"Stop shaking, stop! The Empress Mother is getting up now... Yawn..."

Su Pan’er yawned a long yawn and reluctantly turned over to sit up.

"Empress Mother, you should be blushing! Hee hee..."

Little Sugar Bean mimicked Su Pan’er’s action of blushing on his face, clearly delighted.

Su Pan’er, amused, couldn’t resist extending her hand and gently pinched his apple cheeks: "Little Sugar Bean is the blushing one. Be good, wait a moment, after the Empress Mother washes and rinses, we’ll have breakfast."

She yawned her way to the Gourmet Room.

She couldn’t help but be sleepy.

Yesterday, Ah Mann had unexpectedly developed a high fever again, and Su Pan’er had tended to his constant fever until nearly dawn. It felt like she had just fallen asleep when the two children woke her up; how could she not be tired?

But remembering her promise to take the children out today, she didn’t want to break her word and thus mustered the energy to wash and rinse.

"Empress Mother, where will we go later? Shall we stroll around Imperial Street, or go to Huangjue Temple to offer incense? Or, perhaps, we could go play at the farm? The day before yesterday, Yan Yan overheard grandmother mentioning that the grapes at our farm were ripe! We could go pick grapes together!"

Little Yan Yan said this excitedly, bouncing around.

Little Sugar Bean also continuously echoed: "To the farm, picking grapes, picking grapes!"

Hearing Little Sugar Bean utter short phrases, the freshly rinsed Su Pan’er couldn’t resist teasing her: "Wanting to pick grapes is not hard; as long as our Little Sugar Bean can say a long sentence, off we’ll go!"

In five more months, Little Sugar Bean would turn three years old.

A child of two and a half who still only spoke in short phrases, how could Su Pan’er not be worried.

Yan Yan was also worried: "Sugar Bean, Little Sugar Bean, speak quickly! Say a long sentence, and once you do, the Empress Mother will take us to the farm to play. Hurry and speak!"

Little Sugar Bean was clearly anxious too, but the more anxious she became, the less she was able to speak.

"Say, say..."

"Quick, say a long sentence, just say lots of words, and we can go to the orchard to pick them. Say it!"

Yan Yan exerted her authority as the Third Princess.

"To the farm... pi-pi... grapes..."

Little Sugar Bean couldn’t just articulate a long sentence; she began to falter even in short ones. Yan Yan’s urgency only increased her own, nearly bringing her to tears.

"Clumsy, you’re so terribly clumsy!"

Yan Yan, sparing no mercy, pushed her slightly.