Qiao Dongyang: "And you—"
His gaze settled on Zheng Xiyuan, "Around here, the rule is, no work, no food. You'd better start weeding too."
"..." Zheng Xiyuan was almost amused to frustration by the two of them, "What about you? Why aren't you weeding?"
"Me?" Qiao Dongyang smiled casually, gazing affectionately at Chi Yue, "I am Her Majesty's man. How could I be the same as you? Get moving!"
...
Working on the farm, it's fun at the start, but after some time, your hands, feet, and back can't take it anymore. Chi Yue didn't let them stay in the fields for long, and soon called them all back for tea, even bringing out a box of biscuits she had baked herself.
However, Zheng Xiyuan still sighed and moaned about his aches and pains while eating.
"To get a meal, the struggle is real—"
After he finished speaking and looked at Wei Ge, he felt even more that this guy had ulterior motives.
