The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 445 - 444 Another Gift

Star Blog, a very special account made a new post.

Empress Nihe V: Delicious.

A simple word, followed by two pictures, grapes and peaches from Little River Live broadcast.

Above Empress Nihe’s account, there’s a tiny crown.

This identity, this symbol, this name, it goes without saying.

[If the Empress says it’s delicious, then it must be truly delicious.]

[Oh my God! I watched a live broadcast with the Empress!]

[Who else is going to bash our Little River Live broadcast now? It’s delicious, isn’t it? You go tell that to the Empress!]

[Would he dare?]

[Who would dare?]

[Wouldn’t the Empress smack him?]

[Hahaha, how genuine! It’s been a while since the Empress spoke up, last time was during the battle at the Insect Clan Battlefield!]

[I admire the Empress the most.]

[Me too.]

[I may be young, but I grew up listening to legends about the Empress!]

The Empress’s comment was an unexpected surprise for the netizens.

Those who were unwilling to accept and furious enough to slander Hei Xiaohe Live broadcast stopped all their actions, and even started hiring Water Army to flood with rave reviews.

The Empress really didn’t want to deal with them!

Of course, the Empress didn’t pay attention, she just simply liked these two types of fruit.

When the Empress received the express delivery from Nian Shutong, although thrilled, she was still composed.

But when she opened it and saw it was fruit, she was no longer calm!

Her favorite was indeed fruit; it’s just a pity that the best fruit in interstellar was just so-so.

She once had an extremely delicious apple, but after that, there were no more, and it left her longing for a long time.

After the Empress ate a grape, for the first time, she wanted to claim all the grapes for herself, not even willing to share with the Emperor.

She then tasted the peach and even thought about eloping with the two types of fruit overnight.

She absolutely adored them!

That’s why she couldn’t help but post on Star Blog, she knew the significance when she posted something, but she just liked it.

Who said an Empress can’t be whimsical?

The Emperor and the Crown Prince didn’t say anything.

As of now, the relationship between the Royal Family and Little River Live broadcast was getting closer and deeper, and there wasn’t much difference between overt support and covert support.

At this moment, seeing the Star Blog post, Nian Shutong was also somewhat surprised.

She had guessed that Yu Zeming and others would likely promote it a bit, but she had not expected the Empress to do so.

Immediately, Nian Shutong rushed to the orchard.

Send another box!

If she didn’t seize this opportunity now, she would definitely risk divine punishment!

Nian Shutong prepared another box of grapes, another box of peaches, and after packing them, took a jar of wine from her brewery—peach blossom wine.

After everything was packed, she contacted Yu Zeming to ask him to forward it.

Yu Zeming naturally did not decline, the better Little River Live broadcast did, the better for him.

Only...

"Boss, could I have another peach?"

Accompanied by a pitiful little emoji in his message.

Nian Shutong replied directly: Don’t worry, I’ve brought you a box. Thanks.

At home, Yu Zeming jumped a meter high on the spot, like an excited little dog, spinning in circles.

That’s so thoughtful!

Nian Shutong sent out the express delivery at her fastest speed.

When Yu Zeming received it, everything was marked properly; he kept one box for himself and sent out the rest.

When the delivery arrived at the Imperial Palace once again, it was thoroughly inspected and finally presented before the Empress.

Driven by her appetite, the Empress, who had devoured all the fruits, had her eyes sparkling with delight.

"This is fantastic! I declare that Little River Live is my favorite live stream, bar none!"

The Emperor watched the Empress’s overwhelming joy without any intention to interrupt.

However, he still teased her, saying, "Just two boxes of fruit, and you’ve been bought."

"You don’t understand? Is this just fruit?"

The Empress had already squatted down to start unboxing, explaining to the Emperor while she did so, "This is called ’hope.’"

"The hope that can be planted in the interstellar realm, do you understand? I am considering the bigger picture here!"

The Emperor looked at the Empress with indulgence, the bigger picture, huh?

"Alright, alright, you are right."

By this time, the Crown Prince had finished his duties and, approaching the Empress, produced a plate.

"Mother, surely I can have a share this time?"

In the first box, his father, the Emperor, had only had three bites of peach and two grapes.

As for him, the Crown Prince, naturally he had to wait his turn—ending up with nothing.

The Empress looked at the two boxes on the ground, then at the not-so-large plate in the hands of the Crown Prince.

"Fine then! Since you are my son."

"Ah! If only I had known, I wouldn’t have had kids," the Empress said nodding, then continued, "Luckily Xiaoxiao isn’t home, or else I would have to share some with him too."

In the end, the Crown Prince received a peach and a bunch of grapes.

The treatment was really not bad.

"Mother, what is this small box?"

Apart from the two large boxes of fruit, there was a not-so-large box that, after inspection, showed a slight crack, revealing that it didn’t contain fruit.

This was why the Empress hadn’t touched it, if it wasn’t fruit, then it could wait.

"I don’t know, you check it yourself!"

The Empress had already started on the grapes.

Curious, the Crown Prince squatted down, and as for the plate he held, it was safely stowed away into his Space Button—keeping it out in the open was too risky.

The Crown Prince squatted, opened the box, and revealed a clay-sealed jar.

An attendant stepped forward, bowing to the Crown Prince.

"Your Highness, this item has not yet been unsealed for inspection; the inspector is waiting at the gate."

"Alright."

The Crown Prince broke the clay seal on top, and as the dirt fell away, another layer was revealed.

However, as the clay fell off, a faint scent of peach mixed with wine hit the Crown Prince’s nose.

Could it be wine?

The Crown Prince glanced inadvertently at the Emperor, who was watching the Empress feast on fruit, and he felt a twinge of regret for opening it.

If they opened it, the four members of the Royal Family—one adrift outside, one wholeheartedly sold out to the fruit of Little River Live, and now another likely to be utterly bewitched by the aroma of wine.

Although it was not bad and indeed was very much needed, preferences would still emerge.

Then, only he would be left steadfastly neutral, which would be difficult.

"Hmm? What’s that smell?"

The Emperor sat up, sniffing vigorously, quickly locating the source.

"You, get up. What is this?" The Emperor pushed the Crown Prince aside, squatting in his spot, and leaned over the clay jar.

"Wine!"

"Good wine!"

The Emperor grew excited; he loved having a drink or two, but good wine was hard to come by. It required the right recipe and the right amount of aging.

The Emperor tore off the last layer of paper with a measure of reverence. As the paper ripped, the room filled with the fragrance of peach blossom wine, embracing those present.

For a moment, it was as if they were in a sea of peach blossoms, where all the waters were a gentle pink nectar, nourishing every part of your being.

"Father! It hasn’t been inspected yet!"

The Crown Prince stopped the eager Emperor from drinking, who set the jar down but kept urging, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

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