The queen ran away.
When she got out of the dog hole under the cold palace wall, Shen Daiyue looked back at the three-year prison and had only one thought in her mind: Farming is better than here.
She never expected what happened next.
The man sitting on the dragon throne, the emperor who had not seen her in three years, actually chased her into the village.
It's okay to chase him, but he still has to stay as a long-term worker.
It's okay to be a long-term worker, but you still have to pick shit.
It's okay to pick dung, and the whole village knows about it.
The secret guard was hiding in the tree, watching his majesty go from carrying dung to chopping firewood, from chopping firewood to planting grapes, from planting grapes to holding a broken earthen pot and giggling, and finally couldn't help but mutter:
"Did our Majesty fall into trouble?"
The other one was silent for a while and replied deeply:
"I've failed, I've totally failed. I've fallen into the hands of our empress."
This is a story about the empress running away, the emperor pursuing his wife, and the secret guards eating the melon.
Also, a friendly reminder: Farming is risky, so be careful when chasing your wife. Especially - the shit-picking kind.
