Ye Qingying's injuries had finally improved somewhat.
Xiao Yao rented a carriage and took him towards the imperial city.
Although it was now part of the Northern Darkness territory, the areas far from the imperial city were surprisingly desolate.
"Master, the people here live in such poverty. But the climate around here doesn't seem bad at all. Have the crops failed to grow?"
Xiao Yao sat at the front of the carriage, driving slowly along the tree-lined path.
It was a good environment with pleasant weather, so why did the people they passed seem to be living so poorly?
Ye Qingying sat inside the carriage, his eyes closed, recuperating.
He knew this girl would never be idle, always finding topics to discuss. However, this particular topic piqued his curiosity.
"What do you know about climate and crops?" At such a young age, she seemed to know quite a bit.
"It's early winter now, but the temperature here isn't low at all. By my estimation, this place should be in the subtropical zone."
Ye Qingying didn't understand. Her mind contained so many strange words.
"What is a subtropical zone?"
"It's... I don't know how to explain it. I don't know where I heard it."
Ye Qingying felt like laughing. So, it was hearsay.
Even though there was a curtain, and Xiao Yao was in front and he couldn't see her expression,
She could guess her master's expression with her eyes closed.
"Master, don't look down on me. I really understand."
Xiao Yao held the whip in her hand, not striking the horse, but idly playing with it.
The horse walked forward on its own, not needing her guidance, as if it understood her words.
"Master, this subtropical zone is very suitable for planting. Even in winter, vegetables can grow."
"Although I haven't planted before, I feel like I've seen a lot. Winter here probably isn't that cold, and it won't snow."
Ye Qingying said nothing.
The winters here indeed did not have snow.
Only the cities in the far north of the entire Northern Darkness Kingdom experienced snow. In other places, winter was just cold, but not to that extent.
"But Master, why haven't I seen many green vegetables or even potatoes along the way?"
"Potatoes?"
"There are no potatoes in this era?" Xiao Yao tilted her head, many things flashing through her mind.
Why did she blurt out "this era"? It was as if she belonged to another time.
However, that wasn't the main point. The main point was that she could clearly think of what potatoes were and even imagine their appearance.
But her master hadn't seen them, yet she felt it was normal for her master not to have seen them...
"What the heck?" Xiao Yao tapped her head, quite confused by her own mind.
Ye Qingying didn't pay attention to her words.
What he cared about was her voice.
It was hoarse, and at first listen, unpleasant.
But once accustomed to it, it was quite comfortable.
Yet, her good voice had been ruined by his own poison...
Ye Qingying's long fingers slowly tightened.
He owed her more than just this.
Ten days ago, he could never have imagined that this girl would become an important part of his life.
If he had known, would he still have helped Yu Linglong attack her?
If he could do it all over again...
"Master?" Xiao Yao called out again.
Ye Qingying's thoughts were abruptly pulled back.
He said somewhat helplessly, "I'm listening."
This girl, besides being noisy, also needed an audience.
If you didn't listen, she would pester you until you did.
Ye Qingying confessed, "I didn't hear clearly just now. What were you saying?"