I Didn't Really Want to Do Farming! (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 149

He planned to sweet-talk her with the promise of an opportunity to meet the Emperor, hoping to take away her crops.

According to rumors, there were not only sugar peanuts but also Jihicho, called “a gift from the gods,” carrots and spinach so delicious one would dream of them even in sleep, and even that mysterious golden flower that had instantly captured his attention the moment he entered the garden.

Everything was valuable, and nothing failed to tempt him.

Gordon observed Stella carefully with gentle eyes holding a soft smile.

Her platinum hair—rarely seen in the Empire—and brown eyes tinged with green, along with her delicate features packed neatly into a small face, held a charm that drew people’s gaze.

Yet, he doubted she could catch the Emperor’s eye, who reportedly spoke with no woman other than Marchioness Melissa.

After all, unlike the tall and striking Marchioness Melissa, Princess Stella gave off a petite impression.

‘She’s clearly not the Emperor’s type.’

At first glance, she appeared haughty and flawless, but in Gordon’s eyes, she was merely a novice hiding her true intentions—pretending indifference toward the Emperor just to compete with him.

He felt like crushing her spirit right then and there, but the timing wasn’t right.

Everyone who mattered already knew that Princess Stella had recently received a gift from Duchess Prindella and had even attended her tea party.

And it wasn’t just anyone—it was none other than Duchess Prindella herself. Everyone knew Prindella held a deep prejudice against princesses taken as hostages. Yet this very Prindella had shown interest in her.

He didn’t know what hidden circumstances lay beneath, but for now, it was clear he couldn’t treat her carelessly. Thus, he’d have to flatter her until she lost all sense of reality.

“Your Highness, among all the people in this imperial capital, I believe there’s no one as exceptional as Princess Stella. It’s simply that His Imperial Majesty hasn’t recognized your worth yet.”

Stella neither wished to be special nor desired the Emperor’s recognition, but she was intensely curious about how such roundabout flattery would ultimately conclude.

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