Looking over the original Brody’s memories, she was shocked to learn that there were no ‘potatoes’ in this world.
“No potatoes?”
Potatoes were one of the crops that grew best in cold, nutrientpoor conditions.
Brody secretly created seed potatoes in her palm.
“Wow! Amazing, Brody?”
It seemed there were no limitations to the plants that a plant mage could create.
Whether it was the creatures of this world or anything else, it seemed possible as long as the plant mage had the knowledge.
Brody decided to grow a fastgrowing improved variety of potato.
Having grown up under her grandmother, who farmed in her childhood, she never knew that knowledge would help this way.
“But even if it’s an improved variety, it usually takes two months. To reduce it to a month and a half…… I’ll have to use my ability a bit. I’ll quickly make the first harvest using my ability, and then I’ll persuade them to take plenty of time for distribution. If I don’t see it, I’ll just fudge it.”
The problem was how to get the seed potatoes.
Of course, Brody could create them, but if suddenly asked where the seed potatoes came from, what could she say?
Brody, in her worry, asked to be taken to where the prisoners’ belongings were kept.
Fortunately, the prisoners’ belongings had been collected, not discarded.
She found her belongings and pretended to rummage through them, creating and taking out a few seed potatoes.
Some were puzzled that she carried such things around, but no one complained.
It wasn’t so astonishing that she, who had the most extensive knowledge of plants among them, would carry plant seeds around.
“This technique is top secret. I’ve been researching it for a long time, so it’s hard to share easily, so please prepare a separate place.”
Brody, who showed the seed potatoes, said this, secured a secretive space, and quickly propagated the seed potatoes. On the surface, she explained it as ‘propagation,’ but in reality, she just made them.
If Brody said she had a propagation technique, they’d believe it. After all, no one knew about potatoes, so whatever Brody said became the law.
“I’ll have to fudge this later too, phew.”
Thus, the potato seeds to be planted were prepared.
And Brody chose one more crop.
“Let’s grow kohlrabi.”
Kohlrabi was also one of the fastgrowing improved varieties.
It couldn’t serve as a staple food like potatoes, but it did provide some fullness and supplemented vitamins and other nutrients, and most importantly, it grew faster than potatoes.
She also created kohlrabi seeds, pretending to take them from her belongings.
Kohlrabi, at least, had small seeds, so it was easier to bring out.
[This is a time separator.]Work proceeded diligently.
Aidan received reports diligently and knew the general situation, but he visited several times to see it for himself.
Of course, they said from a distance so as not to burden the workers.
“What a surprise.”
Lying leisurely in the duke’s barracks like a winter mouse hibernating, Brody, who had been so languid, was now moving briskly, as if she were someone else.
Tying her hair tightly and rolling up her sleeves.
Despite seeming sensitive to the cold, she ran around busily in attire that was convenient for work.
It was so curious and pleasing to watch that Ian found himself going out to the field more often than he thought.
While rationalizing his thoughts under the pretext of watching to ensure the soldiers didn’t misbehave.
And at night when she returned from work…
Despite moving so wearily, she always made tea for Ian first, and only fell asleep after seeing him drift off.
Her fighting sleep was pitiable, so Ian tried to finish his work early and get to bed.
Thanks to her, he slept soundly, and Ian’s condition gradually improved.
Since his condition improved, work went much smoother during the day.
So, it ultimately resulted in a virtuous cycle where he could sleep more without hindering work efficiency.
And in the morning…
Instead of falling asleep after her, he got up earlier, and was able to watch her sleep soundly.
Ian—without even realizing it—would watch her quietly for a long time and only come to his senses and get up when she was about to wake.
Gradually, that brief time in the morning had become the time Ian looked forward to the most.
Of course, without even realizing it.
Watching her every day, he felt Brody was becoming increasingly fatigued.
Contrary to his improving condition thanks to her.
Her already thin body seemed to be withering away, which was distressing.
But he couldn’t tell her not to overdo it either.
Without her, the task couldn’t be accomplished…
Moreover, many lives were at stake in the success or failure of this task.
Thinking of the pressure she must be under made him even more distressed.
He tried to do everything he could, like providing her with clothing that was both warm and comfortable for outside, stoking the hearth so the barracks were warm, and secretly passing his share of meals to her, etc.
“To gain a duchess like this. This is truly a great fortune.”
For the North and for himself.
Having a woman lying beside him. He was struck by an incredible feeling he couldn’t believe.
To be with a woman. To desire a woman in this way was something he never dreamt of.
He had no expectations, not just of women, but of people in general.
People were something he had to care for, not something that could be with him.
Even the closest River was blocked by a huge ice wall from reaching Ian’s heart.
Though they grew up like brothers, to River, he was the Duke of the North before a friend.
River himself wanted to treat him like that, so it was a natural result.
They were not in a position to leisurely argue about friendship or whatever.
The situation in the North was dire.
His people were dying day by day, and the war that had been started unavoidably looked difficult to win.
Facing new despair every day.
But since everything would end if the duke himself gave up hope, he tirelessly rose and fought that despair.
During those days he spent like that.
She suddenly appeared in his life.
“A lot has changed since she came.”
Ian recalled the day he first met her.
Though it hadn’t been that long ago, it felt like a distant memory.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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