Queen Mother is a Scientist

Li Jingnan and Hua Qingxue seemed to have forgotten that day's quarrel, and reconciled as before.

When Fu Tingye returned to the house, Li Jingnan was giving him a haha ​​mirror according to Hua Qingxue, with a cheerful smile on his face, without any gaps.

Li Jingnan also called in Xiaodouzi and took photos together, hehe.

Fu Tingye couldn't help frowning, reminding: "Emperor, Mrs. Lu said that he needs rest."

Since you came to see the patient, do you want to whisper?

Hua Qingxue is concerned that Li Jingnan always goes out of the palace so frequently, will it cause a bad impact, "It is not good to go back to the palace too late, you and Xiaodouzi go first, I am fine."

Li Jingnan directly ignored Fu Tingye's words and said to Hua Qingxue: "It will be fine to go late, anyway, I have nothing to do when I go back."

Xiao Douzi reminded in a low voice: "Emperor, you haven't watched these two days..."

Li Jingnan turned his head and gave him a hard look!

"Can't see the difference! They have already dealt with it anyway!"

Xiaodouzi bowed his head and dared not squeak.

Hua Qingxue persuaded: "The old prime minister will not always be by your side to assist you. It is always good to see more. At least in the future, if a similar situation occurs, you will know what measures and decisions to take. Now Just practice and study."

Li Jingnan was silent, and did not refute the magic. He frowned a little and nodded his head, and said, "I know, I will take a good look."

Even Fu Tingye couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He looked at Li Jingnan more and felt very incredible.

In the impression, it seems that only what the first emperor said when he was alive would Li Jingnan follow this.

After Fu Tingye was shocked, he was a little strange in his heart. Why did the relationship between these two people quarrel, but it was better?

After listening to Hua Qingxue's advice, Li Jingnan and Xiaodouzi hurried back while the sky was dark.

Of course, I did not forget to bring that haha ​​mirror.

Fu Tingye stayed.

Hua Qingxue slept for two days, did not eat, and now feel hungry in his stomach.

The kitchen prepared ready-to-digest chicken porridge. Fu Tingye sat at the table and did nothing, just staring at Hua Qingxue and drinking porridge bit by bit.

"Resume early after eating," he urged.

Obviously very gentle words, when he said it, he gave orders at a glance like a serious one. Fortunately, Hua Qingxue was already used to it.

"Sleep too long, now I don't feel sleepy at all." She squeezed the spoon and looked at Fu Tingye with clear eyes. "Did the general eat it? Would you like a bowl?"

Fu Tingye slowly shook his head, "You eat."

Hua Qingxue continued to drink porridge, and said, "I wrote a letter to Wen Sheng and Shao Wen, can the general send someone to help me send it to Qingzhou? I drew the drawing and handed it to the general letter to worry about losing it. "

Fu Tingye silently nodded and replied: "I will arrange it. You should take good care of your body. Don't worry about the firearm camp for a while."

Listening to what Lu Zhengqing said, it seems that Hua Qingxue will be sleepy like this time in the future. This time he fell asleep for two days, so next time? ... No one can guarantee.

He knew that Hua Qingxue always had whimsy, but the ancients often mentioned a word called Tianjie Yingcai, Fu Tingye worried that Hua Qingxue would be like a firework, fleeting.

"Well, I'll pay attention." Hua Qingxue nodded gently, her tone a little sad.

As long as she thought that so much knowledge in the chip could not be recorded, she regretted it, but no matter how regrettable, it was not as important as her life. Hua Qingxue knew how important she was, and she dared not take her own body to take risks.

Fortunately, before leaving Qingzhou, she had recorded the knowledge points related to the distillation and gunpowder purification, so even if you do not touch the contents of the chip in the future, there should be no major problems in the later manufacture of firearms.

After Hua Qingxue finished eating the porridge, he took the written letter and the telescope drawings and showed them to Fu Tingye.

Fu Tingye didn't recognize this thing, seeing that it was cylindrical, thinking that it was a rocket launcher newly made by Hua Qingxue.

Hua Qingxue said: "This is a telescope. I want Wen Sheng and Shao Wen to try and do it. If it can be done, it will be very useful."

The telescope, as the name implies, can be looked far away, and listening to this name will give you an approximate guess.

Fu Tingye glanced at the drawings, put away the letters and drawings, and said in a tough tone: "It will be delivered within ten days, and you will worry less about these things in the future." He thought Hua Qingxue would be unconscious because of this, and he was afraid for a while. .

Hua Qingxue didn't see the happy expression he imagined on Fu Tingye's face. He couldn't help but stunned, wondering if Fu Tingye didn't see the importance of the telescope?

But it shouldn't be. Fu Tingye is very keen on this kind of things that may affect the battle situation.

Why are you not happy?

She saw that his dark, dark eyes were filled with worry, and she realized that this man was worried about her.

Hua Qingxue was a little sweet...

However, think of a big man with such a good face in Fu Tingye. She was embarrassed to pick it up and gently pulled his sleeve. He whispered: "The general's beard has not been trimmed for a few days. I will take care of it for you. Well, otherwise, it will be back to its original form in a few days."

Fu Tingye hesitated for a while, thinking that repairing his beard should not make Hua Qingxue too distressing, he agreed.

What's more, he likes Hua Qingxue's busy feeling on him...

Hua Qingxue asked Huan'er to prepare hot water, and then pulled him to the bed to lie down. There was a sense of accomplishment in taming a large wild animal.

She sat above his head with her hands on both sides of his cheeks, touching his growing beard, and laughing loudly.

It tickled her palm.

Fu Tingye suddenly turned her face, grabbed her finger, and bit it punitively.

Ruo Ruo Boneless, I really want to eat it bit by bit.

"You actually bit me." Hua Qingxue whispered whispered, like being coquettish.

At this time, Huan'er and Xi'er walked in and sent towel towels, knives, handmade soap and other tools for Hua Qingxue to use.

Hua Qingxue withdrew his hand pretending to be nothing, but pinched Fu Tingye's side face lightly and insignificantly in the place where the two maids were invisible.

Fu Tingye didn't feel pain, but felt a little rippling...

When the two maids went out, he raised his hand to the top of his head in an attempt to catch Hua Qingxue. Hua Qingxue exclaimed softly: "Don't make trouble, I have a knife."

... or he touched a small face, and that's it, no more nonsense.

"When you are better, go back to Houfu with me." Fu Tingye said suddenly when shaving.

Hua Qingxue heard that she was very emotional. In fact, she had long wanted to ask Fu Tingye when she would take her back to the house. It was only because of the strange relationship between Fu Tingye and her stepmother.

"I'm really okay, I can do it at any time." Hua Qingxue smiled at him, "You tell me, there are some people in the house, I'm ready to meet."

Fu Tingye saw her smile and relaxed with her mood. "My father had died of illness a few years ago, and only my mother was in the house."

He thought about it and said: "In the past few years, my mother was so lonely living alone, so she picked up a girl from her mother's house, and it was considered to be by my mother. The relationship is very close."

Hua Qingxue asked, "Then...is your cousin?"

"Well." Fu Tingye frowned, unable to remember Cheng Wanmiao's appearance. Just remember that when he received it, he seemed to be only seven or eight years old?

"It's just a half-old child, no need to prepare gifts." He said casually.

Hua Qingxue nodded and took note.

...

That night.

Cheng Wanmiao sat in front of the mirror and brushed her hair, but she had no idea where she had gone.

Since Fu Tingye returned to Beijing, Mrs. Fu has been trying to match the two.

After all, during the national funeral, the old lady did very obscure things, such as deliberately asking Cheng Wanmiao to send something to the outside study, or when Fu Tingye asked for peace, let the young lady invite Cheng Wanmiao to go.

She did not dare to refuse, so she pretended to be shy and tried to stay away from Fu Tingye's courtyard as far as possible so as not to touch it.

Fortunately, Fu Tingye seemed busy, always leaving early and returning late. After such a long time, he never showed up once.

In fact, Cheng Wanmiao didn't know that Fu Tingye wasn't too busy. He just didn't want to stay in this house, so he went out for a reason, either to go to the tour shop or to find Hua Qingxue.

In any case, Cheng Wanmiao was relieved.

The maid came into the house with a nervous expression, "Miss, old lady let you go..."

The comb in Cheng Wanmiao's hand was squeezed tightly, and his fingers were pale.

The maid looked at her complexion and asked anxiously: "Miss, you said... will the old lady know..."

"No." Cheng Wanmiao's voice was soft and firm, but he was firm. "As long as I don't admit it, what if the old lady knows?"

She must have looked at herself in the bronze mirror and said, "Dressing for me, I will see the old lady."

"Yes……"

It was already bedtime, and Mrs. Fu had not slept yet. The powerful lady stretched out her fingers and rubbed her forehead and temples for the old lady.

Cheng Wanmiao walked into the house with broken steps and smiled sweetly at Mrs. Fu, "Auntie, why haven't you rested yet."

Mrs. Fu opened her eyes and smiled, "Wonderful, come to my aunt."

Cheng Wanmiao walked by the words, sat down neatly, and beat the old lady's calf gently.

The old lady took her hand and patted it, "Unconsciously, Wanmiao has grown into a big girl, and everyone has come to the house to ask for marriage."

Cheng Wanmiao's heart lifted up, but he looked confused.

Mrs. Fu looked at her carefully, and she seemed relieved to see that she didn't know. As long as Cheng Wanmiao did not deliberately do it, she could suppress it.

"Mrs. Xu is here today. I beg you for the son of Xu's family. Because it is a national funeral period, it is not easy to be directly married, so I want to make an oral agreement with me..." Mrs. Fu said as she observed Cheng Wanmiao's expression.

Cheng Wanmiao was surprised: "How come? I haven't seen Mr. Xu..."

After a pause, he made a sudden realization again, "Ah!...Is it him?"

The old lady condensed her and asked, "Why, do you know?"

Cheng Wanmiao suddenly blushed her cheeks and explained, "Auntie, don't get me wrong. I don't recognize him. It was Qingxue who invited me to visit her house a few days ago. We put a paper kite in the yard. The paper kite fell on the tree and there was a son. Help us take it down, but I’m not sure if he is Mr. Xu..."