novelraw Chapter 290： It’s hard to find the required medicinal materials
Chapter 290： It’s hard to find the required medicinal materials
Chapter 290 The required medicinal materials are difficult to find
“Not bad.” According to the technology of this era, it is good to be able to make it like this.
If you follow modern deconstruction and secret door control, it is not difficult for a silver needle to penetrate two big trees.
Fair enough?
Luo Wen and Duying could easily tell that it obviously did not meet their expectations. The eldest daughter of their family had expected how strong it would be.
When Du Ying took the blueprints to make the sword, the entire sword-making sect was shocked when he saw the blueprints. The head and the elders discussed it for several days, and then the head made it himself.
He didn't understand it at the time, but now he understands that there is a universe inside the handle of the knife, and its power is amazing. Such a construction is impressive.
Ye Qianning thinks that this big knife is generally acceptable, but the power of the secret door is a bit weak. The knife hides not only a hidden weapon, but also something strange in the head, and a sharp sword hidden in the long handle.
It is suitable for killing enemies on the battlefield, and the most advantageous one is close combat.
The more she thought about it, the anger in her eyes rose. In the past, besides guns, she used two swords in close combat.
“Pang Tuan.” The fourth wife walked in.
The slight anger in Ye Qianning's eyes disappeared, she turned around and said with a smile: "Fourth wife."
“Hey, how did you get such a big knife? It looks very sharp. Be careful not to get hurt.” The fourth wife pulled her away from the table.
“It’s okay.” Ye Qianning waved her hand.
Du Ying wrapped the knife head and left the room.
“The little girl is not good at wielding a knife or a gun.” The fourth wife said, walking around the screen and walking to the bed to sit down: “The fourth wife has made some clothes for you, you can try them out.”
“The clothes made by my fourth wife all fit well.” Ye Qianning opened it and found that her fourth wife had made several sets for her.
“I haven’t seen you for half a month. At the academy, I was afraid that you were too thin, so I didn’t dare to make it too big. When I came back yesterday, my fourth wife saw that you seemed to have gained weight again, and I didn’t know if it would fit you.”
"I'm not fat but I've lost weight." Ye Qianning said as she started to take off her clothes with her little hands.
“Did you listen carefully to Master’s lectures in the academy?” Fourth Wife arranged her clothes.
“Of course, I got a top grade in the monthly exam this time. None of our schools did as well as I did.” Ye Qianning sounded extremely proud.
“I heard from your father, I heard in Kyoto that the students who graduated from Loushan Academy are very promising. When our fat group grows up, we will definitely marry into a good family.”
“I don’t want to get married.”
"Nonsense, how can a girl not get married?" said the fourth wife, who had already helped her change the size of her clothes: "Look at what a beautiful baby she is, she will be fine when she grows up."
Ye Qianning looked at the bronze mirror, wearing pink and purple clothes, the most popular style in Kyoto: "Fourth wife, you are so awesome."
“Haha, I learned it from San San. I can wear these two sets now, but I’ll save these sets for next year. I don’t know if I can wear them next year.” The fourth wife folded the clothes into a small bag.
Ye Qianning was stunned for a moment, her eyes flashing: "Why did the fourth wife suddenly make so many clothes for me?"
The fourth wife touched her cheek with her big hand and twisted her fine hair behind her ears: "The fourth wife has observed your father and the people in the general's mansion these days. At first, she was worried that the second wife and the old lady were not good to you. My mother-in-law didn’t dare to leave. Now that the old lady and her second wife have left the house, my fourth mother-in-law is relieved. Your father treats you very well, and my aunt in the family is also very good. Now that you have gone to school, my fourth mother-in-law can finally return to Nannan with peace of mind. Abyss."
"Si Po is going back to Nanyuan?"
“Well, it’s been more than a year since I left Nanyuan, and I don’t know what’s going on at home.” The fourth mother-in-law was very worried about her parents.
“I don’t want my fourth wife to leave, okay? I want my father to send people to pick up all the old people.” Ye Qianning felt a little uncomfortable and reluctant to give up.
“They are all in their eighties, it is difficult to move around, and they are not willing to leave Nanyuan when they are older.”
"Fourth wife will stay in Kyoto City for a few more days. We haven't gone out for a walk together since we came to Kyoto City." Ye Qianning held her hand.
“It’s not that she won’t come back now that the fourth wife is gone, it won’t be too late to go shopping by then.”
"Then... when will the fourth wife plan to leave?" Ye Qianning insisted on leaving, but it was not easy to stop Ye Qianning.
“Early tomorrow morning.”
"Are you so anxious?" "I have been in Kyoto for a long time, and you have settled down, so the fourth wife is very relieved." If her injury hadn't healed, she would have wanted to go back.
Having been out for more than a year, I really don’t want to leave home.
"Tomorrow I will have the carriage and guards ready to **** the fourth wife back." Ye Qianning was very worried about the relationship between the two.
The fourth wife couldn't help but laugh: "What kind of **** do you want?"
"No, no one will take care of you on the road. I'm worried. If the fourth wife doesn't respond, I will take you back to Nanyuan myself." It's not safe on the road now.
There must have been a lot of searches on the way from Nanyuan to Beili.
The fourth wife sighed: "Okay, okay, you are still so willful and your stubborn temper has not changed at all."
Ye Qianning grinned and leaned against her fourth wife's arms. The elixir that was just released a few days ago was helpful to the old man. She prepared some for her fourth wife to take with her at night. She couldn't stay at Nanyuan's residence... anymore.
At night, she will ask her father to select some capable guards, send them to Nanyuan, and then move the whole family.
"Miss, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Eighth Prince are here. Dean Chen asked his subordinates to call you over." The guard knocked on the door and reported.
“I know.” Ye Qianning stood up straight reluctantly.
“Go, don’t let the prince wait in a hurry.”
“Yes.” Ye Qianning nodded.
The fourth mother-in-law was worried and warned: "Prince Jingui, when you get along with others, you must control your temper and don't fight."
“I know, I’m leaving.” Ye Qianning walked out of the room.
I was confused as to why Sang Qi was here.
In the front hall, Marquis Xiang Ming sits in the main seat, Dean Chen sits on the left, and Sang Qi and Sang Zhi sit on the right.
The maid came up with tea and cakes. Sang Qi's eyes lit up when he saw the cakes.
“The tea at General Mansion is delicious.” Dean Chen picked up the tea cup and thought that the fragrance was more mellow than the tea he drank at Loushan Academy.
The little girl is indeed still close to her father.
"Really? Luo Xuan sent this back the day before yesterday. I haven't had time to drink it yet." Xiang Minghou said, holding up the quilt and drinking it all in one gulp.
“...Good tea needs to be tasted.” Dean Chen clicked his tongue.
Like a cow drinking water, all the good tea is wasted.
"I don't understand. Tea will quench my thirst." Xiang Minghou was a rough and arrogant person, and had not been interested in literary and artistic styles since he was a child.
Dean Chen simply didn't look at him. He drank such good tea, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt sorry for him.
Sang Qi tasted all the pastries in Nianyunjian yesterday, and they really didn’t taste the same as the ones Ye Qianning brought.
The pastries placed on the table were pink and delicious at first glance. He picked them up and took a bite. They were sweet, soft and glutinous, and the taste was indescribably good.
It’s not the same as what I ate that day, but it tastes great.
Sang Zhi didn't eat the pastries. He picked up the cup on the table and drank lightly. His expression paused for a moment. It tasted sour and sweet, so he couldn't help but take a few more sips.
“What kind of tea is this, General?” he put down the cup and raised his eyes to ask.
"milk tea."
“It tastes good.”
Dean Chen glanced at it: "What kind of milk tea?"
(End of this chapter)