It has been ten days since I returned from Qingli.

In the carriage, Bai Jiuxiao and Ning Shiqian were studying the book on black iron forging together.

Because the two of them were so close, with their heads touching each other, and each other's breath was in their breath, Ning Shiqian became a little distracted as he studied it.

Seeing Bai Jiuxiao frowning, looking focused and confused, he reached out and took the book down.

"Leave professional matters to professional people. If this is the theory of peace or the art of war, let's study it. This kind of iron casting technique should be left to professional craftsmen."

Bai Jiuxiao didn't insist this time either.

Indeed, they are all incomprehensible.

"Do you think they will deceive us with a fake one?" Bai Jiuxiao asked.

"They dare?" Ning Shiqian asked her.

"Don't dare."

They wouldn't dare to do it with only Da Zhao, let alone Sang Lin.

"So don't worry." Ning Shiqian opened the window curtain and looked outside.

Then he asked Bai Jiuxiao to take a look: "Look there, does it look good?"

Bai Jiuxiao followed what he expected, and it was the setting sun.

Like red forge spread, like red thread woven, like fire filling the sky.

Bai Jiuxiao nodded: "Yes."

Suddenly he remembered something: "This place is closer to Da Zhao than Li Sang. Let's go to Da Zhao first and give the Xuan Iron Technique to my emperor brother, and then return to Sang Lin."

"Okay." Ning Shiqian agreed.

He noticed that she was talking about going to Da Zhao and returning to Sang Lin, and his heart was suddenly filled to the brim.

"Bai Jiuxiao," he hugged her waist and placed his chin on her shoulder, "can I call you Jiujiu like Si Ya?"

Calling Bai Jiuxiao too cold and hard.

"Of course, I will call you Ning Si from now on."

"good."

The sky dimmed little by little, and the last ray of afterglow fell over the western mountains. The red clouds disappeared. Bai Jiuxiao put down the car curtain, moved his body, and found a comfortable position to lean on Ning Shiqian's arms.

"I'll take a nap."

Ning Shiqian pulled the cloak on the side and covered her: "When we set out, you had been sleeping for a long time, and now you are sleeping again. Why didn't you find you so good at sleeping before?"

"You still have the nerve to say that you don't know what you did last night?" Bai Jiuxiao said angrily.

It is no exaggeration to say that it took a whole night.

Ning Shiqian smiles.

"That should be me sleeping, but I'm not tired."

This point was also particularly confusing to Bai Jiuxiao.

Why did she stay up all night, she was exhausted, but he was still refreshed and high-spirited?

Perhaps this is the disparity in physical strength between men and women.

"I'm tired, don't make any noise." Bai Jiuxiao closed her eyes.

Ning Shiqian had no choice but to remain silent.

After a while, he thought the woman in his arms had fallen asleep, so he lowered his head and prepared to kiss her forehead.

Bai Jiuxiao suddenly opened his eyes: "Qu Xiang, will Sang Lin's officials continue to embarrass me?"

Ning Shiqian was startled by her.

Unexpectedly, she suddenly asked such a question.

So, she kept thinking about this with her eyes closed?

"No, that day was the best time. If they didn't do anything to you, they won't do anything to you in the future. In fact, the key lies in the father. If he is on your side, no one will dare to do anything to you."

Obviously, after this great change in life and death, his father had understood which people should be dealt with, which people should be accepted, which powers should be feared, and which powers should be used for one's own use.

"Yeah." Bai Jiuxiao nodded.

Reaching out and holding his hand: "Ning Si."

"Um?"
Chapter completed!