Looking at his appearance, I was beating a drum in my heart. I wonder if it would be a blessing or a curse if he did this. Hey! I can’t control it, I love you, I will spend the New Year well first.

As soon as he entered Zhuangzi, he saw Lanling's carriage parked at the gate of the palace. Didn't she go to the villa? Why did she have time to come here today? I haven't seen her for a few days, and I miss her so much. What do you think of the widowed princess of the Tang Dynasty?

During the Chinese New Year, I am still very curious.

As soon as she entered the gate, she heard the roar of firecrackers exploding from inside, and she was extremely helpless. I guess Lanling kept her identity and was unwilling to join in the fun at the gate, so she asked Butler Qian to demonstrate the new firecrackers to her in the yard. It was too bold.

, I’m not afraid of burning down the house. Looking up at the thick snow on the roof, it’s not easy to burn. It’s also wrong to blow up the flowers and plants!

"Zihao is back!" Lan Ling, who was hiding behind the round door with Ying and admiring the blaster, spotted me first and waved with a smile.

"I have met Her Royal Highness the Princess!" Ying and her servants were present, and they had to fulfill the necessary etiquette.

Ying turned around and said softly: "My husband is back. You have been busy all day, are you tired?" She came over and straightened my fur collar that was crooked while riding, and gave me a secret look, which was profound.

Ever since the handkerchief incident, Ying had noticed the clues about my romantic relationship with Lan Ling. Facing these two women at the same time, I was in a mess and felt powerless. Even the expression on my face was unnatural.

, at a loss.

"I'm not tired, it's okay." His mouth became clumsy, and he couldn't say the next words together, "Haha, it's cold outside, come in and sit on the kang to keep warm." As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to hit the wall. What else could he say?

There was a male host who invited his female relatives to the kang as soon as he saw them. He was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do. He silently slapped her countless times in his heart.

Ying stretched out her hand and hit me lightly, then turned around and smiled at Lan Ling: "He is like this. He has good intentions but cannot say good things. He is clumsy and tongue-tied. I hope Your Highness the Princess will forgive me."

Lan Ling started covering her mouth and laughing since I accidentally invited her to the kang. She laughed for a while. When she saw Ying coming to fill in the gap for me, she waved her hand carelessly, "Zihao is indeed very clever. After the improvement of this blasting rod, it is much bigger than before."

It’s different. The sound is so loud that I’m very curious. I’ll tell you the secret behind it later and open my eyes.”

"Well, let's go in and talk. It's very cold outside. On the kang... it's warm in the room, hehe." It seemed that he was not in the best condition today, so he had better talk less. He quickly gave Ying a look and asked her to come out and help.

After all, they were of the same mind as husband and wife. Ying immediately understood what I meant and invited Lan Ling to enter the vestibule conservatory together. She made an excuse and went out.

Seeing that Ying had gone out, Lan Ling scolded me and said, "Why are you so careless that you can't even speak? Be careful that your talented daughter will see the flaw."

"Now that you know what you are afraid of? Everything is clean between us and we haven't done anything bad!" I said confidently.

Lan Ling glanced at me sideways, his eyes twitching, and a warm and mediocre atmosphere began to fill the room, "Really? When these words come out of your mouth, why do I sound so unconfident?"

"Why are you so angry? Are you just pretending?" I took a sip of tea and seemed to gain some energy. "Why are you free to come here today? Aren't you busy before the New Year?"

"What am I, a widow, doing? I specially brought you some New Year gifts today. They are all specialties from the villa. I wanted to see you by the way. You haven't been seen since it started snowing. I was thinking strangely." Lan Ling said with a face.

With a slightly tired look on his face, he took a small cloth bag from his sleeve and gave it to me, "Wang Youjun's "Linhe Preface" tablet rubbing. There are also several articles by Mrs. Wei in it. Keep it and copy it when you have time.

, It will take three to five years to achieve success. I often write when I have nothing to do. It doesn’t matter if I don’t look good or my words are bad..." Lan Ling covered her mouth and smiled again.

Seeing Lan Ling's concerned look, I felt warm in my heart, "I can't help it. I used to know how to write, but I forgot about it when I got sick. Besides, you can't blame me for my appearance." I stood up, collected the copybook, and handed a candied haws to her.

, “You haven’t eaten for a while, right?”

Lan Ling shrank back, frowned and waved his hands, "I also made it at home, and it's better than yours. It's been half a month, and I haven't stopped eating. It hurts me. I haven't been able to do it these days.

Dare you touch this? Oh, by the way, you took the explosive stick and ran to uncle's house to show off today, right?"

"It's not like I'm trying to show off. You didn't look at my butler. How can it be done without showing off?" He told Lanling what he wanted to do when he came over to see Boomstick yesterday.

Lan Ling nodded, "It's okay to show it to Uncle Cheng. If I don't see you today, I really didn't know there was such a thing in the world." He said and gently rubbed his forehead with his hand, "I was accidentally hit by it just now."

The flying bamboo shavings splashed on me, and it still hurts a little bit now, look at it." Tucking up the hair on his forehead, a bright red mark was exposed.

"Don't move." I put some saliva on my finger and wiped it on her scar. "That's it. It's not really a wound. Let's disinfect it with the saliva. No one can see it here."

"Fortunately, it's bamboo chips. If it had been made of stones or iron pieces, I would have had a hole in my head." When Lan Ling said this, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Would it be helpful to put some stones or iron pieces in there?"

Lan Ling seemed to be a little excited by his own thoughts, his round face was flushed, and he looked particularly enchanting.

"What do you mean?" Her look made me feel guilty.

"If we make this explosive rod bigger and stuff it with something... then my soldiers of the Tang Dynasty will definitely..." Lan Ling was fascinated by his idea and kept thinking about invincible weapons.

The Explosive Gun Army of the Tang Dynasty.

I was powerless. I felt that the surroundings were full of militants and monsters. Such a warm and melodious atmosphere could not influence the witch in front of me. I even spit on her. Who are they?

"Stop!" I have to stop this topic. If possible, I want to strangle the housekeeper to vent my anger. "I have promised Grandpa Cheng to present the formula of Black Fire Yao to the court, and I have also promised not to leak the formula. Princess, please

Don’t worry! As for what to fill in, it’s all a matter for the Ministry of Industry, so there’s no need for us to discuss it, right?”

"Haha..." Seeing that I was angry, Lan Ling smiled charmingly and said, "I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore. It's my fault. You can just say whatever comes to your mind. If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't know it was filled with black fire yao.

I want to see if there is a recipe."

"I won't give you the formula! In case you leak it and it will harm me!" I refused righteously. I'm just kidding, it doesn't matter if it is leaked, she has no one, what can she do if something happens with a few cars? "

As for the Black Fire Yao, that thing is dangerous, you can take a look at it for a while, but you are not allowed to take it away!"

"Yes!" Lan Ling nodded meekly, "You are right. I am impatient this time. Women should not interfere in these matters. I wanted to discuss the papermaking workshop with you this time.

Things, I want to wait until the weather warms up before building a workshop, what do you think?"

"It's up to you, it's up to you! You also know the craftsmanship. It's up to you to build ten houses. I can't control it." We just met each other, either in the excitement of thinking or in the papermaking workshop. I was not in the mood at all.

The newly cultivated atmosphere dissipated instantly, leaving a look of dejection.

When Lan Ling saw me losing his temper, he smiled sweetly, made a gesture to silence me, pointed to the door, dipped his hands in tea and wrote on the table: eavesdropping.

I immediately understood and said loudly: "Princess, don't worry about the paper-making workshop! In order to make the Tang Dynasty more prosperous, Xiu Wan will not hesitate!" At the same time, I also drank tea and wrote: How long have you been here?

"Zihao has profound knowledge and is worthy of being a pillar of talent. This innovation in papermaking is a great achievement that will benefit generations to come..." Lanling wrote: It doesn't matter, just arrived.

Now I feel relieved, it doesn’t matter if I didn’t hear what they started talking about. I don’t know who is at the door, the second girl, or Ying?
Chapter completed!