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235, it is said that day and night have dreams

Ming Wuyou didn't expect him to be so flexible and flexible, so he quickly motioned to Shen Qingci to help him, "Master Ning, get up quickly!"

Ning Lu stood firm, "The princess has forgiven Wei Chen for his previous rudeness. Then she should be able to take out the drawings and let Wei Chen take a look first, right?"

Before Ming Wuyou could speak, Ning Lu said with a smile: "Wei Chen did say before that the princess is not a disaster relief official and cannot interfere with money and food, but she knows everything that the princess wants to know.

,Yes or no?"

"Since the ministers have all solved the doubts of the princess, why can't the princess also reciprocate the courtesy and solve the doubts of the ministers?"

Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows again.

Good guy, this guy Qingqing knew that she asked Shen Qing to resign about checking money and food and refugee resettlement, so he deliberately leaked the news to Shen Qingci?

No wonder Shen Qingci checked so quickly. He even found out all the details in three to five days.

Since he was giving face like this, Ming Wuyou was really not a grudge-bearing person. He raised his hand towards Caiyue and motioned for her to bring the drawings: "Master Ning is so sincere, how can I still have the nerve to hide it? Then please

Lord Ning, please give me some advice."

Ning Lu quickly said "I dare not".

When he actually saw the drawing, his face was full of surprise.

Ning Zhiyuan said that the drawings were timeless and exquisite, and it was no exaggeration. There were various symbols in the corners of the drawings.

Ning Lu was fascinated after taking one look at it, and kept pulling Ming Wuyou to ask about the details of the drawing.

Ming Wuyou was not stingy and came forward to point out the key points and explain what each symbol meant.

Ning Lu said "I don't dare" just now. It was just a courtesy and a habit of using words, but now he really didn't dare to teach me.

This is the most exquisite water conservancy drawing he has ever seen, and it is no exaggeration to say it is perfect.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Ming Wuyou, and said in silence: "How lucky is our country to have such a talented person as the princess!"

Caiyue on the side whispered: "You just know."

Ming Wuyou was a little embarrassed by what he said, "It's an exaggeration."

"It's not an exaggeration at all, Princess—" Ning Lu saluted Ming Wuyou again, "Wei Chen first wrote Princess for the hundreds of thousands of people in Jiangbei and surrounding prefectures!"

Such water conservancy projects, once repaired, will benefit generations of people.

Ning Lu's gift just now was just to have a quick look at the drawings, which was actually quite perfunctory, but this time he was convinced and completely respectful to Ming Wuyou.

"Okay, okay." Ming Wuyou quickly gave him a hand, "I just did what I was capable of, and I don't deserve such praise."

Ning Lu shook his head repeatedly, looking at Ming Wuyou with a look of reverence in his eyes.

That night, Ning Lu stayed away and held Ming Wuyou in his arms to discuss water conservancy matters for several hours.

At the second watch, he still had no intention of leaving, but Ming Wuyou was already yawning again and again.

Leng Yun frowned and called out unceremoniously: "Master Ning."

Ning Lu didn't hear it.

Leng Yun raised his voice: "Master Ning!"

Ning Lu still didn't hear it and was still dragging Ming Wuyou about opening the canal.

Leng Yun couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "Master Ning, it's very late. How long will you keep pestering the princess? The princess will leave tomorrow morning and she needs to rest!"

"Ah this..." Ning Lu finally couldn't pretend not to hear, and looked outside.

Well, it's really getting late.

He glanced at the drawing with complete reluctance, then turned to Ming Wuyou: "Wei Chen has disturbed me, so... I'll leave now."

"good."

Ming Wuyou was actually a little unable to hold on, but Ning Lu was too interested and it was hard for her to interrupt.

It's just right now.

After Ning Lu turned around and left, Ming Wuyou threw himself directly on the bed and said to Leng Yun and Caiyue: "Go to sleep quickly, don't delay your departure in the morning."



Ming Wuyou was so tired that he fell over and fell asleep.

I also had a dream.

In the dream, the clouds and mist are shrouded and the colors are colorful. I don’t know what kind of fairyland it is.

In that fairyland, there was a warm spring jade pond. Murong Yu was sitting on the edge of the jade pond in cool clothes. The collar of his dark black coat was wide open, revealing countless dazzling views.

He held his forehead with one hand, looked at Ming Wuyou, and said with a deep voice: "You have done a great job in Jiangbei, what reward do you want?"

In front of the man, Ming Wuyou also had blood rushing to his forehead and said without hesitation: "Reward me yourself, now, immediately, immediately!"

"Okay." Murong Yu laughed lazily and seductively, and stretched out his hand to her: "Come here."

Ming Wuyou immediately ran over, but he ran too fast and missed the mark.

She took a breath, stood upright, and suddenly turned over to sit up.

The morning light hit the window, and it was dawn.

"This is what I dreamed of..." Ming Wuyou wiped his face and said sarcastically: "They say they think about something every day and dream about it at night. Why did I dream about this... I never thought about this..."

"Princess, my subordinates will help you wash your clothes?"

Leng Yun's voice sounded outside.

Ming Wuyou coughed and called her: "Okay, hurry up."

It's getting late outside, so we can't delay our departure.

The group quickly packed up.

Ning Lu was polite and respectful this time. Not only did he prepare a carriage for Ming Wuyou, he also brought all high-ranking officials from Jiangbei to see Ming Wuyou off. It was completely different from the deserted appearance when he arrived.

Ning Lu raised his hand towards Ming Wuyou: "Princess, please be careful on the road."

"Okay." Ming Wuyou also nodded towards Ning Lu and said politely: "Master Ning and all of you, please take care of yourself, I'm leaving now."

"I have seen the efforts of all of you for the disaster relief here. After I return to Beijing, I will ask the regent for your credit. I also ask that you continue to work hard and settle the refugees as soon as possible."

"I obey the princess' orders." All the officials replied in unison.

"Princess Princess—" Ning Zhiyuan, who was standing next to Ning Lu, called her, "If there is anything difficult to resolve on the dam, I will write to you as I said before, and I would like you to take the time to get back to me."

"Okay." Ming Wuyou responded again, lowered the curtain of the carriage and signaled to move forward.

Ning Zhiyuan looked at the carriage with reluctant eyes, as if he wished he could enter the capital with Ming Wuyou.

Leng Yun held up the horse's reins and followed him to the carriage, blocking his sight and staring at Ning Zhiyuan.

That look was very unkind.

Ning Zhiyuan felt like he had been warned.

Why warn him?

He looked at Leng Yun confusedly, and he didn't figure it out until the carriage was out of sight.



Ming Wuyou chose the water route when returning to Beijing, and the carriage went straight to the dock after leaving the city.

Ming Wuyou got on the boat.

Yun Zimo also came up.

In fact, Ming Wuyou suggested that he not take the boat after his return trip, lest he feel sick.

But Yun Zimo was very insistent and must take the boat.

Ming Wuyou couldn't persuade her, so he asked Caiyue to prepare medicinal materials for seasickness and bring them to the ship, hoping to alleviate Yun Zimo's discomfort.

She didn't sleep well last night, and now she was in low spirits. As soon as she got on the ship, she went into her room and fell on the bed.

Before falling asleep, Ming Wuyou thought vaguely that he had been away from Beijing for so long, and he didn't know how his grandfather was doing or how Murong Yu was doing.

She was too busy to write a letter to Murong Yu.

This guy didn't even write to her.

Did he not miss her at all?

Ming Wuyou thought about it, yawned again and again, and fell asleep.
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