Song Ning transmigrated and found herself in an ancient era plagued by famine. Her family couldn't get enough to eat or warm clothes, and a group of problematic relatives were waiting to mock h...
Zheng Gaoyi spoke eloquently with the map in hand, but Song Ning didn't listen to him at all; her eyes were constantly following Xie Linzhou.
Indeed, Zheng Gaoyi brought not only maps but also Xie Linzhou with him this time.
That county magistrate is such a blabbermouth! How long has it been since the heated kang (traditional Chinese bed) incident? Xie Linzhou already knows about it.
If the county magistrate wanted to popularize heated kang beds, she would have no objection whatsoever, but there was no need for Xie Linzhou to come, right?
Can't you tell? Although Xie Linzhou is interested in the heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove), he clearly dislikes her.
Yesterday, Song Ning informed Zheng Gaoyi that they were going to heat the kang (a traditional heated brick bed) because the weather outside was getting colder.
After Zheng Gaoyi arrived and got onto the kang (heated brick bed), he kept exclaiming in admiration: "I never imagined there were such wonderful things in the world! Truly amazing..."
Song Ning thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly, this person actually summoned Xie Linzhou today.
However, while Song Ning's heart was churning with turmoil, her face remained calm; she had to stay composed.
Seeing Xie Linzhou sitting on the kang, touching this and that, looking like he had never seen the world before.
Seeing that Xie Linzhou was completely absorbed in the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed), Zheng Gaoyi stopped talking about his map.
"General, you've been studying this for almost half an hour now, can't you take a break?"
The stone beside him curled its lip and said, "General, you spent an hour studying this yesterday! You almost dismantled the kang (heated brick bed)."
Zheng Gaoyi said that it wasn't that he was ignorant, but that even His Majesty had never seen such a thing before.
Xie Linzhou then sat up straight, coughed lightly, glanced at Song Ning, and his eyes still held the familiar disdain that Song Ning knew.