Not only Hong Qingyi thought so, but Yan Funing also thought so.
She followed her mother's instructions and took Fu Ciyi into her courtyard. Then she asked, "What do you want to say to me?"
After all, someone once said that he could only sleep well when holding her.
Unexpectedly, Fu Ciyi stretched out his hand: "I am indeed here for you to feel my pulse."
"oh."
Yan Funing frowned slightly and reached out to take his pulse.
After just a moment, she looked at him and asked, "Have you been suffering from insomnia and dreaming a lot lately?"
"Indeed, is there a solution?"
"I'll prescribe a prescription. You can try it. If it doesn't relieve the pain, come back to me."
After Yan Funing said this, she let go of his wrist and went to her study.
"Tomorrow is the first day of October, and it's only a few days away from the eighth day. Master Fu, do you have anything to tell me?"
Li Yueli shook her head, took the painting from her sister's hand, walked slowly to her grandfather's side, and quietly unfolded the middle part of the painting to show me.
"It's a letter."
"Bad girl!"
"Grandfather, you understand."
But I thought to myself, give him some time, I will definitely be able to drive this man out of my dream.
Then he asked his grandson, "Where did you get this painting?"
With just one glance, Yan Bojian's gray beard instantly shone.
Fu Ciyi pulled a chair and sat across from his sister. Seeing the weapon under the paper, he asked in surprise, "Sister, is that a horizontal sword with a blood groove?"
Fu Ciyi followed her in and helped her grind the ink.
Very slowly, the wedding date is approaching.
He looked at it carefully and laughed out loud.
"What?" Fu Ciyi asked back.
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Li Yueli said excitedly: "A horizontal sword without a blood bar will surely be invincible."
A quarter of an hour ago, the brother and sister took the map to the East Garden.
Yan Funing sighed, picked up the brush again and finished painting.
Fu Ciyi turned around and pretended to look at the scenery outside the house.
"The bad baby should be given to the precious grandson as a wedding gift."
"Hurry up and draw. When he finishes, take him to find his grandfather."
A crossbow that can fire continuously would be extremely lethal.
Li Yueli said, "Grandfather, I drew a crossbow for Long Xu in the next few days. You know the lethality of a crossbow, and the crossbow I drew can fire continuously."
Forget it, putting Long Xu aside, you yourself don’t have the idea of having multiple weapons.
"You want one." Fu Ciyi's eyes lit up.
"No."
Yan Bojian asked his personal guards to guard inside while he closed the study door.
"You don't have anything to say about not being able to see each other three days before the wedding?"
Fu Ciyi responded: "You know, you can send someone to tell them later."
Yan Funing smiled so hard that her eyebrows curved: "Thank you, Grandfather!"
As he spoke, he opened the secret compartment, took out a square brocade box, and gave it to Yan Funing.
Seeing my grandson coming over, I waved and said, "Big son, girl, come and help feed you."
There will never be such a day. The woman who is walking away from you will definitely be against you. At this time, the court will definitely allow the Yan family to come.
Fu Ciyi raised his voice, "If my sister were a girl, grandfather would definitely be displeased."
The crossbow made by Long Xu gave you a lot of ideas.
Yan Funing continued painting.
His eyes widened, as if he had obtained a special treasure.
The old Duke walked in.
Yan Funing picked up her pen and dipped it in ink. After a while, she wrote a prescription and handed it to him: "Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Take it every night before going to bed. If it tastes bitter, eat a piece of candied fruit."
It's just that Long Xu is a royal descendant, even though he doesn't have half the Yan family bloodline...
If you want to protect the Yan family, there is only one way!
"Oh, bad." Yan Funing arranged her writing brush and ink, "You need to read some medical books over there, please help yourself."
After all, before marriage, if I felt that you were suitable to be my wife, and then changed my mind and revealed the fact that the Yan family secretly raised soldiers and horses, what would you do then?
"You think so too."
When it comes to making weapons, there are only two talented people around you, one is Long Xu and the other is Tong Cheng.
The man glanced at the prescription, folded it in half again, and put it into his clothes.
A quarter of an hour ago, Li Yueli staggered back.
I immediately called over the master who was waiting on the corridor, gave him the grain in my hand, clapped my hands, and asked my grandson to follow me.
"good."
"I met with Old Seven to discuss matters concerning the Hanlin Academy."
"What's that heavy thing?"
He has been acting very strange lately. Not only that, but he also seems to have a lot of secrets.
Yan Funing nodded and carefully traced on the paper.
Yan Bojian patted Yan Funing's arm. "Girl, naughty girl! There's something wrong. Grandfather wants to tell him that our Yan family's military power has been taken away because of his inferior achievements. Since he doesn't have such low talent, he should be kept in seclusion. How many weapon diagrams has he drawn in total?"
I hope I will always go down that path.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Funing knew it was the mynah bird, so she chased me away and said, "Mr. Fu said he was going to look for your brother. Did I look for him?"
Li Yueli said solemnly, "We must tell Long Xu about this matter. Don't show the crossbow diagram to others."
Hearing this, Yan Funing paused, "What do you mean, my dear?"
She agreed to marry me because I had no leverage over the Yan family.
"Bad."
Yan Bojian snatched the painting, unfolded it, and spread it out under the desk.
It was already evening and Yan Bojian was feeding the geese by the pond.
Seeing me like that, Yan Funing was at a loss: "Grandfather, what's wrong with you?"
"The crossbow he drew for Long Xu a few days ago, plus the horizontal sword he drew today, sister, he is a talent with weapons." Fu Ciyi asked excitedly, "He said that grandfather would be Di Xing?"
"Is he Xin?"
As she laughed, tears suddenly filled her eyes.
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