Yan Yingying was puzzled: "What kind of picture did my sister draw for Long Xu that requires you to be so serious and ready to talk about it?"
"Grandfather." Yan Fu stared at him, and when he nodded, she said, "I drew a picture of a crossbow, the kind that can fire continuously. My cousin has already made one out of solid wood, and it has very good accuracy. I have a very skilled blacksmith nearby, and if Grandfather agrees, I will have him make a few. I can bring them to the palace for self-defense when the time comes."
"Yes," the old Duke agreed. "These weapons cannot be mass-produced without the court's permission. But making a few dozen shouldn't be a problem."
With him as a guarantor, there is no problem at all.
After the grandfather and grandson finished their conversation, everyone was shocked.
Yan Cheng and Hong Qingyi lamented that they had made the right choice in having a daughter.
Yan Yingying's eyes widened: "How could my sister, who is so delicate, draw something like this?"
"Sister really is worthy of being the daughter of our Yan family," Yan Honghou sighed, "Even I, the eldest brother, feel ashamed of myself."
Yan Xinghe was also surprised: "You hid it so well."
Yan Bojian said proudly, "I knew it long ago. My sister also drew a picture of a horizontal sword with a bloodletting groove. The lethality of that horizontal sword is also very strong."
"You're the only one who's talking too much." The old Duke sneered, "Fortunately, we're all family here now."
Fu Beimo covered his mouth belatedly, "Sister-in-law, that thing Xiao Xuxu showed me that day, could it be a crossbow?"
"Exactly. You misunderstood and told your brother about it."
Yan Funing pointed at his forehead.
Fu Beimo blushed slightly: "You should have told me earlier, my sister-in-law had already drawn a picture for Xiao Xuxu before, but it wasn't very accurate. I'm not stupid now, I can understand it after a little thought."
"Not stupid yet?" Fu Ciyi sneered, "But I'm really surprised that Ningning can draw such a weapon."
Could it be that she can paint because she is the soul of a modern person?
The old Duke concluded, "Well, we have weapons, Ci Yi has his men, and the girl is safe, so we can relax."
After saying that, he stood up, took two steps, and turned around to say, "However, we still cannot be careless. The royal family is very cunning."
Everyone then went back to their rooms.
Fu Beimo followed Yan Bojian.
Yan Funing pulled Fu Ciyi back to her boudoir and, as soon as she closed the door, she complained, "The royal family is cunning and cunning. This statement is absolutely true."
Fu Ciyi frowned: "Why do I feel like you are talking about me?"
"You noticed?" Yan Funing snorted. "You used the matter of my Yan family's troops to threaten me into marrying you. Isn't that cunning?"
"My wife is very cunning. You even hid this crossbow plan from your husband?"
He squeezed her waist tightly.
Yan Funing met his gaze and said, "I did keep it a secret from you."
"So what do you say?"
"Now we are on the same path. Your enemies are my enemies. I am very distressed about your childhood, so I want to protect the people I care about in my own way."
Fu Ciyi's heart moved: "You said I am someone you care about?"
Yan Funing nodded.
The man jumped for joy and lifted her up high.
Her feet suddenly left the ground, and she screamed in fear: "Hey, put me down, I'm scared of you doing this."
"You're so timid." Fu Ciyi put her down and touched his forehead with hers lovingly.
As their breaths mingled, she playfully asked him, "Fu Ciyi, am I okay?"
"Okay." The man grabbed her hand and played with each of her fingers. "It would be even better if you could help me tonight."
"How can I help you?" She was confused.
The man grabbed her hand and made a gesture.
"What?" She had a guess, but wasn't sure.
After all, in modern times, she not only has no practical experience, but also has not watched any related videos.
Apart from the theoretical knowledge in medical books that he has learned very well, he has no practical experience at all.
Fu Ciyi blushed suddenly and coughed a few times: "I can teach you."
"Fu Ciyi, you rascal." Yan Funing finally reacted and hurriedly pulled her hand away. She glared at him and cursed, "Shameless bastard."
"Is it shameless to be shameless only to you?"
He feels very wronged.
Seeing him like this, Yan Funing's heart suddenly softened. She put her hands on his shoulders and said in a low voice, "It's so cold today. No matter how big the bathtub is, the water inside will get cold immediately."
"There's a quilt covering the bed, so you won't feel cold." He offered an idea.
"I like being in the water, warm water." She blushed.
"My wife has a request, and I will definitely satisfy her. Let's choose a day to go to the hot spring pool."
"Well, okay." She nodded, looking at him with watery eyes, "Does my husband like being in the water too?"
Fu Ciyi smiled.
Staring at her with burning eyes.
"Don't just smile and say nothing." She pulled his face, "Tell me, what do you like about it?"
"Try it everywhere. After you make a comparison, I'll tell you."
"Don't push your luck."
"OK."
"What's the deal?"
"My husband says he's quite capable. Would you like to try it with me when the time comes?"
"Ah, Fu Ciyi!"
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The snow fell heavily.
The ground was covered in white, and it was still very white even at night.
Prince's Mansion, Study.
The prince opened the window and looked at the snow, listening to the report from the person behind him.
"Your Highness, the Emperor is ill. This cold weather is extremely difficult for an old man to endure. All government offices are temporarily closed today due to the Emperor's health."
The prince sneered: "In that case, let the weather be a little colder."
The man continued, "Not many people know about this matter. Your Highness, do you want to make preparations in advance?"
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