"My benefactor, I don't want to be your little sister, I only want to be your woman."
Princess Hanxiang: "Dalang means you should stay here for now, and we'll talk about it when you're older."
Nalan Mingzhu: "Yueru is not young anymore, she is already 12 years old."
In our tribe, many girls get married as young as eight.
In ancient times, anything was possible.
"Alright, I understand. Keep the child here."
Nalan Mingzhu was overjoyed.
"My benefactors, then I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'll be going now."
"Take Yue Ru back first, and bring her back tomorrow."
Nalan Mingzhu scratched his head: "Let Yue Ru keep you company tonight, that child is very well-behaved."
Before he finished speaking, Nalan Mingzhu left.
The three people left inside were incredibly embarrassed.
Jiang Tian had no choice but to exchange for another Simmons bed from the system space.
The two beds filled the entire room to the brim.
"You two girls can sleep in one bed, and I'll sleep in this one."
Princess Hanxiang looked disappointed; the little girl had planned to have a close encounter with Jiang Tian that evening.
Looking at it this way, where is there time for intimate contact, and where is there any opportunity for intimate contact?
“I…” Nalan Yue Ru wanted to say something, but hesitated.
...
Early the next morning.
Nalan Jingyu excitedly ran to the county government office.
"Our gunpowder has been roasted, but we don't know if it's up to standard."
Jiang Tian yawned and sat up.
He looked outside.
It was still dark outside, and the sky was a hazy gray.
Meanwhile, the young girl Nalan Ruyue had already gotten up.
The little girl tiptoed past Jiang Tian.
"Ruyue, where are you going?"
“My benefactor, you’re awake?” Nalan Ruyue stopped. “It’s all my fault. I disturbed your rest.”
"Stop saying 'you deserve to die' all the time. Where are you going?"
"I'll go sweep the yard and then prepare breakfast for my benefactor."
“No need…” Jiang Tian stood up, and Nalan Ruyue quickly took all of Jiang Tian’s clothes. “Go back to sleep and get up in an hour.”
Nalan Ruyue shook her head: "I'm not sleepy."
Before the little girl could finish speaking, she let out a big yawn.
"You still say you're not sleepy? Go back to sleep right now, that's an order."
Nalan Ruyue: "My benefactor, I'm really not sleepy. I'll go clean the yard. After I'm done, I'll make you breakfast."
"If you don't sleep well, you won't grow tall, and I don't like short women."
Upon hearing Jiang Tian's words, Nalan Ruyue quickly returned to bed.
Jiang Tian got dressed and opened the door.
"What are you all doing so early in the morning? What are you shouting about?"
Jiang Tian has a bad temper when he wakes up; he wishes he could sleep until noon.
As a result, before dawn was fully broken, Nalan Jingyu and the others started making a fuss outside.
"Our benefactor has prepared it, but we don't know if the gunpowder will work."
We just want you to give us your feedback.
"Is the bullet wound healed yet?"
Nalan Jingyu nodded: "We collected a lot of bullets inside and outside the city, and had some forged by the blacksmith."
"I'll come back after I've slept for another hour. Don't disturb my sleep."
After Jiang Tian finished speaking, he went back to the courtyard, closed the door, and continued to sleep.
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Several bodyguards glanced at Nalan Jingyu.
“Young Master, when our benefactor fired the gun yesterday, it seemed like…” A bodyguard quietly recounted the process of Jiang Tian firing the gun yesterday.
Jiang Tian heard people talking outside from inside the house: "Get out of here right now, don't disturb my sleep. Come back in an hour."
Upon hearing this, everyone quickly left.
They found a secluded place.
Nalan Jingyu tried hard to recall everything that had happened yesterday.
“It seems like the gunpowder is loaded first.” Nalan Jingyu looked at the gunpowder. “But how do you load the gunpowder into the musket? And where do you load it?”
“Young Master, it doesn’t seem to be the current gunpowder. I remember, well, the person was holding a cow horn tube and fiddling with it for a while.”
"Yes, yes, our benefactor took a cow horn tube and fiddled with it for a long time."
"Young Master, I think we shouldn't experiment so casually. If something goes wrong, it could be disastrous."
"Anren said that these gunpowders cannot come into contact with sparks, otherwise they will explode."
Nalan Jingyu was so anxious that she kept scratching her head.
"Young Master, our benefactor only asked us to wait for an hour, so let's wait for an hour."
"We will use guns in an hour."
Nalan Jingyu kept spinning in circles.
An hour passed quickly, but for the warriors of the Nalan tribe, that hour felt longer than ten years.
...
Jiang Tian's room.
Nalan Ruyue, the little girl, huddled under the covers, barely daring to breathe, her eyes darting around nervously.
This little girl can't sleep at all in bed.
Princess Hanxiang woke up and opened her eyes: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I can't sleep..." Nalan Ruyue said softly.
On the other bed, Jiang Tian's snoring was deafening.
The two little girls stared at each other, their eyes wide.
A full hour passed.
Nalan Ruyue: "Why hasn't our benefactor woken up yet?"
"Don't speak, let him sleep a little longer," Princess Hanxiang said softly. "Sister, elder sister, I need to discuss something with you."
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