The Xutian Cave was very large. Feng Yuheng calculated that she had been pushing Xuan Tianming inside for at least two hours, but she had not yet gone through one-third of the Xutian Cave.
There were countless corridors on the mountain, and each corridor led to a new cave. She couldn't walk any further, so she simply stopped on a step and sat down.
Xuan Tianming laughed at her: "I don't know who swore so frankly that he would visit all the Xutian Caves, but now he can't stand it after just a little while."
She simply admitted her mistake. "Who would have thought this place is so big!" She wiped her sweat while saying, "It's winter, and it's cold in the mountains, but I'm sweating all over. If this place can be preserved to future generations, it can be applied for World Heritage status."
"What?" He didn't understand again. He never understood what this girl said.
Feng Yuheng casually explained, "It means that this place is very spectacular and attracts worldwide attention." Not intending to dwell on this topic any further, Feng Yuheng reached out to pull the corner of Xuan Tianming's robe, "There is something about steelmaking. Can you help me make a decision?"
"You say." He said seriously.
"It's still about the confidentiality of the technology. Although the assembly line can be divided, I will personally supervise every link. But I am not a professional craftsman after all, and there are many things I don't understand, so there must be a craftsman by my side to follow the whole process. In other words, this set of steelmaking techniques, in the end, still needs to be passed on to a craftsman, so as to ensure the smooth progress of steelmaking. But where can I find such a person?"
Xuan Tianming was also thinking about her words, "This person must not only have good skills, but also be absolutely loyal to Dashun... Do you think I can do it?"
"You?" Feng Yuheng was shocked, "You can forge iron?"
Xuan Tianming nodded, "I was obsessed with it for a while when I was young. I pestered the blacksmith in the palace to teach me for a whole year. After a year, I made iron and forged weapons by myself. After the first sword was made, the blacksmith actually asked my father to resign. The reason was that a prince was better at forging iron than him, and he was too ashamed to continue working in the palace."
Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, "What they said is right. If the master knows everything, why does he need servants? Can't you leave them a way out?" But... "You can forge iron, that's great! Xuan Tianming, with you here, I don't have to worry about anything!"
Xuan Tianming nodded, and waited proudly for the girl to praise him again, thinking in his heart what line he would throw out next: Hengheng, don't worry, with your husband here, you are not afraid of anything.
But there was no further news from his wife. Not only that, no one even looked at her. She kept her head down, holding the strange pen she usually used and a strange-style notebook in her hand, writing and drawing.
Xuan Tianming twitched his lips: "Where did you get these things from?"
She said as a matter of course: "In the sleeve."
The corners of his mouth twitched even more. Feng Yuheng's sleeves! Humph! Sooner or later, the day she married him, he would have to check her sleeves carefully.
Feng Yuheng was still writing furiously, and in a short while he had written a full paragraph. Then he rummaged in his sleeves and took out a few more sheets of paper, and then he said loudly, "Let's go!"
A black shadow flashed, and Ban Zou stood in front of the two of them.
She tore off the page that was filled with writing, and handed him several other sheets of paper: "Go buy these things yourself. Remember, everything must be good." She also reminded: "Not everything that's expensive is good. You have to look carefully at the quality."
Ban Zou looked at the things written on the papers. They were all craftsmen's tools, and they were quite professional. He thought about it and said to her, "It would be best if we could bring a blacksmith with us."
Feng Yuheng nodded, "Okay, go to the furnace and pick one. Anyway, buy everything back as soon as possible and make sure it's complete."
"Master, don't worry." After thinking about it, he said, "I will assign two more secret guards to be by your side."
"No, no." Feng Yuheng waved his hands repeatedly, "I haven't been going anywhere these days. I've been staying in the camp with your Highness all the time. There are tens of thousands of soldiers here, what are you afraid of?"
Ban Zou thought about it and realized that this was the case, so he didn't say anything more and just walked away.
Feng Yuheng said to Xuan Tianming: "After class is over and we buy some stuff, I think we should try it once, starting from the beginning, and do it step by step ourselves, to see how difficult it is to make steel with your skills."
Xuan Tianming was also looking forward to it, and was ready to ask her about how to make steel so that he could make some preparations in advance. But before he could open his mouth, a soldier ran over in a hurry, and without even a moment to salute, he said in a hurry: "General, County Lady, go and see her, Madam Yao is sick again!"
The two hurried back, and when they arrived in front of Yao's tent, they heard Yao's shrill cry from inside: "I can't stand it anymore! Snacks! Give me snacks!"
She paused, her heart aching.
Xuan Tianming patted the back of her hand and said, "Go in and take a look, don't think too much."
She also knew that now was not the time to think too much, so she pushed the wheelchair into the tent.
At this time, Wangchuan and Huangquan were holding Yao together. People who practiced martial arts were very strong, but even with their strength, they were still sweating profusely under the torture of the crazy Yao. The other girls couldn't get close to her at all, so Qinglan could only wipe her tears anxiously, and there was nothing she could do.
When they saw Feng Yuheng coming, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Chuan said, "Miss, come and see Madam. We servants really have no other choice."
She sighed softly. Actually, she had no other choice, but she couldn't say this.
Huang Quan asked: "Madam has been awake for a while. She has eaten something. Why don't we let her continue to sleep?" She knew that Feng Yuheng would always give Yao a certain injection, after which Yao would fall into a deep sleep, at least for a few hours.
Feng Yuheng said nothing, walked forward, took out the needle box from his sleeve, injected the needle as usual, and then stuffed the box back into his sleeve.
No one thought about how she managed to stuff such a big box into her sleeves. People were just waiting, waiting for Yao to fall asleep again like before. But this time, it was not a big deal. Almost half an incense stick of time had passed since the injection, but Yao was still very energetic and still shouting and making a fuss, but it was obviously much less crazy than before.
Wang Chuan was puzzled and thought that Yao's condition had worsened, so he asked worriedly, "Can't we let Madam sleep now?"
Feng Yuheng shook his head, "It's not that the injection is ineffective, but the injection I gave my mother was not the kind that would make her fall asleep."
"Ah?" Huang Quanxiao was surprised. "But if she doesn't sleep, can Madam be like this?" As she spoke, she went forward to wipe Yao's sweat and was nearly bitten by Yao's hand several times.
Feng Yuheng sighed and shook her head, "It has to be done, sleeping all the time is not a solution, the human body can't stand it." She gritted her teeth and ordered the two of them: "Stuff the person into the quilt, and then tie him to the bed with a rope!"
The two girls didn't react and stared at Feng Yuheng blankly. She had no choice but to say it again, but Huang Quan protested: "How can that be possible?"
"It has to be this way." This time, Feng Yuheng's attitude was very firm. "I tell you, if you want to quit taking Soul-Separating Powder, this is the most direct way. Hurry up, the injection just now can only relieve the pain for a short while, and you won't be able to tie it up after the effect of the drug wears off."
"Listen to the young lady." Wang Chuan took the initiative to speak, "Huang Quan, go get the quilt."
Huang Quan brought a quilt and wrapped Yao up forcefully, then tied her to the bed with ropes. A flash of fear flashed across Yao's eyes, but it was soon replaced by turbidity. She was still struggling desperately, but she couldn't break free from the tight ropes no matter what.
Feng Yuheng walked to the bedside, sat there, and kept talking to her, from life in the northwest to their return to the Feng Mansion. She talked about the Feng family's lack of affection, Feng Jinyuan's being a bad person, the emperor's long-awaited promise that the Yao family's descendants could take the imperial examination, and Feng Zirui's first place in every subject when he was studying in Xiaozhou. Finally, she said, "Ah Heng has thought about it. When mother recovers from her illness, I will send you to Xiaozhou, so that Zirui can be by your side and enjoy your happiness."
When Zirui was mentioned, a clear light flashed in Yao's eyes. Feng Yuheng seized this opportunity and said anxiously: "Mother, there is no better way to remove this Soul-Separating Powder. You must hold on. Once you get through this, everything will be fine. Mother, for Zirui, you must get better!"
Yao's reaction became more and more intense, and she tried her best to squeeze out a word from her hoarse voice: "Really, can you go to Xiaozhou to accompany Zirui?"
She nodded, "Really? As long as mother can survive ten attacks, Ah Heng guarantees that you can recover. He will immediately order someone to buy a house in Xiaozhou and send you there."
This belief was like a shot of adrenaline injected into Yao's heart. She was not clear-headed, but she emphasized the words "I can accompany Zirui". Her mind was full of this thought, and she was thinking about going to Xiaozhou to accompany Zirui. Her body, which had been struggling, stopped twisting - "Okay, for Zirui, for my own child, I must hold on."
Feng Yuheng could see that she was trying hard not to explode. Her whole body was shaking, her teeth were clenched, and veins on her forehead were popping out.
She kept encouraging Yao: "Yes, that's right, mother has done a great job. All the suffering now will end sooner or later. When you get better, we will go to Xiaozhou!"
About half an hour later, this round of drug addiction was finally suppressed. Yao couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep in a daze.
Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief, told the maids to take good care of him, and then did not stay any longer, pushing Xuan Tianming out of the tent. It was not until he breathed the air in the mountains that he felt more relaxed physically and mentally.
Xuan Tianming saw the door and said, "You are not happy."
"Yeah." She didn't hide it, nodded and admitted it.
"Because the Madam is thinking about Zirui?" He was puzzled. "Why are you jealous of your own brother?"
Feng Yuheng smiled bitterly, walked to the small mound in front and sat down, then said: "I'm not jealous, I miss Zirui too, if possible, I also hope he can be with me. That child is cute, except for the people of the Feng family, who doesn't like him. But, mother's words made me suddenly realize a fact." She raised her head, looked at Xuan Tianming seriously, and suddenly said: "It turns out that mother knows that I am not her daughter at all..."
... The daughter of a genius doctor
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