Concubine often travels through: the magic doctor and ugly concubine

Chapter 175 Assembling Parts
Mo Jiuxiao found out that since the last time he talked with Zuo Junyao about Gu poison, he hadn't seen anyone for several days.

She didn't even see her coming out during the meal, and she sent back the people he sent to call her over for the meal, saying that they were busy and just sent the meal over.

He was really curious about what she was doing, but his face did not allow him to go to find her in person.

Seeing that NO.15 of this month is coming, he will feel a little irritable every time this time comes.

It is impossible to say that he is not afraid, even though he is the god of war in the hearts of the people, supporting the myth of Dayan's invincibility like an iron man, but he is a mortal after all, and there are things to be afraid of.

He is not afraid of death or pain, but he is afraid that he will die inexplicably, and he is afraid that the task entrusted to him by his father to protect Dayan will not be completed.

Sometimes he also wondered why he would make such a deal with Zuo Junyao, a young lady of the prime minister's mansion who never left the door and never left.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally attributed the reason to "seeking medical treatment in a hurry", "a dead horse treats a living horse doctor", and was fascinated by her casual words. Anyway, now he has no other better choice. Bored and bored to death, it is better to find someone to die with him - if she dares to lie to him, he will definitely drag her to hell with her!

Mo Jiuxiao stood up and walked to the door alone.

In two days, it will be the day when the poisonous poison will attack once a month. I don't know what she will do then?
He opened the door just in time to see that the lights on the opposite side were still on.

"It's so late, what is she doing?"

He was a little curious, so he walked over.

Zuo Junyao is still assembling the tools she designed herself.

It was said that she designed it herself, but in fact she drew the blueprints based on the memories of her previous life, and then asked Mo Jiuxiao to find a craftsman to make them, and she assembled them herself.

Now what she has assembled is a simple microscope.

Not to mention whether the drawings she drew are correct, but to say that the skills of ancient craftsmen have to make her admire.

Some of the parts she drew were not very specific, but the real objects made up for some of the defects in the drawings, making it much easier for her to assemble now.

She thought that even if the finished product was not as accurate as a modern microscope, it was still good enough for her to use in this place.

She was concentrating on assembling the parts, and didn't hear the footsteps in front of the door or Xiaodie's call.

"My lord! Xiao..." Xiaodie was startled when she saw the person coming, she didn't know why the lord came so late.

She was about to remind Zuo Junyao, but Mo Jiuxiao stopped her.

Seeing Zuo Junyao concentrating on tinkering with a bunch of things he had never seen before, he was also a little curious, so he came to her side to watch.

Seeing this, Xiaodie tactfully walked out and closed the door for them.

Zuo Junyao, who was so focused on her work, didn't notice that there was a person standing beside her, and she didn't come back to her senses until he asked aloud.

"what is this?"

"Why are you here!" Zuo Junyao was startled by the sudden sound, turned around and wanted to ask Xiaodie why she didn't remind her, but where is the shadow of that girl in the room?

"My lord saw that you were still awake, and you didn't know what to do in your workshop, so I came over to have a look."

Mo Jiuxiao also imitated her, and called this room "workshop". She said it was the room where she worked, which was equivalent to a scholar's study, a blacksmith's shop for craftsmen, and a chef's kitchen...

He has never heard of such vocabulary and explanations, and he feels that with her, he can know some weird things every day, which brings some nourishment to his boring and lonely days.

(End of this chapter)