Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 21
"Sister, are you leaving?"

After another day of flattery, Nangong Yue was finally released again.

Changing out of Xiaoyuan's clothes that she wore when she was working, she packed her own things together, and Nangong Yue was about to go back.

"Yeah, does Xiao Yuan have anything else to do at night? If you have nothing to do, let's go to the barracks with my sister." Nangong Yue carried her own burden, listened to Xiao Yuan's words, and turned her head slightly.

"No, I'm going to make dumplings with Uncle Su in the evening, and I want my sister to eat with us." Xiao Yuan said shyly, rubbing his little hands.

He knows that his sister is a princess, and he eats delicacies from mountains and seas every day. Eating dumplings seems to be a very earthy thing for his sister...

But he still couldn't help but want to pull Nangong Yue together, his big eyes shone with anticipation.

This made Nangong Yue feel heart-warming.

She walked up to her and gently rubbed Xiaoyuan's fluffy hair: "How about you and Uncle Su leave a bowl for sister? How about eating it when sister comes to work tomorrow?"

As soon as Xiaoyuan heard Nangong Yue's words, his eyes became a little excited: "Really? Okay, I will definitely ask Uncle Su to leave the biggest and meatiest dumpling to my sister! Remember to come here eat."

"Okay, my sister must come to eat." She smiled slightly at Xiaoyuan.

It seems that every time I deal with this little guy, it is a very heartwarming thing.

It's like being with someone who is already very warm, and the whole person will become warm.

But every time she stood with Mo Qitian, it was the same, she felt bad all over!
The more she thought about it, Nangong Yue sighed helplessly, who asked her to live under the fence now?
After bidding farewell to Xiaoyuan, Nangong Yue returned to the tent.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the five blacksmiths who had been given the work of making the furnace yesterday had already finished.

Looking at the refining furnace in front of her that was basically the same as her sketch, Nangong Yue nodded with some satisfaction.

In a blink of an eye, Fu Shun found a few stronger soldiers in the barracks, and then asked them to bring all the ore she needed for ironmaking, handed it over to the five blacksmiths, and directed them to walk together With the modern ironmaking process, Nangong Yue was relieved.

Let Fu Shun bring her a chair, and she sat not far from the five blacksmiths, watching their movements from time to time, and pointing them to the wrong place from time to time, so that They correct it.

After those few blacksmiths could get started, Nangong Yue began to draw the ratio of measuring tools and refined iron again.

Fu Shun first found a piece of paper for her, but she had drawn so many things that there was nowhere to use the paper.

In order to save materials and time, Nangong Yue simply found a few pieces of coal beside the furnace, and then began to write and draw on the wall of the tent.

A series of symbols and calculation methods began to make Nangong Yue's brain spin rapidly.

In her previous life, she was basically 24 hours a day. Except for the time of eating and sleeping, she spent all the time researching and calculating these things. Sometimes it took her a few days to design a small mountain cannon specially used to open tombs. Day and night.

For her now, this is just a small amount of mental work, just required, but it is more concentrated than usual.

Fu Shun lit a lamp for Nangong Yue. He couldn't understand what Nangong Yue was drawing. A lot of strange symbols were wandering around in front of his eyes, like hypnotic runes, which made him teary. Dozed off incessantly.

"Will... um..." But he didn't think about it, just when he yawned and fell to the ground, when he turned around, he almost lost his breath in fright.

Fu Shun just wanted to yell why the general came, but Mo Qitian immediately covered his mouth with a gesture of shutting up.

Mo Qitian took the lantern for Nangong Yue from Fu Shun's hand, and waved to him again, signaling Fu Shun to go down and rest.

Now it's midnight, and the soldiers in the barracks have basically started to change their guards to rest. As far as Nangong Yue is concerned, the lights are still brightly lit, and the black smoke keeps rising.

At that time, when some soldiers came to report to Mo Qitian, they all thought that Nangong Yue was on fire, and they all came here carrying buckets to fight the fire. A large stove was raised, and several people gathered together, not knowing what was burning.

Only then did Mo Qitian dispatch those soldiers who put out the fire, and walked here by himself.

When he looked closely, he saw that Fu Shun was lighting a lantern for Nangong Yue. The little girl was full of black charcoal, and she was so absorbed in not knowing what to paint on the wall.

Now that Fu Shun is gone, Mo Qitian has lit a tea lantern for Nangong Yue, and Nangong Yue hasn't noticed the existence of Mo Qitian behind her.

She just kept writing and drawing there, and those little hands that had been washed white had all turned into carbon black at this moment. Without paying attention, the little girl wiped her face directly, Immediately, that rosy little face was instantly wiped down by her like a little tabby cat, without its original color.

Mo Qitian looked at this scene, the corner of his mouth raised in an imperceptible manner at this time on his face that had been expressionless all the year round.

He just took a step forward, imitating Nangong Yue's appearance, squatting beside her, looking at the things written by Nangong Yue on the wall with puzzled eyes and asking: "What is this?"

"These are chemical equations, calculating the ratio of materials used, and the most simplified models of measuring tools such as precision rulers and graduated cups." Nangong Yue seemed to have not noticed the existence of Mo Qitian behind her.

She was just writing and talking to herself.

Without realizing it, he wiped his hand towards his face...

"Hey!" Unexpectedly, just when Nangong Yue was about to wipe her hand towards her face, Mo Qitian's big hand grabbed her jade arm in an instant.

The two hands were crossed at this moment, instantly stopping everything in place...

"Oh my god! General, my lord general, why are you here!" Nangong Yue turned her head full of embarrassment, just as she saw the rust-colored mask clearly, Nangong Yue screamed and fell behind her instantly past.

"Damn it!" Seeing that Nangong Yue was about to sit down on the ground, Mo Qitian hurriedly scooped Nangong Yue up from the ground.

"Is this general really that scary?" As soon as she stabilized Nangong Yue's body, those black pupils were instantly tainted with gloom.

Seeing this, Nangong Yue swallowed, and Nunu smiled at him and said, "Hehe, no, it's not scary."

No wonder it's not scary!In the middle of the night, wearing such an ugly mask, who would appear unknowingly in such a dark night, wouldn't it scare people crazy!That will scare people out of sickness!
She was so frightened that she almost sat on the ground because of her strong mental capacity. If she was not strong, she would probably have gone crazy by now.

Looking at the expression on Nangong Yue's face, a slight gloomyness flashed in the ink pupils.

But at another moment, Mo Qitian let go of Nangong Yue's hand, pointed to something on the wall and snorted coldly at Nangong Yue: "Is this the secret technique you learned in Guanyang Mountain?"

This sentence instantly stunned Nangong Yue.

The secret technique learned on this Guanyang Mountain?
Did he mean that she escaped from the imperial city to learn this?
Does he mean that she came here and approached him premeditatedly?

Did you make a mistake!
She knew that his paranoia was very strong, but it didn't reach this level!
Well, being suspected that's what it should be.

Nangong Yue was helpless, just looked at him and asked casually: "The general also goes to this mountain to find me such a master, let me learn~"

"This..." A bit of hesitation flashed in Mo Qitian's eyes, it seemed that Nangong Yue's words made him speechless.

It seems that since meeting this little girl, everything will not start to operate according to the normal logic. Even this military god has begun to feel a little bit out of control with this little girl.

He didn't know the purpose of her trip, let alone what she wanted to do, and he couldn't even understand what she was doing.

Even a word, she can easily refute him now.

It seems that this little woman is like the nemesis of his destiny, always causing him to encounter some things that are different from common sense.

Seeing this, Nangong Yue just patted Mo Qitian's shoulder with her dark hand, and then said to him helplessly: "Master General, it seems that we haven't had a proper chat since we met, right? .”

Mo Qitian was taken aback by these words, and a trace of sophistication flashed in his eyes at that moment: "Do you want to chat with this general?"

"Yes, after all, being suspected of something like this is really uncomfortable." Nangong Yue and Mo Qitian had a showdown.

Ever since the incident with the mahogany box, she has already deeply felt Mo Qitian's suspicion of her. Although she is dependent on others now, she can't afford to be blamed for saying that she is an undercover agent.

Hearing Nangong Yue's words, Mo Qitian didn't say anything, but there was a bit of surprise in those ink pupils.

It seems that this little girl is really smart, as cunning as a fox, no matter when he was in the capital or now, she can easily see through his thoughts.

Just thinking like this, Mo Qitian unexpectedly nodded to Nangong Yue: "You can say whatever you want."

"Can you believe what I say, General? Do you believe that I am innocent? Do you believe that what I do is for myself? Can you believe that I am really a scapegoat, just because no other princess wants to marry the general, and I You were also forced to escape from the imperial city, do you believe me, General?"

　---Happy April Fool's Day=^_^=
　　
　
(End of this chapter)