Song Yunhe was stunned for a few moments, and then imagined the picture of himself standing together with a mutated small bean seedling and a kaolin green pine, he really couldn't bear to look at it directly, without the slightest sense of matching, the most important thing was to accidentally drop a pine nut and smash it, and it would be enough to survive.

"This kind of marriage is too fragile, he doesn't like me, and he hates me so much, once he regrets it, there is no restraint at all. "In the information age, Song Yunhe has seen too many commercial and political marriages, and feelings are extremely fragile, and only interests can strengthen cooperative relationships.

"So, let's kill them, I can keep them from being found out for a short time. Song Changzhen said that Chai Yu's identity is so sensitive, it is still okay to create some trouble in the inland and delay some time.

"Changzhen, killing people is not the way to solve things, you promised me. Song Yunhe stepped forward, looking at his face and eyes that were red from the stimulation of the spirits, and felt great pity in his heart, a thirteen-year-old emperor, trapped in the abyss of history, killing people has almost become his way of venting.

"Eldest sister. Song Changzhen hugged Song Yunhe, who was thinner than himself, like a child for the first time, he had hoped for many years, hoping that one day he would be able to bring all the people back to his homeland and inherit the lost inheritance of his ancestors, but now, after all, it was a delusion, like a collapse of persistence, and he also wanted to find someone to rely on.

However, in the huge world, Song Qin's royal bloodline is already only the two of their young children, and there is no one else to sue and rely on.

"Changzhen, don't be afraid, there is a sister. Song Yunhe hugged him, just like he had done when he warmed her, what she said would protect him and cover him!

"He wants to marry, and we can agree, but we have the final say on how to marry. Song Yunhe's mind came alive.

Song Changzhen raised his head, his eyes were a little confused, "But, what are we going to talk about marriage?"

"He's not going to pop beads, we can give him a better one, huh?" Song Yunhe knocked on him, but found that his eyes became more and more sluggish, and even drowsy, "Changzhen?

Song Changzhen's head tilted, and he had already fallen asleep.

Song Yunhe could only call people from outside to come in to help, Jiang Nanxing seemed to have been prepared, and as soon as he heard the sound, he jumped to the head of the bed, took off his shoes, raised his feet, covered the quilt, and did it in one go.

"Did you know Your Majesty would get drunk?"

"Back to Her Royal Highness the Princess, Your Majesty has a light amount of wine, you will get drunk as soon as you drink it, and you will wake up after resting for half an hour, please rest assured that Your Royal Highness the Princess. Jiang Nanxing replied.

"Hmm. Song Yunhe was relieved to see what he was accustomed to, but he couldn't drink it and used spirits to refresh himself, what kind of habit is this?

Or maybe it's because this teenager has no excuse to escape from it except being drunk.

"The liquor burns the body, and people take care of His Majesty. Song Yunhe admonished, got up and prepared to leave the wooden house.

"Your Royal Highness the princess wants to rest? Jiang Nanxing hurriedly followed, with the intention of intercepting.

Song Yunhe looked at the weak-hearted baby face in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Since Your Majesty can bring this palace here, it is something that no palace on this island can't know, don't you understand?"

"The princess is angry, and her subordinates are not obstructed by something, but there are several places on the island where work is done, and there are explosions from time to time, which inevitably hurt the princess, and please don't approach the princess. Jiang Nanxing sneered, this was the first time he had seen the eldest princess, and he obviously said that she was the most gentle-tempered, but this feeling of not being angry and powerful made people's hearts furious.

"This palace is just a place to work. Song Yunhe said, "You let people lead the way for the palace." ”

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, take a break and go with Your Majesty. "Jiang Nanxing's scalp is stiff.

Song Yunhe was too lazy to rub his mouth with him, he opened the door and left, there were guards everywhere who could ask casually, Jiang Nanxing looked at the emperor on the bed, and then looked at the princess who was almost gone, his round face was red with annoyance, so he had to arrange someone to guard His Majesty and run to chase the princess by himself.

The study of gunpowder in human history itself did originate from Taoist alchemy, but obviously unlike the stupid Taoist priest of Lianqing Palace who bewitched Emperor Jing back then, others were at least the main substance that sorted out gunpowder first, but he would only turn it to other roads according to the cat's painting, and the later people actually passed it down to the present.

Song Yunhe looked at the Dan furnace in the workshop, the molten iron, the soldiers with high martial arts but a face of soot, and the Taoist, it was really difficult to hold back a smile.

"This is Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of Qin Guoyan, still don't you salute?" Jiang Nanxing introduced the majestic and solemn.

Qi brushed and knelt in a room of people shouting "Princess Chitose", which made Song Yunhe's laughter a little more cheerful, "Get up, go out and breathe, the palace will requisition here." ”

"The princess has a noble status," as soon as the soot Taoist spoke, Song Yunhe raised his hand, "Knowing that the identity of this palace is noble, you must listen to the words of this palace clearly, and go out." ”

The soot Taoist looked unhappy, but he was blocked by Jiang Nanxing in time, invited everyone out, and stood at the door by himself, "My subordinates stand guard for the princess, and Her Royal Highness the princess will send it at any time." ”

"Good. ”

"Your Royal Highness, please pay attention to safety. Jiang Nanxing carried his head, afraid that it would fall.

"Hmm. Song Yunhe waved him to close the door.

The danger of explosives can be large or small, and the more powerful the hope of aggression and attack, the better, but the prevention and deterrence can be as long as it is just enough. Song Yunhe doesn't want to be a weapons dealer, let alone an accomplice who kills life, but she also has things she wants to have and people she wants to protect.

Song Yunhe re-changed the proportion of gunpowder, used the shell of the popping beads, and of course added small parts that only she could have, and spent most of the hour, holding the wooden box, and walked out of the wooden house safe and sound.

"Your Royal Highness, you can't leave here with anything. Before Song Yunhe could speak, the soot Taoist priest had already stood up and locked his eyes on the box in her hand and protested.

"Chief Letter, please be cautious. Jiang Nanxing was in front of Song Yunhe, "Her Royal Highness the princess can control everything here." ”

"Her Royal Highness the princess has a noble status, and the poor road also shoulders the emperor's order, and the pearl explosion is an important matter of the country, and the poor road cannot live up to His Majesty's trust. "Changxin Dao Chang has his own faction of opinions, he has been in charge of the pearl explosion for several years, and he has a sense of arrogance, and the little emperor relies on him a little bit, not to mention this rumored skinny girl like a child.

"Actually, it's a bit clever that you can skip other stages and make a pop bead directly. It's like some talented people skipping a grade in school, but Song Yunhe's tone is not praise, but more regret, "It's a pity that the logic is flawed." ”

"What does Her Royal Highness the princess mean?" Chang Xindao's face turned red, even if he didn't understand what logic was, he could realize that the thin girl was not eye-catching!

"It means that the house has been returned to you, and the palace will take away the things. Song Yunhe, a scientist with self-sustaining ability and arrogance, was tired of watching it before he traveled through time and space, and he didn't want to affect his mood.

Chang Xin Dao is long, but he is also domineering with a long personality, and he stood in front of Song Yunhe beyond Jiang Nanxing, "Please princess open the box, poor Dao has long eyes!"