Han Feizi deliberately did not say the rest of the words, which made people think about it.

Su Qian's cheeks turned crimson all of a sudden, "Master Han, please don't talk nonsense, the slave family has no intention of being male or female towards you." Seeing that Su Qian was angered by his joke, Han Feizi hurriedly apologized, "Su Niangzi, I just made a harmless joke with you, and I hope that Su Niangzi will not take it to heart, if you are angry, I will make amends here." Seeing him didn't mean to, Su Qian didn't plan to care, "Even if it's a joke, it's fine, but I hope that this kind of joke won't be made again in the future." ”

Seeing that Su Qian's face was changing again, Han Feizi hurriedly changed the topic, he casually picked up a fold from the table, opened it, and spread it out in front of Su Qian. "Su Niangzi, please look," Su Qian lowered her head and read the fold carefully. It turned out to be a headache for the drought, and according to the situation written above, it seems that the Qin State bordering it must not be optimistic, but I don't know if Ah Zheng is also anxious.

Thinking about it, he was distracted again, and when he saw Su Qian's contemplative appearance, Han Feizi's eyes flashed with appreciation. As if remembering something, Su Qian raised his head, "Young Master Han, do you know the situation of the rivers around the drought-stricken land?" "It's not very clear, but, according to what is written in the recital, I am afraid that the river is very far away, although it is large. Why, Su Niangzi asked like this, but what good way did she think of? ”

There are good methods, although there are no water pipes here in ancient times, but the bamboo is indeed hollow, as long as the bamboo is pierced, it can be made into a water pipe, as long as a suitable ditch is opened, this drought can be solved. I just don't know what's going on with Ah Zheng? Worry flashed in Su Qian's eyes, and quickly disappeared.

"There is a way, but, Han Gongzi, the slave family needs to go to the affected area to see the local situation in order to give the most suitable method." Su Qian replied confidently.

"This is naturally possible, I will leave for the disaster area to inspect the disaster situation in two days, but Su Niangzi's body is afraid that it will not be able to stand the fatigue of the journey." Han Feizi looked at her still a little pale face, and was a little unbearable, "It's okay, you can't ignore the people because of the slave family, the son doesn't have to worry, the slave family will go first tomorrow, but the slave family will slow the son to the disaster area in a few days." In this way, the slave's body will not be tired of traveling overnight, but it will bother the guards around the son to protect along the road. ”

"That's fine, then bother Su Niangzi to go on a trip to relieve your worries." Han Feizi took back the fold in front of Su Qian, and Yun helped Su Qian up and helped her back to the side hall to rest. After serving Su Qian to sleep, he beckoned Bing to pack Su Qian's luggage together, and went to Fang Shi to get medicine for a few days, and prepared everything before changing shifts with each other.

The sky was slightly bright, Su Qian was picked up by Bing and put into the carriage with the quilt, the light between the arms was a little too light, the ice was red again, and her little lady was light, which made her feel distressed.

When Su Qian woke up, she was already out of the palace, and the bumps in the carriage made her a little uncomfortable, but it was still within the tolerable range. Seeing her wake up, Xingyun was about to pounce, but was dragged by Bing, "Little master, the master is weak, and he can't help you pounce." Xingyun looked at Su Qian with an aggrieved expression. Seeing this, Su Qian motioned for Bing to let go of Xingyun.

Because Bing had already reminded Su Qian, Xingyun was very well-behaved, and he came to Su Qian's side and said very worriedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you?" Why did he faint suddenly, which scared Yun'er and the sisters a lot. Isn't it going to be okay? ”