Xing'er left with his mother, so Xingyue took Xian'er to the library of the palace castle.

"Young master, your body has not fully recovered, you need to rest a lot. As she spoke, Xian'er stretched out her hand and wanted to take down the book called "Simple Mechanical Design and Production" in Xingyue's hand.

Yes, in this world, there are already simple machines, but such simple machines are only to make some living utensils, such as clocks, wheel hinges and other simple instruments.

In this world of magic flying, fighting spirit, and magic against the sky, the development of machinery has been completely inhibited. Magicians, magicians and warriors, they will only spend time on themselves, trying every means to make themselves stronger, only when they are strong can they have a greater right to speak, as for the external ones, such as food, beauty, money, power, after their own strength is strong, will they still be missing?

Xingyue gently patted Xian'er's outstretched little jade hand, "Don't worry, little Xian'er, I'm fine, it's just that the energy in my body has been exhausted, and I'll be fine after a few days of rest." Xingyue said while looking at "The Design and Production of Simple Machinery".

Xian'er pouted her little pout, lying on the desk and looking at Xingyue, as long as Xingyue decides, no one can change it, he has always been like this, and she has understood it since she was a child. It's just that she doesn't understand why her young master is suddenly interested in mechanical manufacturing again. But it's not strange to think about it, my young master always thinks of a play. When he was twelve years old, his young master fell in love with cooking, so he spent a year learning to cook, and at the age of fourteen, his young master fell in love with equestrianism, so he spent another half a year and invited the best equestrian master to learn equestrianism, and there are many such examples. And now, it is not surprising that the young master of his own family has fallen in love with mechanical manufacturing.

"Haha, Xian'er, you said, it's incredible that these gears and hinges can emit such a lot of power. Xingyue looked at the mechanical manufacturing book and exclaimed. "I said, my young master, everyone else is trying to improve their own strength, so it's better for you to spend your time on these useless things. Xian'er was still lying on her stomach, looking at her young master, pouting her pink little mouth. "Haha, little fairy, don't underestimate mechanical manufacturing, I dare to say, if people spend their time on magic in the blink of an eye, mechanical manufacturing is not necessarily worse than martial arts, magic or magic skills. Xian'er listened to Xingyue's words and smiled at Xingyue reluctantly, "Hehe, the young master is right." After speaking, he continued to stare at the stars and the moon.

"Xian'er. Xingyue gently pinched Xian'er's white and red little face, and called Xian'er back to her senses. "Oh, young master, you're pinching my face again. Xian'er covered her red, cute little face and looked at Xingyue, "Young master, is there anything wrong with you?" Xingyue nodded and looked at Xian'er, "Yes, Xian'er, you go and help me find a grandfather clock, and bring a toolbox by the way." "Looking for the clock" Xian'er's snow-white slender index finger pointed at her red lips and asked confusedly, "What are you doing!"

"Oh, let's go, little fairy, you're getting more and more verbose now. Xingyue lightly nodded Xian'er's forehead. "Really?" Then, when he saw Xingyue's smiling eyes, he pouted his pink pout, "No, okay, I'll go, young master." Then, he walked out of the library.

After a while, Xian'er returned with two sturdy servants carrying a huge table clock. After Xingyue asked the two servants to put down the clock and toolbox, she let them go.

Xian'er watched the excited Xingyue spin around the table clock for a long time, and then opened the toolbox again, took out some strange-shaped tools, and knocked and beat the clock.

For a long time, Xian'er looked at the parts all over the ground, and the table clock was already "corpsed" and gone. The well-behaved fairy gently wiped the sweat stains on her forehead for Xingyue, who was squatting on the ground and drawing something. Xingyue looked at the parts in the place, and then looked at the introduction of the names and uses of various parts in the book, and at the same time recorded what was recorded in the huge notebook in his hand. Xian'er looked through the window and saw that the sky outside was already dark, "Young master, it's dark outside." Xingyue raised her head and said with a smile: "It's okay, Xian'er, if you're tired, go and rest first." ”

"Hahaha. As soon as Xingyue's words fell, Xian'er burst out laughing, and it was still a very imageless laugh. "What are you laughing at?" Xingyue was confused, "Am I wrong?" "No, no. Xian'er forced a smile, "Haha, how could the young master be wrong......?"

"Then what are you laughing at?" asked Xingyue. As she spoke, Xian'er, who was laughing so hard that her stomach hurt, found a mirror, and when Xingyue looked at it, she realized that there were three or four black marks on her face. Seeing herself in the mirror, Xingyue couldn't help laughing. "Young master, Xian'er will help you wipe it. Xingyue looked at Xian'er in a white gauze skirt and shook her head, "Forget it, I'll stain your body later." ”

"Young master, don't you like Xian'er?" Xian'er pursed her mouth and looked at Xingyue.

"No, I don't. Xingyue felt a little inexplicable, "How could it be?"

"Then, why are you so polite to me. ”

Hearing Xian'er's explanation, Xingyue suddenly understood, hey, it turned out that the little girl thought that she was polite to her. So in order to comfort the little girl, Xingyue turned around, grabbed Xian'er's snow-white arm with a layer of white gauze sleeves, and said, "Little girl, you think too much." As he spoke, he sat Xian'er aside, "Wait for me in a while, and I'll be almost ready." Xian'er nodded obediently. Then let go of his hands, but found that on the white yarn on Xian'er's arm, there were two large black handprints. "Young master. Xian'er pointed to the handprint and said with a smile.

"I, I didn't mean to. After saying that, Xingyue threw himself into assembling the clock again. Ten minutes later, the clock was restored. Then, after retracting her notebook on the desk, Xian'er also stood up obediently, looked at the messy desk, and asked, "Young Master, do you want me to clean it up?" Xingyue looked at the open books on the table and shook her head, "No, I'll use it again tomorrow." ”

led Xian'er back to his own courtyard in the Star King's Mansion, pushed open the door, and looked at the room covered with white fur carpet inside, which was exactly the same as the room in his ancient castle. It seems that my father is still very attentive. "Young Master, do you take a bath first, or do I wash it first?" Xingyue nodded, "You wash, how can I take care of my notes." With that, he walked over to his desk and sat down, and took out a large stack of parchment and a large notebook. There is a lot of research on ancient magic on parchment, and a notebook contains notes on machinery.

Pulling out a long feather ink pen, Xingyue began to organize her notes.

After a while, the door of the bathroom opened, and Xian'er, who was wrapped in a white bath towel, dragged her long hair hanging to the ground, and quietly came to Xingyue, who was concentrating on sorting out her notes, "Young master, I'm done." Xingyue raised her head and looked at the large area of skin that was leaning over, and there were glistening droplets of water hanging on the large area of exposed skin. On the tip of the white and tender little nose, there are still fine beads of sweat. In the small red mouth, snow-white shell teeth loomed.

I wanted to reach out and touch Xian'er's white pretty face, but looking at her black dirty hands and stopped in the air, Xian'er looked at her young master's helpless expression, and looked at her young master with a smile, "Young master, go take a bath." Xingyue shook her head and sighed, "Not yet!" Xiao Xian'er, you go to sleep first, I'll talk about it after I've sorted out my notes. Xian'er shook her head gently, "No, young master, I'll be here with you." As she spoke, Xian'er also moved a chair and sat next to Xingyue, a pair of beautiful eyes constantly circling on Xingyue's body. Watch Xingyue sort out her notes.

Xingyue continued to sort out her notes, and when Xingyue put down the ink pen in her hand and looked at the hourglass on the table, it was almost three watches. At this time, Xian'er was also lying on the desk, and there was still a crystal liquid hanging on the corner of her plump red mouth. After Xingyue, who put down the ink pen, washed her hands clean, she gently picked up Xian'er who was lying on the table, feeling Xian'er's soft and boneless delicate body, her cream-like skin was full of elasticity, the snow-white bath towel had slipped to her waist, and the white private parts of her buttocks and thighs were not covered, she shook her head and gently put Xian'er on the soft and white bed. After covering her with the quilt, Xingyue packed up her clothes and walked into the bathroom.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. The fairy on the bed opened her eyes in a daze, found herself lying on the bed, and heard the sound of water in the bathroom, so she fell asleep in a daze.

Xingyue was wearing pajamas, gently hugged Xian'er into her arms, smelled the fragrance emanating from her body, and fell asleep in a daze.

A busy day has passed like this again. There are still more than ten days to go, and Xingyue is about to go to the sacred mountain.

The imperial capital under the starry sky is brightly lit, and the entire night of the imperial capital is the golden time to look for flowers and willows. In front of a luxurious stone building, there were twenty or thirty young women dressed naked and exposed, most of them were around twenty-five or sixteen, with both the beauty of young women and the charm of mature women.

In a lavishly decorated room in this building, a naked plaid shirt is lying on top of a stunning woman who looks like she is twenty-four or five years old, doing piston sports. Their limbs were entangled, and their torn underwear was scattered all over the floor.

Just when the two of them were **, there was a knock on the door. Geyi didn't mean to stop at all, but asked a little angrily, "Who?" "Young master, it's me, Lan'er." A cautious voice came from outside the door. "Come in. As soon as the words fell, Lan'er, who was wearing a light blue dress and a shawl with long hair, walked in with a red face. And her young master, who was still pressing the woman under him, had no intention of stopping at all.

Lan'er lowered her head, not wanting to see this **** extravagant scene, but she didn't want to let her young master let her go, "Lan'er, you come over too." Lan'er was slightly reluctant in her heart, but she still walked up. Looking at the glamorous woman who was constantly spasming under the checkered body, Lan'er knew what she should do, and she took off her long skirt very consciously, revealing her beautiful figure, which was no worse than the beautiful woman under the checkered body.

The shyness emanating from Lan'er's body stimulated the **** of the checkered clothes even more, and she pulled Lan'er over, regardless of whether she could stand it or not, she drove straight in, and Lan'er, who was slightly in pain in her lower body, was beautiful and wrinkled, but she blamed the young master for her rude behavior in her heart.

After the clouds and rain, Geyi called the beautiful woman out, sat on the bed, hugged Lan'er, and a pair of big hands kept roaming around her body. "Lan'er, is there something wrong with you?"

"It was Lu'er who called me, well, she said she found the person you asked her to check. Lan'er lay in the arms of the checker, because the checkered clothes touched her shyness, and she also moaned quietly.

Hearing Lan'er say that she had found it, and thinking of Xian'er's beautiful face and pure temperament, the desire in her heart rose uncontrollably. A pure girl like Xian'er who is not in harmony with the world, I'm afraid only the elven girl hiding in the forest of the elves has it.

"Something was found. With that, Geyi picked up Lan'er in his arms and gently put it down on his lap, "Hmm" After Lan'er let out a seductive moan, the two bodies were united without any gaps. He was already attracted by Xian'er's appearance and temperament.

Lan'er kept catering to her young master, exhaling like Lan, and said intermittently, "Lu'er said, that's, that's, the second young master of the Star King's Mansion." Then, he hugged the neck of the checkered clothes tightly, "Young master, hurry, hurry." With that, she waited for the young master to ask for it frantically. However, then she didn't feel the young master's madness, because, when she heard the Star King's Mansion, Geyi frowned and stopped. Lan'er saw that the young master was thinking about something, so she took the initiative to push the checkered clothes and rode on the checkered clothes, constantly swinging the white flowers' buttocks.

The madness here does not mean the madness of the whole world.

Night, is the container of **,

The night is a cover for sin and a source of sin.

But at night, it is also a paradise of tranquility and fantasy, the sprout of life and wisdom.

At dawn, Xingyue woke up, looking at the fairy around her like a kitten, obediently curled up in her arms, Xingyue's heart was full of love. Gently caressing Xian'er's beautiful face. Xian'er's curved eyelashes trembled, and she disappeared.

Xingyue got up, put on her robe, and began the day's training.

After the family had breakfast, Xingyue took Xian'er to the library and continued his new research for the day. Seeing that the original table clock was turned into parts by Xingyue again, Xian'er was speechless, "Young master, you have seen all the parts in this place yesterday, what else is there to see." "Haha," Xingyue laughed, "Little Xian'er, you don't understand this, right! This part is not just to look at, but to remember, whether it is the specification, model, size, use, etc., you must remember, just like a magician must remember magic spells, a samurai must remember the Dou Qi route, and a magician must remember the appearance of the gods." ”

"Oh. Xian'er pouted and sighed softly, not knowing if she understood, "Young master, do you want to drink water?" Xingyue snorted, "I'm really a little thirsty, then trouble you, little fairy." "Young master," Xian'er pouted, "Are you so polite to me?" After speaking, she happily went to pour water for Xingyue.

Looking at the parts on the ground, Xingyue habitually rubbed her chin with her black dirty hands, "How should I use these parts?" Thinking about it, Xingyue sat down on the desk, took out an ordinary piece of white paper and ink pen, and began to design.

At this time, Fu Bo, the old butler of the palace, ran in, looked at the second young master who was concentrating on his work, and said cautiously: "Second young master, the eldest prince of Prince Ming's mansion, Young Master Geyi, is coming to you and is in the hall! "If you don't know, don't bother me. Xingyue said impatiently. "But......" Fu Bo stood there, neither leaving nor staying, and he was also very anxious in his heart, this is the eldest son of Prince Ming, Young Master Geyi, not the kind of little nobleman who is a cat and a dog.

"What's the matter, Fauber. Xian'er came back with a glass of warm water for Xingyue, and looked at the old housekeeper Fu Bo standing beside the young master with an anxious face, and asked in a low voice. "Hey, Miss Xian'er, the young master of Prince Ming's mansion came here to visit the second young master, but the second young master didn't go, so you can persuade the young master. "Fauber pinned all his hopes on Xian'er.

"Prince Ming's Mansion, Geyi. Xian'er's slender jade fingers tapped her lips, and her bright eyes full of mist were full of thought, "Oh, young master, do you remember that day we met a young man in the library?" "You know, there was also Princess Ziyue at that time. Xingyue said without raising her head, "There is also a beautiful girl named Lu'er next to that checkered clothes, you were sleeping that day, and I was reading the history of magic books." ”

"Wow, young master, you remember it so clearly!" said Xian'er with a smile in admiration. "Of course, if you can't remember this, how can you be worthy of the title of a genius like me?" Xingyue turned his head, his fair and handsome face was full of black marks, and the fairy who saw it laughed loudly, but Fu Bo wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. This time, Xingyue understood what Xian'er was laughing at, "Smile and smile, you know how to laugh, and don't give me the water yet." Xian'er smiled at Xingyue's dirty hand, shook her head, and Lianbu moved lightly to Xingyue's side, and handed the water to Xingyue's mouth with a smile, "Young master, Xian'er feed you!"

"The premise is that I will accompany Fu Bo to meet the guests!, right?" Xian'er smiled and kissed Xingyue's dirty face, "The young master is so smart, you can guess correctly." Xingyue wanted to pat Xian'er's head very much, but because her hands were dirty, she held back, "You guys are really, and they don't feel dirty." After hearing this, Xian'er just winked her big beautiful eyes playfully.

After drinking the water handed by Xian'er, Xingyue also got up, "Let's go, let's go and meet that young master in checkered clothes together." So saying, he walked towards the door. "Second Young Master, don't you change your outfit?" Xingyue glanced at Fu Bo, "What is there to change, it's me who changes clothes, and it's me who doesn't change clothes, he came to visit me, not to visit my clothes." After hearing this, Xian'er smiled, "Young master, what you said is really incisive. "Drink. Xingyue snorted lightly, "I said, you're a fart." Hearing the young master say that he was a fart spirit, Xian'er immediately stopped doing it, and directly pounced on Xingyue with her teeth and claws.

"Don't blame me if you stain your white gauze dress. Xingyue looked at Xian'er in a white dress and reminded. "Hmph, don't you care?" said Xian'er, and pounced. The old butler Fu Bo saw that the relationship between the second young master and his own maid was so close, and he did not look like a master and servant at all. I was both happy and worried. What are you worried about? I'm worried that after the second young master marries a real lady in the future, Xian'er may be sad.

The two who were fighting along the way stopped fighting when they were about to reach the hall. Looking at Xian'er's white gauze skirt, there were a few light and dark marks printed on it, and there were traces of urgency on the tip of the little nose and the little face. Looking at Xian'er, who didn't care about the traces on her body and smiled, Xingyue pointed to the hall in front of her, "Okay, Xian'er, stop playing." Xian'er smiled and nodded, "Got it, my dear young master." As he spoke, he stretched out his little black finger and gently touched the tip of Xingyue's nose, and then laughed again.