Xutian Cave is very big, Feng Yuheng plotted, she pushed Xuan Tianming inside for at least two hours, but she had not yet turned one-third of the Xutian Cave.

There were countless corridors on the mountain, and each Ningtong led to a new cave. She couldn't walk, so she simply stopped at a step and sat down.

Xuan Tianming laughed at her: "I don't know who vowed to go around the Xutian Cave in a frank way. I can't stand it after only a little longer."

She simply admitted her timid, "Who thought this place was so big!" She said while wiping sweat. "In the winter, it was in the shade of mountains, and there was still sweating. If this place could be preserved for future generations, it would be possible to apply for a World Heritage Site."

"What?" He didn't understand. He couldn't understand what this girl said.

Feng Yuheng casually explained: "That is to say that this place is spectacular and attracts attention from the world." Without intending to get entangled on this topic, Feng Yuheng reached out to pull the corner of Xuan Tianming's robe, "There is something, about steelmaking, please help me get an idea."

"You said." He also said seriously.

"It's still about technology confidentiality. Although the assembly line can be divided, I personally watch every link. But I am not a professional craftsman after all, and I don't understand many things, so there must be a craftsman around me to follow the whole process. In other words, this set of steelmaking technology must be passed on to a craftsman in the end, so that steelmaking can be ensured to be smoothly carried out. But where can I find such a person?"

Xuan Tianming was also thinking about her words, "This person not only has good skills, but also has to be absolutely loyal to Dashun... Do you think I can do it?"

"You?" Feng Yuheng was shocked, "You can make a fuck?"

Xuan Tianming nodded, "I was obsessed with it for a while when I was young, and the blacksmith in the palace was pestered by me and taught me for a whole year. A year later, I made my own iron and beat my own weapon. After the first sword was made, the blacksmith actually went to resign from my father, because a prince was better than his iron, and he really had no shame to make a living in the palace again."

Feng Yuheng stroked his forehead, "They are right. If you are a master, you can do anything, but what do you need a slave to do? Can't you leave a way out for others?" But... "It would be great if you can make irons! Xuan Tianming, with you here, I don't have to worry about anything!"

Xuan Tianming nodded, and waited proudly for the girl to praise him again. He thought in his mind that the line he would throw out was: Don’t worry, Hengheng, if you have a promising man, you are not afraid of anything.

But his wife lost her next text. Not only did she lose her next text, but she didn't even look at her. She was lowering her head, holding a strange pen she used to use, and a strange style of book writing and drawing.

Xuan Tianming twitched the corner of his mouth: "Where did you take these things out?"

She said for granted: "In the sleeve."

The corners of his mouth twitched even harder. Feng Yuheng's sleeves! Humph! Sooner or later, the day when she married him, she must check her sleeves carefully.

Feng Yuheng was still writing hard, and in a short while he wrote a lot of articles. Then he took out his sleeves, took out a few other pieces of paper, and then said, "Come and leave!"

A black shadow flashed, and the class stood in front of the two of them.

She pulled down the page full of the notebook and handed him a few more pieces of paper: "You can buy these things yourself, remember, you must buy all the things well." After saying that, she did not forget to instruct: "It is either expensive or good, you must see the quality clearly."

After leaving the class, he looked at the things written on a few pieces of paper. They were all craftsmen and were quite professional. He thought about it and said to her: "It is best to bring a blacksmith with him."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Okay, go to the furnace to pick one. In short, buy the things as soon as possible, and you must have all the items."

"Master, don't worry." Thinking about it again, I said again: "I will transfer two more secret guards to your side."

"No, no, no," Feng Yuheng waved his hand repeatedly, "I don't go anywhere all these days, I'm just in the camp, always with your highness. With tens of thousands of soldiers here, what are you afraid of?"

When the class left, he thought that the same was true, so he stopped saying anything and left.

Feng Yuheng told Xuan Tianming: "When the class leaves, I think we will try it first, start from scratch, come step by step to see how difficult it is to make steel through your technique."

Xuan Tianming was also a little expectant, and was ready to ask her what to do in steelmaking. He had to make some preparations in advance. But before he could speak, a soldier hurriedly ran over and didn't have time to salute. He said anxiously: "General, county lord, go and have a look. Mrs. Yao's illness has been dealt with again!"

The two hurried back. When they arrived at the camp where Yao was, they heard Yao's shrill shouting from inside: "I can't stand it anymore! Dessert! Give me some snacks!"

She stopped and her heart tugged hard.

Xuan Tianming patted the back of her hand, "Go in and take a look, don't think too much."

She also knew that it was not the time to think too much, so she pushed the wheelchair into the tent.

At this time, Wangchuan Huangquan was working together to hug Yao. The martial arts practitioners were very strong, but even though they were strong, they were still sweating profusely by the crazy Yao. The other girls were not close at all, so Qinglan could only wipe her tears anxiously from the side, without any way.

When everyone saw Feng Yuheng coming, they let out a long sigh. Wangchuan said, "Miss, come and see the wife, I really have no choice."

She sighed softly, but she couldn't say this.

Huang Quan asked: "Mrs. I've woken up for a long time and I've eaten something, so why don't I let my wife fall asleep?" She knew that Feng Yuheng would always give Yao an injection. After that, Yao would fall asleep deeply and sleep for at least a few hours.

Feng Yuheng didn't say anything, walked up, took out the needle box from his sleeve, and injected the injection into it as usual, and then stuffed the box back into the cuff.

No one was thinking about how she stuffed such a big box into her sleeve. People were waiting for Yao to fall asleep as she used to be. But this time it wasn't a big deal. After almost half a stick of incense was given, Yao was still very energetic and was still screaming, but it was obviously much slower than before.

Wangchuan was puzzled and thought Yao's condition had worsened. He asked worriedly: "Can't let the wife sleep now?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head, "It's not that the injection doesn't work, but that what I gave my mother was not the kind of injection that made her sleepy."

"Ah?" Huang Quan Xiaoqi was shocked, "But if you don't sleep, can you do this by your wife?" She said as she went forward to wipe the sweat of Yao. She almost bit her hand several times.

Feng Yuheng sighed and shook his head, "It's okay if you can't. Always sleeping is not a solution, and a person's body cannot resist it." She gritted her teeth and ordered the two of them: "Put the person into the quilt, and then tie it to the bed with a rope!"

The two girls didn't react and looked at Feng Yuheng blankly. She had no choice but to say it again, but Huang Quan protested: "How can that be done?"

"It must be like this." This time, Feng Yuheng's attitude was very firm. "I tell you that if you want to quit the Soul Dispersion, this is the most direct way. Take action quickly. The needle just now can only relieve it for a short time. After the medicine is over, you can't tie it up."

"Listen to the lady." Wangchuan took the initiative to speak, "Huangquan, go get the quilt."

Huang Quan brought the quilt, forcibly wrapped Yao's quilt, and then used a rope to fix the person on the bed. A trace of fear flashed in Yao's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by turbidity. The person was still struggling desperately, but he could not break the tightly tied ropes no matter what.

Feng Yuheng walked to the bedside and sat there, talking to her constantly, from life in the northwest to their return to Feng Mansion. Speaking of the Feng family's weak relationship, Feng Jinyuan was really not a human being, the emperor had long agreed that the Yao family's descendants could take the exam, and Feng Zirui was the first in every study in Xiaozhou. Finally, she said: "Aheng thought about it, when his mother recovered from illness, I will send you to Xiaozhou and let Zirui be with you and be happy."

When Zi Rui was mentioned, a clear divine flashed in Yao's eyes. Feng Yuheng seized this opportunity and said anxiously: "Mom, there is no better way to resolve this separation of souls. You must stand up and survive this level. Mom, for Zi Rui, you must get better!"

Yao's reaction became stronger and stronger, and she tried hard to squeeze out a sentence from her already hoarse throat: "Really, can you go to Xiaozhou to accompany Zi Rui?"

She nodded, "Really, as long as my mother can survive ten times of illness, Ah Heng promises that you can recover. She will immediately order someone to buy a house in Xiaozhou and send it to you."

This belief was injected into Yao's heart like a cardiotropic agent. She was not clear about her mind, but she highlighted the sentence "can accompany Zi Rui". She was full of this idea, and she was full of thought to go to Xiaozhou to accompany Zi Rui. Her body, which was struggling, also stopped twisting - "Okay, for Zi Rui and for my own child, I must hold on."

Feng Yuheng could tell that she was holding on to prevent herself from bursting out, her whole body was trembling, her teeth were clenched, and her forehead was covered with veins.

She kept encouraging Yao: "Yes, that's it. My mother did a good job. All the sufferings will end sooner or later. When you get better, we will go to Xiaozhou!"

About half an hour later, this round of drug addiction was finally suppressed. Yao couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep in a daze.

Feng Yuheng breathed a sigh of relief and told the girls to take good care of them, and then not staying for more. He pushed Xuan Tianming out of the camp until he breathed the air in the mountains that he felt a little smoother.

Xuan Tianming saw the door and said, "You are not happy."

"Yeah." She didn't hide it, nodded and admitted it.

"Because the wife was thinking of Zi Rui's child?" He was a little puzzled, "Your brother, where is the jealousy in this?"
Chapter completed!