Lin Wan'er took the order and handed it to Su Moliang with her candles in hand and feet.

Su Moliang took the candle in the puzzled eyes and looked at Duan Cong and Mu Qingluan. His dark eyes flashed with a confident smile, and then picked up the burning candle, burned it tightly wrapped around the iron rod.

note of paper.

At this time, everyone was surprised to find that the paper strip on the iron rod was not moving at all under the burning of the flames, without any sign of burning.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked and gasped in disbelief. They widened their eyes, opened their mouths, stared at the notes on the iron rod, fearing that they would miss any details, and their eyes seemed to be born.

Rust, it can no longer rotate.

After a brief silence, a fierce amaze erupted in the hall.

It was the first time they saw a strange thing that burned paper notes with fire, and the paper not burned. It was so amazing.

When Duan Cong saw this, his expression of disdain suddenly solidified, and his deep and sharp eyes instantly surged in shock. His dark old face twitched slightly stiffly, and his eyes almost fell out when he stared at the note.

"No! Impossible!" He shook his head unacceptably, muttering something in his mouth.

The notes without water burnt at a glance, how could this happen?

If he hadn't seen Su Moliang use the notes he prepared with his own eyes, he would have suspected that she had done it privately.

As a result, he could not find any reason to question the authenticity of this matter.

Thinking of this, Duan Cong was hit inside and shook his head excitedly.

At this time, Mu Qingluan was not much better, and her beautiful face instantly turned white like the note.

Her charming eyes were wide open, and there was extreme shock inside. The expression on her bright and gorgeous face was even worse than eating shit, which immediately formed a strong contrast, destroying her originally elegant and noble temperament.

It’s not her fault for being shocked, you should know that this question is a difficult question that even all the wise men in Fengqi Kingdom cannot answer.

They also thought of many ways and tried many times, but failed.

But when this problem made them anxious, it was easily answered in Su Moliang's hands, so how can it not be shocked.

Mu Qingluan suspected that Su Moliang had used some unknown magic method, and was shocked and repelled in her heart. She asked loudly, "Imperial Concubine, what did you do?"

While burning the intact notes, Su Moliang looked up at her, and his cold voice slowly raised, "Empress, this question was from you Fengqiguo, and the note is also from you.

The wise man prepared in advance, and I also took the note in front of everyone, and wrapped it around the iron rod under your gaze. From beginning to end, my every move was watched by so many pairs of eyes, you said

What can I do?"

"You!" Mu Qingluan was choked by Su Moliang again and was speechless.

She knew that this woman was eloquent, but she never expected that she was suppressed by her momentum twice.

This is something that has never been done before.

Mu Qingluan took a deep breath in anger, frowned, and retorted excitedly, "I don't believe it. How can I stop burning with an iron rod?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone here, even the people in the Yunlou Dark Realm, started to talk about it with confusion.

They really couldn't figure out how Su Moliang did it with an iron rod, which was really incredible.

Hearing this, seeing the mess below, with a confused look on his face, Su Moliang smiled and slowly spoke, explaining, "In fact, it is simple to keep the note intact under the flames, just

Just wrap this strip on the iron rod. Because the heat absorbed by the strip will be transferred to the iron rod, and then the heat will spread to both ends of the iron rod until the temperature of the iron rod reaches the ignition point of the strip.

It will burn. So the paper strips will not burn until the iron rod is heated."

This iron is long and thick, and it may take a long time to reach the ignition point. So until now, the note has shown no sign of burning and is still wrapped intact on the iron rod.

When everyone heard this, their mouths opened slightly and their eyes were dull. It was obvious that they didn't understand what was going on.

Jun Haocang understood the general meaning, stared at Su Moliang with shiny eyes, and nodded in appreciation, "You mean, the temperature of the flame was absorbed by the iron rod, and it did not reach the level that could make the paper burn.

Bar?"

Su Moliang smiled slightly and replied with an admiring look. Jun Haocang always had such a tacit understanding with her, and he could see through it at all.

When everyone heard Jun Haocang's words, they nodded suddenly and realized it, and sighed with excitement on their faces.

"It's incredible that there is such a method!"

"Yes, it's the first time I've seen it. It's amazing."

"The imperial concubine really has two tricks, and she can even think of this method." After hearing this explanation, some people put aside their prejudices and praised Su Moliang.

After all, this time, it was entirely up to Su Moliang to protect the face of Yunlou's dark domain.

Some people were jealous of Su Moliang's popularity and hummed in disdain, "Tsk, what's so great? The blind cat meets a dead mouse."

Of course, the one who was most jealous was Mu Qingluan. When she saw Jun Haocang staring at Su Moliang with admiration and doting, her ears were filled with voices praising her, she was so angry that she bit her teeth and clenched her fists.

The hand was shaking faintly.

I originally wanted her to make a fool of herself, but I didn't expect to help her and make her show-off. Thinking of this, Mu Qingluan's lungs were almost irritated.

However, in order to maintain an elegant temperament in front of Jun Haocang, Mu Qingluan's heart was clearly burning with a raging fire, but her face was smiling more and more kindly, but the curve of the corners of her mouth was a little stiff and forced, "Haha, the imperial concubine is indeed

It’s really admirable as the rumored intelligent person.”

Hearing her unwilling compliments, Su Moliang felt disgusted, raised his eyes slightly and met her gaze with the knife hidden in her smile, curled the corner of his lips and asked, "The Queen just said that this question is so simple, I believe Feng Qiguo also has his own answer,

I wonder what the Queen’s answer is?”

Hearing this, everyone stopped talking, and their curious eyes immediately focused on Mu Qingluan, looking forward to her answer.

The Queen questioned Su Moliang's behavior just now, and obviously didn't know how to use the iron rod, so she must have other answers.

Mu Qingluan didn't expect that the pit she dug was turned against by Su Moliang in the end. This woman was really not easy.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingluan took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress the turbulent anger in her heart. Facing Su Moliang's sharp and cold gaze, the fake smile he tried to maintain was gone and his face became gloomy involuntarily.
Chapter completed!