The female supporting role in the movie is compassionate and kind

After Zhao Jingchen sat in the study and sulked, he began to regulate his emotions.

It's not her fault. It was her fault that she died young. 30 years old can be said to be the beginning of her wonderful life.

There's nothing wrong with finding a few companions. At least there's no foolishness in causing a death and dividing the family property with your own son.

It seems that I must take good care of my health in the future. I will ask the Imperial Hospital to come and prepare appropriate medicinal food tomorrow.

At least I have to watch her until she's tired of that kind of thing before I leave. Why don't you stay up all night? Go find Madam Yun and sleep to improve your health.

Zhao Jingchen kept glancing at Yue Jiaojiao with a resentful look in his eyes, but Yue Jiaojiao pretended not to see it.

Don't even think about blaming her for the happiness she hasn't enjoyed.

Yue Jiaojiao's belly gradually grew bigger, but there was no good news from the newly established Shenji Camp.

Wen Xining was able to draw the internal structure of those guns and cannons, but the iron had too many impurities and was not hard enough.

The ammunition made of gunpowder could not be fired at all, and there were several incidents of barrel explosion.

Iron and steel making were her blind spots in knowledge, and the basic conditions were not met, so the thermal weapons project had to be temporarily shelved.

As a result, the young envoy Wen in the palace fell seriously ill and died, and a female worker who was guiding workers to dry salt appeared on the seashore thousands of miles away.

The journey was bumpy, I had poor food and sleep, and everything was even more shabby when I arrived at my destination.

People follow her wherever she goes. She only has the right to teach and demonstrate, but not the right to manage.

She had no experience in this, so she stayed out in the scorching sun every day, constantly trying and failing.

After spending a full six months at the seaside, the salt pits here gradually took shape and management was put on track.

Wen Xining had cut off her long hair that was in the way and no longer wore complicated clothes. She wore a coarse cloth shorts like the ordinary villagers on the coast.

He could eat five or six whole-grain cakes in one breath, and he became very dark and thin.

Just when she thought she was free, the carriage took her to another place - a cement research base.

The materials needed for cement have been transported there at the fastest speed over the past six months, and work can begin as soon as Wen Xining arrives.

He started the experiment again with a group of strong men, but the stones were not broken enough and it was a waste of manpower.

After finally meeting the requirements, the mixture lacked the adhesion of cement and broke into pieces when kicked, as if it were made of mud.

He also led the craftsmen to develop machines for hammering stones, accurately control the temperature of the fire, and control the price.

There is no time to rest and the pay is bad, but if he doesn't work, he will die. Wen Xining wishes he had 8 clones.

By the time he was able to successfully produce cement on an assembly line, Wen Xining looked like he had aged 20 years.

Most of his hair fell out, his face was covered with wrinkles, and his lungs also had problems due to years of inhaling dust.

I had just completed the task and hadn't even had a day's rest when the carriage from the capital came again to pick me up.

This time they were going overseas to look for high-yield grain varieties. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invented the steam engine, and navigation was also greatly improved.

This team was trained in advance, and it would be the same with or without her. I don't know why the higher-ups ordered people to include her as well.

Wen Xining closed her eyes and almost fainted. This Zhao Jingchen was even more cruel than Zhou Baopi. She closed her eyes and wished she would wake up forever.

Words like hurricane, waves, lost, capsized, etc. flashed through her mind. Wen Xining was dragged onto the bed.

When she woke up, she was already drifting on the sea. To the Crown Prince, who was most likely a fellow villager, she could only wish him good luck.

She also told Emperor Wu of Zhou about the steam engine. He had penetrated someone else's precious son. Tsk tsk tsk, his fate would surely be even worse than hers.

She drifted for four years and also acted as an interpreter. Seasickness was just a small problem she needed to overcome at the beginning.

Sometimes when the team and others were fighting each other, they had no time to care about her at all. It was not easy for her to come back alive.

When she returned to the capital, she almost cried for joy and didn't care even though her bones were almost broken.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage and taking a look at the prosperous capital, the young girls on the street are really eye-catching.

She subconsciously stretched out her old, calloused hand to touch her face and immediately lowered the curtain.

She settled down in a small house, where people were still watching her, but she had gotten used to it over the years.

Wen Xining spent the rest of her life alone in this yard.

She really regretted agreeing to come to this cannibalistic world. She didn't know how long her broken body could last.

I don’t know if I can go home after I die, back to that peaceful and stable era.

Cough, cough, cough, he covered the corner of his lips with a handkerchief, and there were sporadic drops of blood sticking to the handkerchief.

It was extremely lively outside, but her yard seemed to be isolated from the hustle and bustle.

She hasn't spoken for a long time since returning to the capital, and the room is always quiet.

The person who comes to deliver daily necessities will show up on time, but he won't even say a word.

She had already begun to miss the days of drying salt and hammering stones. Although life was hard, at least there was someone around her.

She hadn't been out for a long time, and she wanted to go out and take a look today.

She changed into brown clothes and just as she stepped out of the door, a red Cuju rolled to her feet.

Wen Xining bent down to pick up the thing, and walked up to her as a little girl wearing a bright red dress and with two small pigtails in her hair jumped.

Wen Xining thought of the former Princess Anle, who must have grown into a big girl now.

The little girl stretched out her white and tender hand and said, "Thank you, grandma. Can you give me back my ball?"

"grandmother"

Wen Xining smiled bitterly. This body of hers was not even thirty years old this year. And with her current appearance, Wen's parents probably wouldn't recognize her.

After handing the ball to the little girl, Wen Xining went out to the street and looked around curiously. At this moment, she felt free.

The two people who had been secretly monitoring her appeared, and Wen Xining asked with a smile, "What day is it today? Why are there so many people out for fun?"

After a while, someone finally answered, "Today is the Crown Prince's tenth birthday, and the people of the city are spontaneously praying for His Majesty."

"The Crown Prince... The Crown Prince is Madam Yun's son, right?"

"Young lady, it's time to call her Queen."

"Queen, Queen."

Her tone was very calm, no longer as hysterical as before. After leaving the capital, she no longer regarded Yue Jiaojiao as an enemy.

She was bent on fighting with others in the palace, but others never took her seriously. How ridiculous.

She went on this journey with the determination to win, but ended up letting the person she once hated the most reach a position she had never reached before.

Now they are a real couple, and a thousand years later they have become a new legend.

And in their story, Wen Xining would not exist. She would just be a cannon fodder who died early before she could even serve the emperor in bed.

She had never heard of the news about the deposed crown prince. This crown prince was obviously a time traveler and not the original Emperor Ming of Zhou.

But Emperor Wu of Zhou accepted it! He accepted it! It must be because the prince was Yun Yue's son.

"I'm tired, go back."

Her voice was so light that it dissipated in the wind.