Heartstrings Resonance: The Beloved Princess of the Female Power

"Since Li Neng says it's possible, then it must be possible. His family is a renowned shipbuilding family in Zhao State." Emperor Qing Zhao smiled and nodded, agreeing with Li Neng's point of view. He was well aware of the Li family's superb shipbuilding skills and their in-depth understanding and experience in shipbuilding.

He then asked Mu Yunxi, "Have you named this warship?"

"This is your Majesty's business." Mu Yunxi answered concisely.

Emperor Qing Zhao smiled and said, "You can name this warship!"

Mu Yunxi raised the corner of her mouth slightly and asked, "Are you sure? Don't you regret it?"

Emperor Qing Zhao also jokingly said, "Don't you want to leave your name in history?"

Mu Yunxi also responded cheerfully: "No! I just want to live in this life."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing Zhao was silent for a moment. He looked deeply at Mu Yunxi. In fact, he also understood Mu Yunxi. He knew that she was indeed a person who was indifferent to fame and fortune. She really didn't care about leaving a good reputation for generations or being remembered in history. As long as she was not provoked, she would not even give anyone an extra look. Emperor Qing Zhao wanted her to choose a name because he wanted the people of Zhao to remember her kindness and leave another way for her and Yongle. So, he ordered: "I order you to choose one."

Mu Yunxi stared at him and asked, "Seriously?"

Emperor Qing Zhao snorted and responded unhappily, "What do you think?"

Mu Yunxi had already guessed Emperor Qing Zhao's true intention in naming the warship. So, she stopped refusing and slowly shifted her gaze to the warship beneath her feet. After a moment's contemplation, she softly said, "The Zhaori warship, the sea-fighting dragon boat, why not call it the Zhaoyang warship? Name it after our Zhao Kingdom."

Emperor Qing Zhao nodded repeatedly in agreement, repeating the name Mu Yunxi had come up with: "Zhaoyang Ship, Zhaoyang Ship... Good, good!" Then, his emotions became more and more excited, and his voice rose an octave: "Zhao Ri Ship, Dou Hai Dragon Boat! This can be used as a slogan."

After saying this, Emperor Qing Zhao turned to Li Neng beside him and ordered: "Apply tung oil as soon as possible."

Li Neng quickly bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After disembarking from the Zhaoyang, Emperor Qing Zhao stood there, gazing at the majestic warship before him, feeling a sense of dissatisfaction. After a while, he finally realized what was missing—protective measures! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself, "The exterior of this ship needs stronger protection!"

"Of course, after applying the tung oil, we'll also fix a thin layer of iron plate. Just in case, I'm also planning to wax the bottom of the cabin and then lay straw on top," Mu Yunxi replied seriously. She knew this was related to the safety and stability of the warship, so she couldn't be careless.

Emperor Qing Zhao again showed a satisfied expression upon hearing this, nodding his head in approval of Mu Yunxi's arrangement. However, as he prepared to leave the warehouse, he still felt a little uneasy. So, as they walked, he asked Mu Yunxi, "Will so much iron be too heavy?" After all, the weight of a warship significantly affects its speed and maneuverability; excessive weight could cause difficulties in navigation.

Mu Yunxi naturally understood this, but she had also considered it. She answered truthfully, "Your Majesty, rest assured. I have optimized the anti-roll device to make it more seaworthy. Through devices like the bilge keel and anti-roll tanks, we can effectively reduce the warship's rolling in the waves, thereby reducing the degree of rolling. At the same time, we have also optimized the hull shape and weight distribution, making the warship more stable and able to maintain balance in adverse sea conditions. This way, even with the addition of some iron structures, the warship can still easily withstand the wind and waves at sea."

Hearing this, Emperor Qing Zhao finally felt relieved and said with a smile: "Okay! I'm looking forward to your good results." He believed in Mu Yunxi's ability and believed that she would be able to build a sturdy warship that could adapt to the ocean environment.

After saying this, Emperor Qing Zhao mounted his horse and prepared to return to the palace. But before leaving, he suddenly remembered what Yongle was doing, so he asked Mu Yunxi, "What Yin'er is doing... is it your idea?" He wanted to confirm whether this matter was related to Mu Yunxi.

Mu Yunxi nodded, and Emperor Qing Zhao continued, "I am very curious about what you have built. I wonder what its purpose is? If you build it there, aren't you afraid it will disturb the peace and quiet?"

"Your Majesty will understand once you know its function. As for whether it disturbs the peace, just fence it off." Mu Yunxi answered indifferently.

"Forget it, go ahead! You always have your own ideas anyway. Oh, by the way, your house has been built according to your design drawings, and your parents want to wait for you to go back before moving in together. You can go back on your own after you finish dealing with things here!" After Emperor Qing Zhao finished speaking, he took advantage of the moonlight and rode away with his men without looking back.

The brothers Li Huayao and Li Huacheng, standing nearby, looked helpless. Li Huayao muttered, "Could it be that we were too tanned by the sun and it was dark, so Father didn't see us?"

Li Huacheng smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe."

Mu Yunxi looked at them with a hint of sympathy, but said jokingly, "Oh! So you are here!" After that, she left without looking back.

Behind them, Wang Xiangxiang and Li Neng looked at the brothers, a hint of sympathy in their eyes. But seeing the two young men's expressions, they wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud. They could only desperately suppress their laughter to avoid offending the two people in front of them. After bowing to the two, they also left one after another, but the shaking of their shoulders as they turned around made people feel suspicious.

After everyone had left, Li Huacheng asked, "Second brother, was Lord Mu teasing us just now?"

Hearing this, Li Huayao snorted coldly, "She's not blind, so what else could it be if not intentional?" He then clenched his fists tightly and said through gritted teeth, "I only regret that she's a woman, otherwise I would have taught her a lesson!"

Hearing this, Li Huacheng couldn't help but ruthlessly expose her: "Second brother, Lady Mu is a woman, so you may not be able to beat her!"

Li Huayao was immediately enraged and glared at Li Huacheng, saying angrily, "Who are you from? Don't forget that we are brothers!"

Li Huacheng, however, showed no fear and added calmly, "Second brother, have you forgotten? Last time you ran away, you were caught by Lord Mu before you even left the dock gate."

When Li Huayao heard this, his face immediately turned red. He glared at Li Huacheng and said, "Li Huacheng, who are you siding with?"

Li Huacheng flashed an ingratiating smile and quickly explained, "My younger brother naturally sides with you, second brother. But Father sides with my elder sister, and my elder sister sides with her, so Father will definitely side with her as well. Besides, she's truly capable, and Father values talent." He paused, then concluded helplessly, "So, we really can't beat her."

Li Huayao looked at the direction where Mu Yunxi left, a trace of admiration and emotion in his eyes. He couldn't help but sigh, "You say we're both human, but what's wrong with her brain? How can she come up with so many bizarre things?"

Li Huacheng also followed his gaze, shook his head and muttered to himself, "I don't know... maybe an expert has given me some advice!"

Mu Yunxi walked briskly back to her room, picked up the paper and pen on the table, and smiled slightly. She was going to write a letter to Yongle again. In the past two months, they had kept in touch through letters, but this time she didn't write directly. Instead, she picked up a pen and began to draw seriously.

Because the place she had Yongle build was paid for by Yongle and her mother, she felt bad about it, so she offered them a few ideas. His mother and Yongle had teamed up to open a ready-to-wear clothing store called Nishang. They specialized in high-end, custom-made items with limited styles and quantities! So, she was currently drawing pictures for the garments. She had a good memory, and she still remembered the styles of clothes she had seen in ancient costume dramas and fantasy dramas. She could adapt them to the aesthetics of the Zhao people and make slight changes. It didn't take long before she had ten drawings ready. She gave them, along with a letter, to Ruochan, who delivered them.

He also said, "Don't do it again like last time, when you came back without receiving Ayin's reply." Ruo Chan hesitated, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes, but she finally decided not to say anything. She turned to leave, but her steps seemed a little heavy.

Mu Yunxi keenly noticed Ruochan's abnormality and quickly called her: "Is it because Ayin didn't write to me? Or is there some other reason?"

Ruo Chan nodded weakly, then hurriedly explained, "Your Highness is too busy. She has to personally monitor the affairs of the garden, fearing that any mistakes will ruin your plans. Madam Xiao is also busy with the garment shop and can't help Your Highness at all. Your Highness, you don't know, the garment shop's orders are booked until the end of the year, and they are extremely busy every day. Because this is related to you, Your Highness, they don't trust others to do it, so they have to do everything themselves."

Mu Yunxi frowned upon hearing this, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes. After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Go back and tell them to let go of what they need to let go, and not to exhaust themselves. Taking care of your health is the most important thing, nothing else matters. If they continue like this, I'll actually get worried."

Ruo Chan nodded repeatedly, secretly thanking herself for having such a considerate master. She replied, "Yes, sir, I will definitely convey your words to His Highness and Madam Xiao. They will surely be deeply touched when they hear it." With that, Ruo Chan turned and left, her steps brisker.

Time flies, Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the Zhaoyang ship is about to have its first launching ceremony. On this important day,

Emperor Qing Zhao personally led all the civil and military officials to the scene, and the atmosphere was enthusiastic. Stretching twenty miles from the southwest pier, soldiers formed a dense circle, forming a solid line of defense, ensuring that not even a fly could fly in.