Get the resurrection scroll, and eat melons and meat after entering the book

Wu Qing finally rushed back to the palace and sat on the bed. She didn't want to move at all and just wanted to fall down and sleep.

But it didn't work. I had to change my clothes, wash up, sigh, and get up reluctantly.

He Cui asked, "Sister is so energetic outside, is your son tired now?"

Wu Qing replied sullenly, "Yes, I felt so good outside, but as soon as I came back and saw the bed, I couldn't move a step. Do you think I'm getting old?"

He Cui couldn't stop laughing. "Sister, you're only half a year older than me, are you old already? It's just that I've been feeling unwell these past few days and feel extra tired. Sister, you should take a rest early!"

Wu Qing nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I feel like closing my eyes and falling asleep right now sitting here."

But after running around all day, I felt bad if I went to bed without taking a shower. Oh, I'll just take a shower!

Just as I took the handkerchief and wiped my face, I heard footsteps coming closer and closer. Someone knocked on the door and then came in.

Helian Han felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Wu Qing's face full of fatigue. How could she be so tired outside? It was not right for her to wander outside the palace just to let her avoid the Taifu.

But what should he do? Should he stop the Imperial Tutor from entering the palace?

It's okay for one or two days, but it won't work for a long time. After all, it was his royal brother who gave him the authority to walk around the palace, and he has no reason to take it back.

Then let Wu Qing go out and hide for a few more days? That's fine.

Wu Qing was too tired to move and blurted out, "Helian Han, do you have a badge? The kind that lets you go out of the palace on business and don't have to come back every day? It's so tiring, and I spend all my time on the road. I'm so exhausted!"

Helian Han was also thinking about this, "Okay. Then you can rest in the palace for a day tomorrow, go to the manor the day after tomorrow, and come back in five days." Yong Si told him that whenever Wu Qing left the palace, she would most likely go to the manor.

"Okay!" Wu Qing became more energetic after hearing this. She didn't want to come back every day.

Helian Han also washed up. Wu Qing rested her head on the pillow and fell asleep in just three or five breaths.

By the time Helian Han fell on the bed, Wu Qing was already breathing heavily.

The man stretched out his fingers, brushed away the hair on the side of her face, held her in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

When Wu Qing woke up again, she didn't even open her eyes. She guessed that it was already noon. The bed curtains were still drawn, so she couldn't see what was happening outside, but she didn't care. She stretched her body and her hand touched the place next to her, which was already cold. She got up without knowing why.

This king of the rolls, who obviously comes from a reliable background, yet insists on relying on his own strength.

Wu Qing had nothing to do that day, so she folded some small items with colored paper in the palace as a gift to Helian Han to make up for the past few days.

I didn't feel like doing anything, but after having snack at noon I felt sleepy again and slept for more than an hour before getting up.

I feel like my bones are so soft from sleeping. If people get lazy, they can be really lazy to the extreme.

Well, when her soybean paste estate is running smoothly and she doesn't have to take care of it anymore, she will sleep until she gets a natural sleep every day, and enjoy a comfortable life.

Wu Qing didn't know that her peaceful day was due to Helian Han's chance encounter with the Grand Tutor early in the morning, and then he remembered some things and asked the Grand Tutor for advice for most of the day.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Helian Han stood up and asked, "It's getting late, is the master having dinner in the palace?"

Wei Shian was also tired. He was an old man with a body full of bones. Even though he looked young with white hair, his body could not compare with that of a young man.

Although it was his own study, he was also bound by the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects. After sitting for most of the day, he wished he could go back and take off his outer robe to relax. He hurriedly said, "I will not bother you in the palace anymore."

Helian Han pinched his brows and said, "Come here, send a sedan chair to take the Master out." He was also tired that day - mentally exhausted.

He had already taken charge of state affairs and did not need assistance from others, and he preferred to make decisions on his own.

But today, in order to 'consult' the former Grand Tutor, I had to find something. It couldn't be something extremely important, nor could it be something that I already had a plan for in my mind. It also couldn't be something that was too insignificant or too simple for the Grand Tutor to see through at a glance.

I'm going to raise some questions to stump the Grand Tutor and make things go a little slower...

It's very tiring, even more tiring than reviewing memorials for a whole day.

It was not until I returned to Xifeng Pavilion and saw Wu Qing looking energetic and bright, no longer tired like in the previous two days, that I felt that this day was worth it.

"She looks much more energetic." Looking at Wu Qing like this, Helian Han was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"When did you become so talkative? I didn't even notice." Wu Qing was in a good mood. She took a piece of fruit, took a bite, and only spoke after it was gone. "Before, it seemed like I was the only one chattering, and you listened. Your replies were mostly two or three words, and occasionally five or more."

Helian Han frowned and thought carefully, "No, I have always said a lot to you."

"When they talk a lot, they are talking about water conservancy. It's rare for them to have such casual chats about family matters." Wu Qing had her own thoughts and she was not talking nonsense.

Helian Han touched the scar on his eyebrow and said, "Really?" He wasn't really sure if he said that. He also knew that he didn't like gossip.

"Yeah!" Wu Qing nodded while eating the fruit. She felt that this man had really been trained by her. He could be a warm and caring boyfriend, and he could also be a good man.

Thinking about leaving the palace, she stretched out her hand in front of Helian Han, "The sign for leaving the palace."

"Let Su He give it to you tomorrow morning." Helian Han held Wu Qing's hand that was stretched out in front of him.

Wu Qing didn't withdraw her hand. Instead, she sat on the man's lap and pecked his scar. "I want to use the stable on the farm. Where do you keep your horse?"

Helian Han wanted to kiss her back, but Wu Qing blocked the man's lips with her index finger. The man stepped back a bit, but still spoke: "I'll send you off along with the manor."

Wu Qing thought it would be inappropriate to block the man's lips if they were to talk, so she gently stroked the scar on his eyebrow with her fingertips and smiled, "No, I don't have cavalry, what do I need so many horses for? They'd get in the way."

Wu Qing's hand blocked his view, so he simply closed his eyes and blew air into the hand that was stroking his eyebrows. "What do you want?"

Wu Qing let the man blow on her, then dodged his hand. She placed her hands on her boyfriend's shoulders, raised her eyebrows, and said matter-of-factly, "Take it away. Don't you have other farms?"

Helian Han smiled, "Okay."

Wu Qing continued seriously, "I don't want a horse breeder either. I want to trade you for some horses and grooms to pull the cart."

Helian Han still curled his lips and asked in a good mood: "What kind of carriage do you want?"

He had already thought about this and answered without hesitation: "To transport goods. I want to grow soybeans on the farm and make soybean paste. A carriage is much more useful to me than your war horses."

Helian Han nodded, indicating he understood, and then asked, "Is there anything else you need?"

Wu Qing shook her head and said confidently, "No need. I wanted to buy the carriage myself, but you promised to give me the stables. If I don't use those good horses in exchange for something, it will be a loss."

What kind of theory is this? Helian Han couldn't help but chuckle.

Wu Qing, however, showed no sign of laughter or interest. She looked extremely serious, "I won't ask you to pay for it either. Last time, you mentioned the Baihe River that you were trying to improve. Did you also want to clear the silt?"

Helian Han narrowed his eyes, "Do you have a solution?"

Wu Qing stared at Helian Han's eyes with burning eyes, "Build a dam."

Helian Han didn't quite understand, his eyes full of confusion, "What—Weir?"

Wu Qing thought for a moment and said, "It sounds simple, but you might not understand unless you see it with your own eyes."

"Then how did you know that?" Helian Han was conflicted. He wanted to hear Wu Qing admit that she was a soul from another world, but at the same time he was afraid that she would admit it. He didn't know what he should do if she admitted it.

"Why don't you ask me why I'm so good at swimming? I grew up by the water. I went into the water to play with fish before I could walk, so naturally I know how to swim." Wu Qing blinked, looking pure and innocent.

I naturally thought of an excuse before bringing this up. How can I fight an unprepared battle?

Helian Han breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that she had a reasonable explanation for everything.

Wu Qing instructed Helian Han with a smile, "Grind the ink!"

Helian Han went to the table without asking any questions, poured some cold tea into the inkstone, and began to grind ink carefully.

Wu Qing suddenly felt a secret joy in her heart. Has this man ever ground ink for others?

It's not impossible for a man to do the things that make a woman beautiful...

The ink from Xifeng Pavilion had not been used for a long time. After Helian Han slowly ground it, Wu Qing picked up her pen.

Fortunately, she was not asked to write calligraphy. She could just draw a picture with a few simple strokes, which she could still do.