The dejected Ye Wan was pulled away by Zi Ming.
Looking at the backs of the two of them, Lin Yi pursed his lips.
The advent of what love is?
She sighed deeply.
"I don't like her, really."
Qin Shuihan looked at her innocently.
He also didn't expect Ye Wan to say these words to him. Although Lin Yi mentioned Ye Wan's feelings to him before, he never took it to heart.
To him, Ye Wan is just Zi Ming's sister.
"I don't believe you..."
Lin Yi muttered softly, but never dared to look up at him.
There is nothing wrong with Ye Wan liking him. After all, people like to pursue beautiful things.
He's really perfect.
"and you--"
Qin Shuihan felt anxious when he saw Lin Yi lowering his head.
Lin Yi slowly raised his head. He looked a little funny, as if he was trying his best to maintain his facial paralysis, but also looked very aggrieved.
So cute.
Lin Yi crawled into his arms like a kitten.
"Emotions are so easy to control. I can't stop her from liking you."
Qin Shuihan hugged her silently, and it was his own heart that decided whether he liked her.
There have been so many women who have confessed to themselves.
So much so that he himself became numb.
Are they not beautiful?
In terms of appearance, Qin Shuihan can still make an objective evaluation.
It's not that they are not beautiful.
It's just that he doesn't like the kind of woman who always talks about "father".
What he likes is an independent individual, not a position based on family background.
Perhaps he had seen too many young masters who, thanks to their father's influence, did not do practical things in the officialdom.
Those women's mentality is essentially the same as theirs.
"Yiyi, you have to believe me, I won't like her."
Lin Yi rubbed her head in his arms. In fact, she was quite curious about why he didn't like Ye Wan.
"Why? Objectively speaking, Miss Ye is really perfect."
"My heart won't move when I see her."
"..."
Stopping the heart means death.
Regarding this metaphor, Lin Yi really wanted to complain about her occupational disease.
"You touch my heart, my heart will only move when I face you."
"..."
Forget it, Lin Yi accepted his heartbeat.
She closed her eyes and hugged his waist tightly.
So solid.
"King Han, do you want to go back to Jinghan Pavilion with me?"
Lin Yi felt that it was still early, so it was better to discuss the drawings with him while the iron was hot.
But when these words reached Qin Shuihan's ears, he felt it was an invitation.
"Go, go, let's go back together!"
Lin Yi was a little confused. Why was this voice so excited?
She let go and looked up at him.
Facing his ambiguous eyes, Lin Yi finally reacted.
Being so energetic every day is not good for your health.
He must control his desires in disguise tonight!
The two came to Jinghan Pavilion, and Lin Yi immediately told Cui Xi to light more candles.
She pulled Qin Shuihan to the table and took out a stack of rice paper.
"What I told Ye Ziming just now is true. This kind of thing is called a horseshoe, but I haven't done it before, so I can only draw a drawing based on my feeling."
Lin Yi had long discovered that horses in this era did not have horseshoes, and the carriage in Prince Han's Mansion seemed to have changed horses once.
"It's just that I need a field trip. Can King Han find a craftsman and a few horses for me to try?"
It turned out that she wanted to discuss this matter with him. Qin Shuihan calmed down and suppressed the desire in his heart.
Just now at the dinner table, he was also curious about what could protect a horse's hooves.
"No problem. What kind of craftsmen are needed?"
"A craftsman familiar with ironwork is enough."
Lin Yi took out a piece of paper and roughly drew the shape of a horseshoe, but she couldn't draw an accurate size without actually measuring the size of the horseshoe.
She pointed to the drawing and explained to Qin Shuihan how to use it.
"This shape of iron palm is made according to the shape of a horse's hoof. The round holes on it are for inserting nails. They also need to be burned when used."
Although Lin Yi's painting was rough, Qin Shuihan immediately grasped the key points.
But he didn't understand how such a long nail could not hurt the horse.
"Yiyi, the nail penetrates the horse's hoof through this small hole? Will it not hurt the horse?"
"No, nails are generally no longer than an inch. There is no pain in that part of the horse's hoof and it will not hurt it. On the contrary, the iron shoe can also protect it. But it is not a once and for all thing. The person who drives the horse needs to regularly determine the wear degree of the iron shoe. .”
Lin Yi is just an expert on installing horseshoes, but she still has some understanding of the physiology of horseshoes.
The cuticle is thick and has no nerves and blood vessels. Unfortunately, once it is worn excessively, the cuticle will become thinner and thinner, which will eventually harm the horse itself.
Qin Shuihan frowned when he heard her unquestionable tone. How could she know?
"Yiyi, you——"
For some reason, Qin Shuihan felt that if he asked her, she would make up something to excuse him.
How could a concubine who has always lived an unsatisfactory life know so much?
That distant feeling came back to me.
Lin Yi raised her ears and waited for him to continue, but she didn't hear him speak for a long time.
She couldn't help but look up at him curiously.
Seeing his expression, she was slightly startled.
"What's wrong?"
Qin Shuihan calmed down.
"What did you mean by the timing you just talked about with Ye Ziming?"
Deciding to do the next best thing, he asked another question.
As everyone knows, this problem is not simple for Lin Yi.
Lin Yi hummed, and said eloquently: "I once... tasted a very unique taste. The taste was very exciting! It made me choke when I first took it into my mouth, but it was also very enjoyable, and it is very suitable for meat dishes."
"Exciting? Yiyi, are you sure it's something edible?"
"..."
Lin Yi felt that Chili was severely insulted by him.
"That's a very special sauce."
Qin Shuihan was a little confused. He liked meat dishes, but he had never tasted special seasonings.
"My mother said it has a diaphoretic effect. When I was a kid, she mixed it with beef stew and gave it to me. It was delicious."
Lin Yi thought of spicy tofu and stir-fried beans. Those vegetables also go well with chili peppers.
She couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth happily, now that she thought about it, spicy food was indeed a very magical taste.
Qin Shuihan was still doubtful. He was also very particular about food, so how could he have never heard of it.
Lin Yi glanced at him and sighed slightly.
"At that time, like you, I asked my mother what it was, but unfortunately she didn't know either..."
"..."
Qin Shuihan regretted asking this question. She must miss her mother very much.
"Yiyi, don't worry, I will take good care of you."
Lin Yi pursed her lips and smiled, knowing that Qin Shuihan had misunderstood him.
But it's not bad to make him feel sorry for yourself.
"The fruit of that plant is green when it first grows, and then turns red as it grows older. You can ask the cook to keep an eye on it."
Qin Shuihan thought it was possible, so he ordered the cooks in the house to pay attention to it tomorrow.
Lin Yi continued to lower her head to draw, looking at the rudimentary horseshoe on the paper, she asked again: "King Han, are you sure you want to cooperate with Zi Ming on this matter?"
"Um?"
Qin Shuihan was a little confused. She proposed to cooperate with Ye Ziming, but now she went back on her word?
"Would he hold a grudge against you for what happened to his sister..."
I see.
Qin Shuihan chuckled. Although the Ye family was the largest tool manufacturer, it was not impossible to do without them.
"If you're not happy, I'll find someone else to do it, and I'll take you somewhere after the year."
Of course, Qin Shuihan was also wary of Zi Ming's strength. Over the years, he also ordered the people of Fengying Pavilion to pay attention to the skilled craftsmen in the world.
In terms of making ironware, there are also several production craftsmen.
He also built a small iron-making furnace on the outskirts of the capital. Although it was far from the scale of the Ye family, it was still easy to make a few iron tools.
Lin Yi smiled knowingly and continued to outline the details.
Watching her immersed in painting, the past flashed into Qin Shuihan's mind.
It was this serious look that moved his heart at first, but now that he sees this scene again, it is still so attractive.
But the making of horseshoes is not in a hurry, it will have to be done after the new year anyway.
In the war in southern Xinjiang, there were not many places where horses were used. The woods there were lush, and more tactics and bows and arrows were used.
However, the nomads in the north are good at riding horses and cannot fight without horses. If they can help General Chu, it will help stabilize the territory in the north.
If what Lin Yi said is right, this horseshoe is simply an artifact that is even more powerful than a tiger.
But now there is a New Year's Eve dinner the day after tomorrow, and in previous years there would be a talent show to please the father.
Is it time to dance with Lin Yi this year?
"Yiyi, can you dance?"
"Won't."
Lin Yi raised her eyebrows, why did she ask if she could dance?
"What's wrong?"
She stopped the pen in her hand and tilted her head to look at him.
"The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve. There will be a reunion banquet in the palace, and everyone will also perform on stage."
It turned out to be like this, it was a trivial matter, I was embarrassed when I played last time, but then I remembered why I didn’t sing a song to fool everyone.
"I can sing."
Lin Yi uttered a sentence and then lowered her head to continue drawing her design drawings.
"That song just now?"
Lin Yi looked up at him.
"Did you sing just now?"
Big eyes stare at small eyes.
"Forward, forward, forward..."
"..."
Lin Yi frowned, being underestimated by him!
She can sing, but times are different. Modern music may not be accepted by people of this era, but music is the inheritance of wisdom. It should transcend time, space, language, and national boundaries. If you really want to sing, prepare a few catchy songs to sing with all your heart. chant.
"I can sing very nice songs, not that one, but songs that have not been sung. Does King Han want to compose music for me?"
Qin Shuihan was still a little skeptical, but Lin Yi did not lie.
Could she really sing?
Or a song that no one sings?
For some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of expectation.
"Yiyi, let's try tomorrow to see if I can compose a song that I can sing."
"Hehe, it's a deal."
Lin Yi stretched out her little hand.
"Pull the hook!"
Be sure to surprise him tomorrow!
Qin Shuihan also stretched out his fingers to hook up with her.
"Yiyi, it's getting late today, let's take a rest early."
Lin Yi's eyes flickered for a moment, she slowly picked up the brush in her hand, and suddenly said coquettishly: "King Han, there is still a little bit left to finish the design. You can go up and rest first."
Before he could speak, she put down her brush again, stood up and pushed him to the bed.
"Then hurry up, I'll wait for you."
"Well, I'll finish the painting right away. You can take off your clothes and get up first."
Lin Yi gave him a sweet smile.
She didn't believe that he could not fall asleep next to the bed. After all, the fireplace in the room was as warm as spring, the maid had put a thermos under the quilt in advance, and he had just drank so much wine.
She was sure that someone would finally be able to sleep well tonight.
Lin Yi helped Qin Shuihan tuck in the quilt and immediately returned to the table to continue completing the drawings.
She didn’t know if she could create what she wanted with just her biological knowledge and the Horseshoe Digest she saw by chance.
All that's left is to actually measure the horse's hooves and you're done.
The person behind the screen seemed to be motionless.
Lin Yi flipped through the book for a while, and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness.
She stretched out, blew out the candle, and climbed onto the bed lightly.
As soon as he took off his coat, he heard the person on the bed chuckle.
"Concubine, do you think I'm asleep?"
Lin Yi chuckled, why hasn't he fallen asleep yet? It's been so long, hasn't he entered deep sleep?
Although Qin Shuihan's face could not be seen clearly, he could still feel his evil eyes.
"My dear concubine, you have made me wait for so long. How can I compensate you?"
Just now Lin Yi pushed herself up so diligently, Qin Shuihan immediately saw through her little thoughts.
He has been closing his eyes to rest his mind, and also adjusted his internal strength. He will only be more energetic and will not fall asleep from exhaustion.
"I…"
Qin Shuihan turned around, pressed forward, and took off her shirt with ease, and a low and distant voice sounded in her ears.
"Yiyi, I have been recuperating for a long time, and now I am very energetic. What should I do?"
It's really digging your own grave.
"You... show mercy..."
