After sending Cuizhu away, Zhan Qingyue paced back and forth in the room alone, without even thinking about who was missing.
"Hey, this moment and a half is really hard to imagine, isn't it?"
Zhan Qingyue complained, then simply changed her mind and slipped into the space.
He slowly sorted out the medicinal materials, grains and fruits that could be harvested, and then processed some of the meteorites that had been collected.
According to the prompts from space, he discovered that those meteorites were actually similar to the soil in space.
Zhan Qingyue's heart skipped a beat. If he had these things, wouldn't it be possible to improve the soil in the entire space and make it more fertile?
With this thought in mind, she took a small piece of meteorite and put it under the microscope, and studied it carefully.
A little result had just emerged, and soon the mechanical voice in the space began to announce that the meteorite had other uses.
It was only for a while that the usefulness of this space was not clearly explained.
Zhan Qingyue has always been the kind of person who inquires deeply. Seeing this, does his sleepless research on this meteorite play a role?
As we all know, meteorites are products of outer space, and some may even contain a lot of radiation.
How can we remove the radiation from this meteorite and make it truly usable by the soil?
Zhan Qingyue became even more obsessed with thinking about it. As a result, he stayed awake for several days, studying the meteorite.
A full half a month passed in the space.
But several days have passed outside.
Zhan Qingyue didn't show up for several days, which made everyone in the family anxious.
Song Cuihua sat in the living room with a haggard face and looked at Hu San who hurried back.
"Hu San, have you heard anything about the girl?"
Hu San looked at his old lady's worried look. He shook his head with regret and raised his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Don't worry, old lady. I'll go and ask around. The Second Young Madam saw her for the last time. They even talked about her at that time and said that Prince Jing's party slipped through the net. Maybe our princess is looking for someone. Woolen cloth?"
Song Cuihua naturally knew this reason. At present, everyone in the family went out to look for people, but no one brought back any useful information.
I am too old to go out and drag the children down, so I have to sit at home alone.
Song Cuihua burst into tears and took out her handkerchief to wipe the corners of her eyes.
"Hu San, I have to thank you for your kindness. If anything happens to Yueyue, how will I survive?"
Song Cuihua cried bitterly.
Hu San really didn't want to see him like this, so he quickly comforted him and hurriedly went to look for him.
Hu San was originally just a young man who had a contract to sell himself, but now he was favored by his princess. Not only did the princess return the contract to him, but she also mentioned him to the chief manager of the Zhan family, and she always regarded him as one of her family members. Looking at it, now that the person is gone, he is really anxious.
The palace didn't know that Zhan Qingyue had been missing for several days.
But the new emperor has not been idle these days. After some investigation, he finally found out the person who poisoned him.
The new emperor looked at the man kneeling on the ground with fear. The man couldn't believe his eyes.
Sure enough, in this palace, even a silly and inconspicuous palace maid and eunuch is someone who is very likely to kill him.
It seems that we need to find an opportunity to clean up the people in this palace.
The new emperor suppressed the anger in his heart and waved his hand towards the guard.
"Take it down and clean it up."
The man kneeling on the ground knew that he was about to die. He couldn't even say a word to beg for mercy. His face was pale and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
After Han Yiyun came out of the palace, his whole body seemed to have been taken away, and his soul was wandering on the streets of the capital.
Now when he looked at the people walking on the street and looked at the back figures of those with similar figures, he always felt that they were Zhan Qingyue.
Unfortunately, after catching up, I found that the other party was not him at all.
After being disappointed again and again, Han Yiyun gradually accepted his fate.
Just when he was debating whether to report the matter to the new emperor, a clever idea suddenly occurred to him.
"yes!"
Han Yiyun slapped her hand fiercely, her cloudy eyes gradually focused, and she looked up at the gray sky.
"Yueyue is so powerful. He has a magic weapon with him and he is so angry that he would be easily captured. Maybe it's in that precious place."
Han Yiyun hurriedly covered his mouth, almost blabbering about such an important thing. He glanced around a few times, hurriedly rented a carriage from the side and rushed home.
After returning to the Princess's Mansion, Han Yiyun couldn't wait to enter Zhan Qingyue's room.
He scanned around the room and didn't find anything unusual. He tried every means possible several times, but he couldn't get into that space.
"That's all, this is a place to recognize your master, as long as Yueyue is fine."
Han Yiyun felt a little calmer after thinking this way, but he also felt a huge sense of crisis coming towards him.
If Zhan Qingyue hides by herself, will she never be able to find him again in her life?
Thinking of this, Han Yiyun's little heart started to tremble.
He shook his head quickly to get this terrible thought out of his head, forcing himself to calm down.
As soon as he walked out of the house, a guard came immediately holding a letter.
"My dear uncle, there is a message coming from the palace."
Han Yiyun took the letter and learned that the new emperor had dealt with the person who had poisoned him. He burned the letter with an expressionless face.
I just feel that I must deal with Prince Jing's remnant party as soon as possible, otherwise, it will be like a kitchen knife hanging over my head, and I don't know when this kitchen knife will fall towards my neck.
Han Yiyun sighed and looked at the dressing tables occupying Qingyue in front of him.
He smiled helplessly: Yueyue, Yueyue, you have to come back soon. Now I can only bear these ups and downs by myself. I really can't do it without you.
Han Yiyun sighed softly, stood up and continued his work.
A few days later, Han Yiyun had just woken up early in the morning when he saw Zhan Qingyue suddenly appearing in front of him. She was full of energy and did not look like she had suffered after staying up all night.
Zhan Qingyue ran towards Han Yiyun happily and threw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
"Brother Han, I have made a major discovery. This is a major discovery that benefits countless people."
Han Yiyun felt a little unreal when he smelled the soft smell and the touch of the equally soft person in his arms. He pinched his arm gently to make sure it was not a dream.
