That night.
Han Dongwen was pacing next to the dragon bed in his nightgown, and Little Hongdou stood beside him anxiously.
"Your Highness, thank you..."
This was the third time she had thanked her tonight. Han Dongwen waved his hand: "No need."
Xiao Hongdou thanked Han Dongwen for not agreeing to leave her in Tianchi Palace.
From a short-term perspective, handing over Xiaohongdou can solve the immediate problem of the first pot of gold, but that's all.
That woman Jiang Keyin is cruel and ruthless, who knows if she will do anything vicious?
Maybe the next time I see Xiao Hongdou, she will already be an adult.
Thinking of this, Han Dongwen shuddered.
But the question he was pacing back and forth to think about at this time was not this, but why Jiang Keyin made such a request?
After he refused such a request, why didn't Jiang Keyin persist and just curled his lips and said, "Your Highness is confused?"
"Do you have any idea?"
Han Dongwen was sick and rushed to the doctor. He asked Xiao Hongdou.
Xiao Hongdou naturally shook her head helplessly: "It's the first time I'm meeting Yin Fei today, and I really can't think of anything else."
The master and the servant were in a tight tangle, but they didn't know that a news was spreading rapidly in the palace.
Xiao Hongdou has not returned to the palace for two days, and His Highness has ordered her to sleep with him for two days.
When this word first came out, the Holy Emperor kept Xiao Hongdou for a few more days, but now, Han Dongwen has become obsessed with Xiao Hongdou as a palace maid, and maybe the concubine is just around the corner.
"I can't even think of it."
Han Dongwen gave up this mental work for the time being and lay down on the bed: "Xiao Hongdou, I have to sleep a few more hours these days. If you report it to the Tai Hospital, just say that I slept late at night. .”
Xiao Hongdou nodded, and Han Dongwen waved his hand: "Okay, that's it for today, turn off the lights and go to bed!"
sleep……
Xiao Hongdou blushed, nodded in agreement, turned around and extinguished the candles in the bedroom, and tidied the table a little.
When he looked back, Han Dongwen's even breathing could be heard.
She froze on the spot, unable to believe that Han Dongwen had fallen asleep instantly.
"Your Highness...?"
She asked softly, really not knowing what was going on.
He had been sleeping with him for two days, but Han Dongwen didn't bother to pay attention to him for two days in a row?
After seeing the appearance of Empress Yin Fei today, Xiao Hongdou felt that it was unreasonable for such a beauty to live in the cold palace like this. Could it be that she had some quarrel with the emperor, so she was called to the palace, but did not have to sleep with her...
That's it.
That's it!
She nodded slightly, understanding the situation.
Now that she didn't have to go to bed, Xiao Hongdou felt lighter. She gently took off her clothes, leaving her bottom clothes on, and lay down at the end of Han Dongwen's bed as usual.
I didn't feel anything last night. Why is this bed so comfortable?
It was said in the Yingchun Palace that His Highness was snoring like thunder, but wasn't this very quiet?
Now that we know what His Highness means, of course the maid must try her best to act well for His Highness...
Released from the tension all at once, she fell asleep soon after thinking so wildly.
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"team leader!"
Emperor No. 1 came out of the work shed and saw Sherlock Hook who had been waiting here.
Han Dongwen nodded. Sherlock Hook lived up to his expectations and really brought him the materials and tools he needed, which made Han Dongwen feel a little happy.
"Where is your companion?"
He glanced around and didn't see Tang Xiaobei's figure.
"She...she must be quite busy at work during the day. She probably hasn't started yet." Sherlock Hook muttered.
This was not a sentence that the NPC should understand, so Han Dongwen decided to pretend not to hear it.
He took the dye and tools and weighed them in his hands: "Follow me and stay at the door of this shed for about ten minutes."
When he received the reward of the prayer beacon, Han Dongwen had already imagined the production process in his mind, which was quite similar to the one where he made the puppet's magic formula.
This must be part of the side effects of time travel, he thought.
Sherlock Hook agreed to this mission-like request without saying a word, and Han Dongwen couldn't help but sigh at the usefulness of the NPC identity.
Even if there is no reward, it can still hint to the player that this is a link in the event chain, and there will always be someone working for him.
He moved a wooden box, swept away the debris piled on it, puffed up his cheeks and blew hard on the dust, then took off the two standard daggers from his waist and placed them gently on the table.
"prayer……"
Han Dongwen muttered, opened the metalworking tool bag, took out a small hammer and a short file made of a higher hardness material, put the file on the surface of the dagger and stood it up, then gently tapped it with the small hammer, back and forth several times, and it was done. It can leave a clearer mark.
The force must not be too strong, otherwise the dagger will be cut off.
He used this method to barely type a simple prayer on the dagger. Although the words were complex, they still only needed to be regarded as simple straight lines and curves.
[Those who suffer when the Lord God comes will be saved. ]
This is a prayer well-known to everyone in the Principality of West Asia. The church there believes in a god called the God Lord. Han Dongwen doesn’t know the specific situation. Maybe Sherlock Hook can research it when he plays in the Principality of West Asia. Fan it.
The small hammer struck with a "ding, ding, ding" sound, but this time the file was tilted a bit, so it cut off strips of curled metal wire on the traces of the words, forming strips along the veins of the words. Shallow ravine.
The process was not complicated at all. Han Dongwen finally unscrewed the small bottle containing the dye, gently tilted the mouth of the bottle and poured out the dye. The evenly reflecting dye flowed like mercury into the ravines of the words, gradually filling them up. gap.
[Standard dagger]
[Casting: Hanyingzong]
[Enchanting: Prayer Beacon]
[Correction: Strength F, Agility E, Piety E]
"Done!"
Han Dongwen stood up and danced the dagger excitedly, with a few rays of blue-gray light appearing among the flying blades.
He followed the same pattern and engraved prayers on the second dagger, then carefully inserted the two daggers back into the sheaths made of rough leather, and put the dye tools and other things under the bunk diagonally opposite to him.
After all, it is the technology of the Principality of West Asia, and it is somewhat sensitive. If there is a chance to obtain other enchanting skills in the future, it can be provided to players like Sherlock Hook.
Of course, it is provided for a fee.
"Xiaoyang, what are you doing?"
Uncle Kun's voice sounded outside the work shed. Han Dongwen checked it one last time, put the simple workbench back in place, and walked out of the work shed.
"Uncle Kun? Why are you in such a hurry?"
Seeing Han Dongwen sticking his head out, Uncle Kun hurriedly stepped forward: "Why can't I find you? The clan is calling you!"
Zongli?
Han Dongwen was stunned and followed Uncle Kun out. Sherlock Hook, who was originally guarding the door, naturally followed quickly.
Not far away, Brother Li and a sect disciple were standing holding hands and chatting. When they saw Han Dongwen coming over, their expressions changed slightly.
"Brother Li, Xiaoyang is here." Uncle Kun pushed Han Dongwen forward.
The man wearing Hanying Sect's inner sect uniform looked Han Dongwen up and down without any concealment, then turned to ask Brother Li: "Are they them?"
Brother Li nodded and glanced around: "It's them, they all have spiritual roots, and there should be a little girl."
Han Dongwen understood. This was naturally the last time we encountered a giant bear during the escort, and the sect came to understand the situation.
He cupped his fists and said, "As Brother Li said, Gu and several brothers were born with spiritual roots, and now they have the important task of escorting them. I hope they can get some guidance from the Han Ying Sect and try their best!"
There is nothing to hide about whether you have spiritual roots or not. You can't hide it in the first place. Talking about it openly can be regarded as a kind of capital for yourself.
The man from the inner sect sneered disdainfully: "Guide? This outer sect really thinks of himself as a member of the Hanying Sect. I am ordered by the sect to accompany you to escort the building materials today. You guys are watching and you can learn what you want." Your creation!”
The corner of Han Dongwen's mouth twitched slightly, his expression did not change, and he still clasped his fists: "That's fine, thank you very much. May I ask who you are...?"
The man from the inner sect made a serious face: "My surname is Guo, call me Senior Brother Guo!"
