bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 68

That night.

Han Dongwen was pacing beside the dragon bed in his nightgown, and Xiao Hongdou stood beside him anxiously.

"Your Highness, thank you..."

This is the third time she thanked her tonight, and Han Dongwen waved his hand: "No need."

Xiaohongdou thanked Han Dongwen for not agreeing to keep her in Tianchi Palace.

From a short-term perspective, handing over Xiaohongdou can solve the problem of the first pot of gold right now, but that's all.

That woman Jiang Keyin is cruel and merciless, who knows if she will do anything?
Maybe the next time I see Xiaohongdou, I will already be an adult.

Thinking of this, Han Dongwen shuddered.

But the question he wanted to think about as he paced back and forth 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, but just curled her lips and said something about His Highness's incomprehensibility?

"Do you have any idea?"

Han Dongwen went to the doctor in a hurry and asked Xiao Hongdou.

Xiao Hongdou naturally shook her head helplessly: "It's the first time I see Concubine Yin today, and I really can't figure it out."

A master and a servant are entangled tightly, but they don't know that a piece of news is spreading rapidly in the palace.

Xiao Hongdou has not returned to the palace for two days, and His Highness has ordered her to sleep for two days.

When the word first came out, the Holy Majesty had kept Xiaohongdou for a few more days, but now, Han Dongwen has become a court lady who is obsessed with Xiaohongdou, maybe Li Concubine is just around the corner.

"I can't even think about it."

Han Dongwen gave up this mind-consuming work for the time being, and lay down on the bed with his head up: "Little Hongdou, I have to sleep for a few more hours these days. If you report it to the Tai Hospital, tell me that I go to bed late at night." .”

Xiaohongdou nodded, and Han Dongwen waved his hand: "Okay, that's it for today, turn off the lights and go to sleep!"

sleep……

Xiao Hongdou blushed a little, nodded in agreement, turned around and extinguished the candle lamps in the bedroom, and tidied up the table a little bit.

When he turned his head again, Han Dongwen's even breathing could already be heard.

She froze in place, unable to believe that Han Dongwen had fallen asleep in seconds.

"Your Highness...?"

She asked softly, really not knowing what was going on.

He stayed in bed for two days, but Han Dongwen didn't bother to pay attention to him for two days?
Seeing the appearance of Concubine Yin today, Xiao Hongdou only felt that such a beauty, it was unreasonable to live in the cold palace like this, could it be that she had an awkward relationship with the emperor, that's why she was called to the bedroom, but she didn't have to attend the bedroom...

That's it.

That's it!
She nodded slightly, understanding the current situation.

Since she didn't have to go to bed, Xiao Hongdou's heart suddenly became lighter. She took off her clothes lightly, leaving the undershirt behind, 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 Yingchun Palace that His Highness was snoring like thunder, but isn't it very quiet?
Now that you already know what His Highness means, then as a maid, of course, you should do your best to act for His Highness...

Released from the tension at once, she fell asleep soon after thinking so wildly.

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"team leader!"

The Emperor No. [-] machine came out of the shed and saw Sherlock Hook who had been waiting here.

Han Dongwen nodded. Sherlock Hook lived up to expectations and brought back the materials and tools he needed, which made Han Dongwen feel a little happy.

"Where's your companion?"

He glanced around, but didn't see Tang Xiaobei's figure.

"She...she should be very busy at work during the day, but she probably hasn't been there yet." Sherlock Hook muttered.

This is not a sentence that an NPC should understand, so Han Dongwen decided to pretend he didn't hear it.

He took the dye and tools and weighed them in his hands: "Come with me, and stay at the door of this workshop for a while, just ten minutes or so."

When he was rewarded with the Prayer Beacon, the production process had already appeared in Han Dongwen's mind, which was quite similar to the one that produced the puppet's formula.

This should be part of the side effects of time travel, he thought.

Sherlock Hook agreed to the mission-like request without saying a word, and Han Dongwen couldn't help but lament the usefulness of the NPC status.

Even if there is no reward, it can also imply that the player is part of the event chain, and someone will always work for him.

He moved a wooden box, swept away the sundries piled on it, puffed up his cheeks and blew the ashes vigorously, and then he untied the two standard daggers from his back waist, and gently placed them on the table.

"prayer……"

Han Dongwen muttered, opened the metalworker's tool bag, took out a small hammer and a short file with relatively high hardness, put the file on the surface of the dagger, and tapped it lightly with the small hammer. Can leave a clearer notch.

This force must not be too strong, otherwise the dagger will be cut off.

He used this method to forcefully type a simple prayer on the dagger. Although the text is complicated, it still only needs to be regarded as a simple straight line.

[Those who suffer at the coming of the Lord God will be saved. ]
This is a well-known prayer in the Principality of West Asia. The church over there believes in a god known as the Lord of God. Han Dongwen is not sure about the specific situation. Maybe Sherlock Hook can test it when he plays in the Principality of West Asia in the future. Fan it.

The small hammer was beating "ding ding ding", but this time the file was slanted a little bit, so the curly metal wires were filed on the traces of the writing, and along the veins of the writing, they formed a strip. Shallow ravines.

The craftsmanship is really not complicated. Han Dongwen finally unscrewed the small bottle containing the dye, gently tilted the mouth of the bottle and poured out the dye. The evenly reflected light flowed like mercury in the gully of the text, gradually filling up the gaps in the text. gap.

[Standard Dagger]
[Casting: Han Yingzong]
[Enchant: Beacon of Prayer]
[Correction: Strength F Dexterity E Devotion E]
"You're done!"

Han Dongwen stood up and danced the dagger excitedly, and there were a few traces of blue-gray light between the flying blades.

He engraved a prayer on the second dagger in the same way, and then carefully inserted the two daggers back into the sheath sewn from rough leather, and put the dye tools and so on under the bunk diagonally opposite him.

After all, it is the technology of the Principality of West Asia, and it is still a little sensitive. If there is a chance to get 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 shed. Han Dongwen checked it one last time, put the crude workbench back in place, and walked out of the shed.

"Uncle Kun? Why are you in such a hurry."

Seeing Han Dongwen sticking his head out, Uncle Kun hurried forward: "I said, why can't I find you, Zongli called you!"

Zongli?

Han Dongwen was stunned, and followed Uncle Kun to go out. Sherlock Hook, who was guarding the door, also followed quickly.

Not far away, Brother Li and a sect disciple were standing there holding hands and chatting. When they saw Han Dongwen approaching, their expressions changed slightly.

"Brother Li, Xiaoyang is here." Uncle Kun pushed Han Dongwen forward.

The man in Han Yingzong's inner school uniform looked Han Dongwen up and down without any concealment, then turned to ask Brother Li: "That's them?"

Brother Li nodded and scanned around: "It's them, they all have spiritual roots, and there should be a little girl."

Han Dongwen understood, this is naturally the last time he encountered a giant bear during the escort, and the Zongmen came to understand the situation.

He clasped his fists together: "As Brother Li said, Gu and his brothers are born with spiritual roots, and now they have the important task of escorting them. I hope to get some guidance from Han Yingzong, so I can do my best!"

There is nothing to hide such things as whether you have spiritual roots, and you can't hide them at first. Speaking out openly can be regarded as a kind of capital for yourself.

The man from the inner sect sneered disdainfully: "Advice? An outer sect really thinks of himself as a member of the Han Yingzong. I am ordered by the sect to accompany you to transport the building materials today. You follow and watch, and you can learn something. Your creation!"

The corner of Han Dongwen's mouth twitched slightly, his face remained unchanged, and he still clasped his fists: "That's fine, thank you very much, may I ask if you are...?"

The man from the inner door put on a straight face: "My surname is Guo, call me Senior Brother Guo!"

(End of this chapter)