Queen Mother is a Scientist

Fu Tingye could almost be regarded as rough throwing the clothes she took off when she returned to the bed.

"Wear it!" He frowned.

Hua Qingxue: "..."

In fact, she felt that she was right. In the summer, she closed her door and wore apron shorts to take a nap. What's wrong with this?But to Fu Tingye, she was justified and inexplicably became unreasonable. She grabbed her clothes with guilty conceit and silently wore clothes...

Fu Tingye turned his back and did not look at her.

Hua Qingxue couldn't help whispering while wearing it: "I see the women in Nanzhao Kingdom are all wearing short-sleeved skirts and still showing their waists..."

"Are you a Nanzhao man?!" Fu Tingye turned her head and glared at her.

Hua Qingxue was wronged, "But I'm not the same..."

Fu Tingye was choked for a while, then said fiercely: "It will be soon!"

Hua Qingxue buttoned the last button, rolled her eyes silently, and whispered softly: "Then I don't want to marry..."

Fu Tingye turned back!The dark and deep eyes reveal an indescribable dangerous breath, and an expression that if you refuse to marry, I don’t mind making rice and cooking mature rice now.

Hua Qingxue smiled sorrowfully, "General, I'm dressed, please write something for me, I write slowly..."

She reached out to him, kind of pleased.

Fu Tingye was a smooth donkey, and his expression eased a lot. He sat down at the table drastically, and he was a rather generous bench. When he sat down, he was somewhat restrained.

"Write what?" He dipped his pen and dipped it in ink.

Hua Qingxue pulled a bench and sat next to him, saying, "It's the method of making glass. While I still remember, write it down quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I will forget it later."

Fu Tingye glanced at her strangely, and he was probably wondering, since it is a matter of memory, is it so easy to forget?

Hua Qingxue thought for a while and said, "The raw materials are quartz sand, limestone, feldspar, soda ash, boric acid, etc... The prepared raw materials are heated at high temperature to form a uniform bubble-free glass liquid, and the melting temperature is mostly Between 1300 and 1600 degrees Celsius..."

"What is Celsius?" Fu Tingye paused and asked her.

"Well, leave this alone and continue writing."

Hua Qingxue went on to read down and explained the blowing, drawing and pressing methods of glass one by one according to the contents in the memory.

She was terrified of the pain just now, and subconsciously covered the temple with her hand. She was afraid that if she moved her brain a little more, the headache would recur.

After finishing writing, Fu Tingye looked at her sideways and saw Hua Qingxue frowning on the forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect. Hua Qingxue always feels that his head is starting to ache again...

"It's okay..." Hua Qingxue was so scared that he didn't dare to shake his head, and only replied softly, "It may be too hot, so it's a little dizzy."

She couldn't explain the chip to Fu Tingye, and she took the liberty to say it. If she did it, she would be misunderstood and get hysteria, and... even if it was said, he couldn't help...

Fu Tingye frowned, reaching for the temperature of her forehead and pinching her pulse again.

Hua Qingxue laughed, "General will heal me?"

"Medicine won't, but it's better to simply take the pulse." He said seriously, and then stopped talking. He was really taking her pulse seriously.

Hua Qingxue stopped talking and looked at Fu Tingye curiously, wondering what conclusion he would draw.

"There is some heat." After a moment, Fu Tingye loosened her wrist. "Don't go out these days, and wait until the days of the past have passed."

Hua Qingxue took the opportunity to defend himself: "So I wear it like that, it's very hot."

Fu Tingye narrowed her eyes slightly...

Hua Qingxue quickly waved his hand, "It's not hot now! It's not hot, it's not hot..."

Fu Tingye watched the beads of sweat oozing from her forehead silently, and Jianmei frowned slightly.

"The sleeves can be shortened, but the neckline can't be lowered! You can never go out, and you can't go to the yard." He finally compromised, and after sighing, he sighed, "There is too much ice in the house, the humidity will be heavy It’s easy to get sick, you just have to bear it for a while, and it’s the hottest every year."

"Huh." Hua Qingxue nodded, and pulled La Fu Tingye again, "Help me write something else."

Fu Tingye looked at her in surprise, "What else to write?"

"Uh... the purification of gunpowder and the method of distillation."

In fact, there are some knowledge points that she already knew in her brain, not from the chip, but just in case, Hua Qingxue thinks it is better to write down, so as not to wait for the day to start the work, what an accident.

She touched her head and meditated. The recurrence of her headache was not a good sign...

Fu Tingye felt that Hua Qingxue was a little strange today, but how strange it was, but he couldn't tell.

The two were sitting in the house, reading one by one, writing by one, and when it was all finished, it was already dark.

Hua Qingxue dried the ink and put it with the stack of paper she had written before.

Looking at the sky outside, Fu Tingye knew that he should leave, but he thought that he would not come easily. Both of them didn't speak much, and patronized her to copy the recipe, and she was a little unwilling.

Hua Qingxue lit a candle and looked down at the pages of paper written by Fu Tingye. Her eyes were extremely serious under the lights, and her smooth face was glowing with glow, and it was soft and quiet.

Fu Tingye was reluctant to leave...

"I'll go back to camp first." His dark eyes stared at Hua Qingxue.

Hua Qingxue recovered, immediately put down the paper in his hand, "I send the general."

Won't you keep it?

Fu Tingye was dissatisfied, but it was not easy to say anything. He got up and walked away, and Hua Qingxue followed in small steps.

Walking to the door, he stopped suddenly and turned to hug Hua Qingxue!

"I'll come to you again in two days." Fu Tingye stared at her with staring eyes, "If I find you dressed like that again next time..."

Hua Qingxue looked at her lips and smiled, "Whether you knock on the door next time, I promise to get dressed and then open the door for the general."

Fu Tingye's face changed slightly. Is this blaming him?

"Okay, it's not easy to walk at night. The general will go quickly." Hua Qingxue stretched out his hand to open the door of the house, and had no nostalgia.

Fu Tingye shook his forehead with green muscles and suddenly grabbed her by the waist!Go directly to the house!

Hua Qingxue's body suddenly volleyed, exclaimed: "General, General?!"

The next moment he was put on the bed, and the bear-like man rushed over and gritted his teeth: "Since it's getting dark, it doesn't matter if it is later."

Hua Qingxue couldn't hide, could not break free, crying without tears in his heart, this man can't eat even a little!

...

Fu Tingye kissed her fiercely and kissed Hua Qingxue's swollen red lips, and finally left with satisfaction.

Hua Qingxue felt that this man was not like a general, but rather like a bully. She wouldn't be happy without bullying.

On the way back, Fu Tingye quickly stepped up.

The people of Nanzhao Kingdom are still in the Qingzhou camp. They just leave it alone, and they are always at ease. In case of any situation, others can also respond to the military camp immediately.

Running all the way, the night breeze revealed coolness, and his mind drifted far away.

He felt that Hua Qingxue was too greedy and cold, and did not know if she would take advantage of his absence and take off her clothes to sleep, there was ice cubes in the house, and there was wind in the night. What if the cold happened?...No, you must talk about her next time!

Returning to the camp, a soldier immediately ran over to lead the horse. He strode to the camp account. The soldiers followed up on the account and reported: "General Qi Yun, Princess Nanzhao sent someone to find you, saying that there was something to discuss."

"Got it." Fu Tingye lifted the pot on the table and poured himself a cup. "Today is too late, you go and tell her that you will visit her again tomorrow."

"No need to wait for tomorrow." The cold female voice started, and then a cold woman walked into the camp.

Wu Xinyao frowned slightly, her plump and plump lips curled into a line, and she seemed to have no worries, "Fu Tingye, I came to you three times today! You are finally back!"

"Is there something urgent?" Fu Tingye took another cup, poured a glass of water, and pushed it to Wu Xinyao.

"Liao Bing is under pressure, do you say I am in a hurry?" Wu Xinyao's face was a little colder, and he approached and asked, "Did you see her? How did she reply?"

Fu Tingye drank the water faintly, thinking, he didn't ask at all...

It wasn't intentional. It was really after seeing Hua Qingxue wearing it today. When he was angry, he forgot it. Later, she was entangled in writing it and writing it.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he has made a decision for her.

"She will not go to Nanzhao, even if it is just a guise for Liao Bing." Fu Tingye refused indifferently.

Wu Xin Yao Liu raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "Why don't you go?! My Nanzhao Kingdom will regard her as the most distinguished guest! I don't need her to do anything to get the jewel brocade. Why should she not go?! "

Fu Tingye glanced at her and replied: "She is afraid of heat."

Wu Xinyao was anxious and choked his eyes wide!

Okay, the climate in Nanzhao is really hot, but for this reason!...Too popular!

Wu Xinyao bit her lip as if trying to control her anger. For a long time, she asked aloud: "Fu Tingye, is this what you mean, or does she mean?"

"It makes no difference." Fu Tingye said blankly. "I mean, that's what she means."

Wu Xinyao grinned angrily, "I knew that there wasn't this person, right? Fu Tingye, all this was under the guise of what you made out, what Sirius came down, what strange woman, are all fake! Right?! Those new weapons are actually made by the craftsmen in your military prison!"

Fu Tingye was noncommittal and sat steadily without speaking.

Wu Xinyao was also somewhat discouraged, sitting aside, his tone slowed down, "As long as you are willing to send troops to assist, I am willing to be good with Daqi and Yongxiu for two countries, and marriage is not bad. Enough to match me."

Fu Tingye's calm expression finally showed a trace of looseness, and she looked at her with an unexpected surprise, "...Marriage?"

Wu Xinyao saw Fu Tingye's reaction on his face and couldn't help sneering.