The table top is messy, with embroidery sheds, silk threads of various colors, shredded fabrics and edges and corners.

Chu Yunyao held the purse that had been barely embroidered in his hand.

The embroidery is average, the stitches are quite dense and neat, compared with the professional embroiderer, although it is more than a star and a half, but compared to the purse she gave him last time, this mandarin duck playing in the water purse can be regarded as exquisite.

Mo Lingyuan broke her fingers, took out the purse, and put it close to her.

Carried her to the bed and lay down, tucked the quilt, and went to the study with her clothes on.

As soon as he left, Chu Yunyao, who was originally asleep, opened his eyes.

In fact, she had been awake from the time he broke her fingers, but she just didn't want to open her eyes.

......

Mo Lingyuan stayed in the mansion and accompanied Chu Yunyao to breakfast: "Wait for me at home, and come back in the evening to personally send you to Tian'en Temple." ”

Chu Yunyao stood in front of him, touched the wound on his chest, and straightened his clothes: "If you really can't pull away, you can let Duan Gongzi send me up." ”

"I'm not at ease." Mo Lingyuan emphasized: "I don't feel at ease if anyone sends you. ”

Chu Yunyao: "......"

His back disappeared neatly and hurriedly at the door, Bao'er hugged Siyu and asked expectantly: "Miss, it's too late to change your mind now, do you have to go?"

If you know that you are ......, you will collapse! ”

Chu Yunyao's fingernails pinched the palms, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "If I was still a little shaken in the past, but when I saw those wounded people who were blown up by gunpowder and lacked arms and legs, I never wavered again."

Those people injured Ling Yuan's chest this time, and next time, they might have injured Ling Yuan's head and heart. ”

Chu Yunyao turned around and walked in the direction of the study: "This gunpowder was imported from the West, and the Westerners refused to sell it to us, so we produced it ourselves." ”

Bao'er's eyes lit up: "Miss plans to produce it herself?" ”

"Well, we can produce Western medicine, and of course we can also produce gunpowder that Western countries have." Chu Yunyao took out a pen and paper: "I only took three people into the Feng family's territory this time, and I always have to bring something to save my life."

It depends on when our factory is successful. ”

......

In the evening, Mo Lingyuan really kept his promise, rushed back, dragged his exhaustion, and sent Chu Yunyao to Tian'en Temple.

Bao'er hugged Siyu and watched Yun San, Yun Si and Yun Wu carry the loaded things to the carriage, and turned around to secretly wipe their tears.

This time, in everyone's opinion, Chu Yunyao just went to Tian'en Temple to pray for the people, but only Bao'er knew what her own young lady was going to do.

Mo Lingyuan helped Chu Yunyao and was about to get into the carriage, Bao'er rushed over with Siyu in her arms, looked at Chu Yunyao with teary eyes, and handed Siyu to her: "Miss, you can hug Miss Xiao again."

Little Miss is getting better and better, she will miss you every day. ”

Chu Yunyao moved her lips, took Siyu, hugged her in her arms, and watched her daughter babbling and smiling at herself with her little fist dripping saliva, her heart seemed to have been pricked by a needle, and the taste was inexplicable.

Bao'er looked at this scene, her eyes red.

She slept for three years before waking up for a few months, and was once again faced with separation from her young lady.

Once I go, I don't know if it's safe, if it's smooth, if it's worry-free?

Bao'er didn't dare to continue thinking.

Chu Yunyao hugged for a while, and reluctantly handed the child back to Bao'er: "You take good care of her for me, I am very relieved to have you by her side." ”

Bao'er: "......"

Bao'er seemed to have a thousand words, but looking at Mo Lingyuan standing behind Chu Yunyao, as if he had been banned, he couldn't spit out a word, he just lowered his eyes and nodded desperately......