Lihua hopes that the evildoer will not be immersed in grief and become an increasingly painful knot in her heart.
Seeing Wu Xue, Lihua bent down to touch its head and asked the monster if he had seen it in the courtyard when he went to court and what he thought of him.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he bent down halfway, Wu Xue immediately arched his back and became hairy, looking panicked as he wanted to retreat but was holding back.
Lihua tried it several times and it was like this. It was strange. Finally, she found that Wuxue returned to normal after standing up.
Thinking about the monster, she sat down at the table and patted an empty chair next to her. Wu Xue jumped up and sat on it as usual.
Lihua supported the table, held her chin in one hand, and unconsciously rubbed Wu Xue's hair that felt so good.
One person and one cat are waiting for breakfast.
Taking advantage of the fact that breakfast had not come, Lihua said to herself: "Maoqiu, I see you are much better. He should be fine, right?"
Wu Xue squatted on the chair obediently, feeling that the mistress had no intention of hugging him, and the hair all over his body became loose.
It swung its tail, cooperated with Lihua's movements of rubbing its head, and narrowed its eyes comfortably.
"But the emperor's heart aches. Is he really feeling better?"
Lihua frowned, she didn't want to be such a mother-in-law, but when she saw him for the first time last night, the loneliness and desolation she saw made her feel sad.
After I fall in love with someone, I don't know why, but I can't bear to see him like this, and I even lose a bit of my sanity.
Alas, I am really stunned...
Lihua sighed with emotion. She analyzed it calmly and felt that she should be much better, at least more relieved than before.
Being able to talk to her about so many things last night, wasn't it a sign of opening up one's heart?
What I'm most afraid of is feeling bored in my heart. The more bored I am, the more I'll get sick.
Lihua thought this and felt a little relieved. She briefly went over what happened last night in her mind.
The monster later told her many things about King Anding, one of which seemed to be...
King Anding was good at making bows and crossbows?
Lihua said "Huh", this information was somewhat crucial, she had never known it before.
In the long-range combat in the era of cold weapons, the crossbow can be said to be the most powerful killing weapon, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the king of cold weapons.
But it seems that even Wu Dingbang didn't know that King Anding would design a crossbow, and there was no rumor at all from the outside world.
Lihua felt that it should be done deliberately. Just like in modern times, military research and development, the most important weapon of the country, must be the core secret protected by a country.
If it is leaked, it will easily be coveted by enemy countries or interested people.
When King Anding was alive, no one knew that he would design a crossbow diagram, probably to protect him.
But is it true that no one else knows?
Pear Blossom has a big question mark here.
She increasingly felt that there was a big problem with King Anding's death, even though the monster didn't say it clearly.
If that's really the case, well...
Lihua couldn't help but feel a little sad. This was the second time she sighed this morning.
Putting aside her love for Wu Jiwu, although she had never met King An Ding, the death of such a genius would inevitably make people feel sad and sad.
Lihua's hands unconsciously caressed Wu Xue's body, and suddenly she remembered something.
She murmured to herself: "That picture I picked up in the library was designed by King Anding, right?"
Although it was a question, she was completely sure.
So a design drawing can make evildoers put it away carefully. It must have been made by King Anding, and it was a drawing made when he first got involved in this field. There are several obvious flaws in it.
Lihua stroked Wu Xue's hand for a moment.
Oops, she remembered something again.
She felt like she couldn't remember anything when she was sleepy last night.
It turns out that I forgot that when I was in Qunfang Hall, I wrote a letter to the evildoer, which is so flattering and flattering to me now!
This letter was written after she discovered the identity of the evildoer and burned his crossbow diagram, and she was worried for several days.
Ask that bastard Xiao Zuozi to hand over his letter along with the two crossbow design drawings that he traced!!!