Long Xinghe closed the study door.
Of course, she wouldn't really go make ginseng tea for Feng Wuya; she wasn't good at such things.
The ginseng tea from earlier was poisoned, so naturally, he couldn't drink it.
However, the matter of having a spy nearby had to be dealt with. If it dragged on, it would become impossible to guard against.
She did not return to her own chambers.
Glancing up at the dimming sky, she suddenly leaped up and walked on the rooftops, drifting lightly to the room above Tie Xin's.
Tie Xin was tidying things, Feng Wuya's clothes.
Every time, after he finished organizing them, they were sent back to the Prince.
Tie Xin had always been meticulous and careful in his work.
Long Xinghe truly hoped that Tie Xin was not the spy.
Tie Xin showed no signs of anything unusual. As Long Xinghe was about to leave, she saw a figure, acting suspiciously, darting towards the back courtyard.
Nanny Ni!
This was Feng Wuya's courtyard. What was Nanny Ni doing here?
Madam Murong was not present today. Nanny Ni usually stayed by Murong Yu's side, but for the past two days, she had stayed behind to care for Wuya.
Long Xinghe had already harbored some suspicion towards her.
Seeing Nanny Ni's figure at this moment, her doubts grew, and she quickly pursued.
Nanny Ni was heading towards the back gate.
Although Long Xinghe had been practicing her skills, it was not easy for her to catch up to Nanny Ni with her Qinggong.
As soon as she exited the back gate, Nanny Ni had vanished.
She hadn't expected Nanny Ni's Qinggong to be so formidable!
Long Xinghe stood outside the gate, looking at the increasingly deep night sky, her heart heavy.
Was this Prince's mansion no longer safe?
That night, after Long Xinghe ordered Jiang Tao to guard the kitchen, she locked herself in her chambers.
Chu Qianli not only gave her a list but also had guards bring a large pile of items.
Upon seeing them, Long Xinghe's low mood finally improved somewhat.
To be able to procure twenty-first-century materials was simply miraculous. This way, it would be much more convenient for her to make what Chu Qianli needed.
As for how Chu Qianli obtained these materials, she didn't want to ask.
The world was full of wonders; why ask too many questions?
She didn't know how long she had been shut in her chambers when the door was suddenly knocked upon.
Thinking it was Jiang Tao returning, Long Xinghe said indifferently, "Get me some noodles, I'm hungry."
She hadn't even eaten dinner while making this thing!
The person at the door left.
After an unknown amount of time, a steaming bowl of noodles was brought. This time, there was no knock; the door was pushed open directly.
Long Xinghe inside remained in her original posture. She was making a compression valve.
The improved compression valve would make the specially made霹雳弹 (pīlì dàn - thunderbolt bomb) more stable, just like modern ammunition, with high stability and no accidental discharge.
The person who entered placed the noodles on the table. Long Xinghe didn't even look, only saying, "Go back and rest. You don't need to serve me tonight."
"I wasn't planning on serving you."
The man's deep voice reached her ears, startling Long Xinghe. The compression valve almost flew out of her hand.
"Wuya?"
She turned around and met his deep gaze.
For a moment, she didn't know what to say.
Why was he here?
"Are you... looking for me for something?"
"Aren't you going to ask what Fei Fei and I were doing in the room?"
Feng Wuya's expression didn't seem very good, but upon a second glance, he appeared to have no particular emotion.
Long Xinghe was somewhat surprised, her face innocent. "Your brush fell on the ground, and she helped you pick it up. What is there to ask?"