Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

Ye Weiyun gently stroked Yan Ruoli's back: "Everyone has to die, and we are very happy to be together for a lifetime. Can you help me live another life?"

Yan Ruoli knew his true intention, he just wanted her to continue living.

She didn't want to live alone, but how could she refuse him?

"What if I don't become younger after I wear it back, and am still an old lady? How sad it would be to die alone without you by my side."

"I still want you to go back."

Ye Weiyun was silent for a while before speaking.

There is a great possibility that she will live another life when she goes back, and if she really becomes a dying old lady as she said, wouldn't it be the same where she dies?

Yan Ruoli had no choice but to agree: "Okay, since you wish, I'll go back."

Ye Weiyun stretched out a hand, his palm facing her.

"We high five."

"You can't trust me?"

Yan Ruoli said that, but still raised her hand and gave him a high-five.

Ye Weiyun felt relieved.

She promised herself that she would go back, right?

It was worth it to spend a lifetime with her like this.I don't dare to hope for more.

Although I thought so, the desire was awakened in my heart and I wanted to spend my life with her again.

But how is it possible?

People really shouldn't be too greedy. Once such thoughts arise, they will easily become dissatisfied with the status quo.

Obviously they are already very happy, right?

After living in this small valley for more than half a month, the two began to travel around the world again.

On this day, the two of them went to a tea shed on the roadside to rest.

The owner of the tea shed is a middle-aged man. He carries a steaming teapot and shuttles between the tea tables to pour tea for the guests.

A child of about ten years old was sitting in front of the stove, lighting a fire.

The child's eyes were looking at the teapot on the stove. The water in the teapot had boiled, and the steam was coming out suddenly, causing the lid of the teapot to rise and fall, making a crackling sound.

The child was watching so intently that he seemed to have forgotten to take the teapot away and replace it with another pot of water to boil.

Yan Ruoli was curious and walked over to him and asked: "Little brother, the water is boiling. Why don't you change a pot? Can't you lift it?"

The child shook his head: "No, the teapot is not very heavy, I can lift it. I just want to see more steam."

When he spoke, he didn't look at Yan Ruoli, but still stared at the teapot.

This time Yan Ruoli saw clearly that what he was staring at was not the teapot, but the steam coming out of the teapot.

"What's so good about steam?" Yan Ruoli asked.

The child pointed at the steam and said, "Look, the steam can lift the lid of the teapot. Isn't it very powerful?"

Yan Ruoli's heart moved, and she remembered the allusions she had learned in the textbook.

She had no intention of guiding the child and echoed him: "Yes, it seems quite big."

The child's eyes were full of curiosity: "Water is so soft and weak, why is it so strong after it turns into steam?"

Yan Ruoli spread her hands: "I don't know either. Maybe it's because it's very hot?"

"Definitely," the child nodded vigorously, "the firewood heated it and transferred strength to it, and it became strong. A little water can lift the lid. If there is more water, right? Can you lift heavier things?"

Yan Ruoli didn't want to answer the conversation anymore. She didn't want the incident to develop in a certain direction because she let something slip.

Could it be that the development of things in the world always follows such a pattern?

If not this person, would someone else have invented it?

Will this kid invent the steam engine in the future?

Will the world enter the steam age?

The owner of the tea shed came over and took away the boiled teapot, and also brought a pot of cold water and put it on the stove.

He smiled and said to Yan Ruoli: "The guest is laughing at me, this kid always has some weird ideas in his mind, and he can't even concentrate on making a fire."

Yan Ruoli said: "It's rare for him to have these ideas. Is he in school? He may be suitable to be a craftsman in the future."

Craftsmen are no longer considered low-status people in this world. Skilled craftsmen have a guaranteed income and are respected.

At least, becoming a craftsman would be a better way out for this child than inheriting this tea shed.

The owner of the tea shed smiled and said: "He is in school. The school is on holiday today, and he came to the tea shed to help. My guest, do you think he is suitable to be a craftsman?"

Yan Ruoli said: "I just think it's good that he has these ideas. As for whether he is interested in craftsmen and whether he has the patience to implement his ideas, it depends on himself."

Before the tea shed owner could answer, the child rushed to say: "I want to be a craftsman. I must study hard and build a very big machine in the future and use steam to push it."

Yan Ruoli secretly thought, indeed, geniuses are of the same blood.

Maybe he can actually build a steam engine.

The owner of the tea shed frowned and said, "You always think about these unrealistic things. What can water vapor do? It disappears as soon as it appears. You'd better be pragmatic."

The child looked sad, with a look of dissatisfaction on his eyebrows, but he did not refute the tea shed owner's words. It seemed that he was used to being beaten.

Yan Ruoli couldn't bear it and said, "This idea may not be unrealistic. It doesn't matter if you fail if you do what you really want to do."

The child's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Really?"

"Really." Yan Ruoli touched his head.

The owner of the tea shed shook his head and turned around to pour tea for the guests.

It was not easy for him to refute what the guest said, whether it was reasonable or not.

But it’s not a big deal. As a child, some thoughts are normal.When he grows up in the future, he will know what to do and what not to do.

The child was overjoyed when he got the answer in the affirmative. He sat back by the stove and added a lot of fire to the stove.

Apparently, he wanted to boil the water quickly so he could continue to observe the water vapor.

Yan Ruoli felt a little regretful. Will what she said affect the child's future life?

Will it affect the development trajectory of the world?

He had clearly planned not to participate in the development of science and technology in this world, but because he couldn't bear the child's sadness, he kept saying more.

However, the child is still young. Although he thinks so now, maybe he will forget it in a few years.

Yan Ruoli felt that she had said the wrong thing and felt unhappy, so she pulled Ye Weiyun away from the tea shed and continued on the road.

They left on horseback, and everyone in the tea shed was looking at their backs, except for the child who was concentrating on lighting the fire.

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared that everyone in the tea shed let out bursts of admiration.

"What a fairy-like person. I thought such characters could only exist in paintings."

"You are wrong. They are more beautiful than the people in the painting."

"Yes, it looks better than what is described in the book. This is simply beyond words."

“Today is such a blessing, and it’s worth remembering for the rest of my life.”

Amidst the admiration, there was an old man's voice that said with a little doubt: "Why do I feel that they look so much like two people?"

"Which two people?" someone asked.

The old man said in an uncertain tone: "I think they look very much like the Emperor and the Queen Mother."