The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

The first time Shen Qinglan saw Yu Paner, he felt that she was very special.

It's like the feeling of living in the sunshine without experiencing any wind, frost or rain.

But Yu Pan'er clearly lives in a remote mountain village, so how could she have such eyes?

But now...

After seeing the woman in front of him, Shen Qinglan's strange feeling resurfaced.

The woman in front of him was wearing a lake blue men's suit, with her long hair tied up high and fixed with only a jade hairpin. She looked heroic.

At this moment, she was staring at him with admiration, her eyes sparkling. The way she looked at him was even more passionate than looking at gold.

Shen Qinglan took a sip of tea, smiled and suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and asked:

"I wonder what important matter has the young lady come to see me for?"

When the woman heard Shen Qinglan speak, she seemed to realize the purpose of her visit. She immediately stepped forward and grabbed Shen Qinglan's hand, saying seriously:

"Hello, Princess Zhan! It's my honor to meet you!"

"You may not know me, but it doesn't matter. My name is Feng Yuwan. I'm eighteen years old this year. I'm the daughter of the magistrate of Yushan County. I made some money by writing some storybooks, so I came to the capital specifically to open up the market."

"Although these storybooks I wrote don't have much substance, they can really make money. They just happened to fill the gap in the storybook industry in the capital! I'm also proficient in political intrigues, suspense, etc...."

"In short, this industry will definitely shine in my hands in the future."

"I……"

Shen Qinglan listened to Feng Yuwan desperately introducing herself in front of him. Her eyes were still bright and her rosy little mouth kept chattering, which made him feel helpless and funny.

This girl came to see me specially, could it be that she wanted to talk to me about the prospects of the script?

But speaking of this story, Shen Qinglan remembered that Huo Qiyu and the others had mentioned the stories with strange names that were popular in Beijing recently, and couldn't help but ask:

"You wrote those novels that are popular in the capital recently?"

As soon as Shen Qinglan finished speaking, Feng Yuwan's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly:

"Princess, have you read what I wrote? What do you think? If there is anything you want to improve, please tell me."

Shen Qinglan really didn't expect that the author of the story that Huo Qiyu and the others mentioned would actually come to her door himself.

However, she had not read how it was written, so naturally she could not comment on it. She just smiled and asked:

"So Miss Feng came to me to ask me to support your industry?"

Feng Yuwan paused for a moment after hearing this, patted her head in annoyance, and quickly shook her head, saying solemnly:

"No, no, look, I'm so happy to see you, Princess Zhan, that I almost forgot why I came to see you..."

Having said that, Feng Yuwan glanced cautiously at Shuyu beside Shen Qinglan, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Shen Qinglan saw that the girl probably really wanted to tell her a secret, so she smiled and said:

"Miss Feng, please speak frankly. There are no outsiders here."

Feng Yuwan glanced at Shuyu, then retracted her gaze and said seriously:

"I came to you this time because I want to tell you something. There is something wrong with a yard in the suburbs of Beijing!"

"Ok?"

Shen Qinglan's heart skipped a beat and he was a little surprised.

For some reason, her first reaction was to Yu Paner, who lived in the Ninth Prince's villa.

Although surprised, Shen Qinglan's face remained calm. He just looked at Feng Yuwan in front of him, waiting for her to continue.

To be honest, Feng Yuwan seems to be similar to Yu Paner, but also somewhat different.

Yu Pan'er likes to keep all her thoughts to herself and pretend to be mysterious.

But Feng Yuwan in front of him had a purer mind, and it seemed that all her thoughts were shown on her face. Even at this moment, when she looked like she was about to tell someone something, she was still very lively and adorable.

Feng Yuwan didn't know what Shen Qinglan was thinking. After pondering for a while, she spoke:

"Someone in the suburbs of Beijing wants to make explosives. Princess Zhan, do you know anything about explosives?"

Shen Qinglan pondered for a while, then asked, "Are you talking about gunpowder? The kind used in fireworks and firecrackers?"

"Yes, but this explosive is more powerful than fireworks and firecrackers, and its lethality is even more astonishing! If it were made by that person, I'm afraid it would cause great loss of life."

Feng Yuwan explained to Shen Qinglan seriously, looking a little anxious.

Shen Qinglan's eyes fell on Feng Yuwan and asked:

"How can people be devastated?"

At this moment, Feng Yuwan seemed like a different person. Although the worry on her face was still there, she looked more professional.

Moreover, Shen Qinglan could clearly feel that the other party wanted to explain it to her from an angle that she could understand:

"The power of this explosive is amazing. It only takes one person to control it. It can even be as powerful as a hundred. Even the most powerful master will be doomed if he encounters it!"

"But this kind of thing shouldn't appear at this time. I've done some research, and our era is similar to the Tang Dynasty I know."

"If this explosive appeared at this time, it would be like modern people using bazookas to fight cavemen."

"History needs to be experienced. If you don't experience it, it would be like forcing things to grow! It may not be a good thing for the whole world! And that... well, she's my fellow countryman, right? Her radicalism is not a good thing."

Feng Yuwan said this, then she took Shen Qinglan's hand again, tightened it, and said seriously:

"So, Princess Zhan, go and stop her! You must not let her really get that thing out, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Although Feng Yuwan didn't know who was refining the gunpowder, that person was so secretive and must not be a good person.

Feng Yuwan is living a good life now, and so are the people, so she doesn't want anyone to disrupt such a life.

Shen Qinglan didn't say anything, but just looked at Feng Yuwan quietly, but his heart was filled with turmoil.

From what Feng Yuwan said, Shen Qinglan could be sure of one thing: Feng Yuwan and Yu Paner probably once lived in the same world.

It is known that Yu Pan'er is not from this era, so it is equivalent to saying that Feng Yuwan is not from this era either?

She had heard Yu Pan'er talk about time travel... That meant that Feng Yuwan and Yu Pan'er both traveled through time, and from the future.

But Feng Yuwan just mentioned that their era is most likely different from the historical era she has known. Does that mean that perhaps the future generations Feng Yuwan experienced are slightly different from those experienced by Yu Paner?

However, Yu Paner was extremely ambitious and pretended to be harmless at first. How much truth was there in what Feng Yuwan said?

Feng Yuwan was probably a little tingling under the look in Shen Qinglan's eyes, and she quickly raised her three index fingers and swore solemnly:

"Princess Zhan, please believe me! If I lie to you, make me gain ten pounds and make me a vegetarian for the rest of my life!"

"If it really doesn't work, if I lie to you, then, let me be poor and destitute for the rest of my life, unable to earn a dime, and unable to sleep with a muscular man with eight-pack abs! How do you think?"

When Feng Yuwan said this, she was already heartbroken!

She has already sworn such a vicious oath!

If the Princess Zhan in front of her still doesn't believe her, what else can she do?

Shen Qinglan couldn't help but laugh when she saw the pained look on Feng Yuwan's face.

Then, Shen Qinglan asked seriously: "Why did you come to see me?"