The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

For the past two days, Tianming kept fiddling with the ink cube in his hand.No matter how he turned, he couldn't turn in the correct direction.

Angrily, Tianming slammed his head against the tree, "Ahhh..." He slapped his head frantically.

"Is it because I'm too stupid, I can't deal with such a small square. Why?" He bumped his head against the tree again: "Obviously it's so simple, old man Ban can fix it in a few strokes, why can't I get it out. why why."

"Ziming, it's going to blow your head when you hit it!" Ling Ziqing passed by and saw this scene amused.

"Uh..." Tianming stopped his act of self-harm, and turned his head to look with a bad face: "Mother"

"What? Did you encounter something unhappy?" Ling Ziqing stepped forward and stretched out his hands to rub his blushed forehead.

Tianming hung his head in desperation: "Old man Ban gave me a small cube, and said that as long as I put them back in place, he would teach me mechanism skills. But..."

"But you can't figure it out, can you?"

"Um"

Ling Zi raised a smile at the corner of her mouth: "I will teach you a formula, and then you can try it."

"Really! Okay, okay! Mother, tell me!" Tianming grabbed her clothes excitedly.

"Listen! Center left square up minus left minus up plus left plus plus plus front plus minus minus before minus. Center right square plus plus right plus minus right minus up minus plus minus before minus plus plus before plus...  ..." Ling Ziqing explained the formulas one by one: "By analogy, but do you understand?"

"Yeah, I'm going now." Tianming ran away after hearing this, and kept chanting silently in his heart along the way.

"Who?" Ling Zi leaned towards the eaves, but there was no one there.Squinting her eyes and looking at it coldly, she couldn't possibly feel wrong, there must have been someone there just now.

Suddenly the flash of light on the eaves caught her attention, and she jumped up and saw a thumb-sized red bead in the crack of the hut.

Picking up the little bead, Ling Ziqing thought about it.Feeling a slight fluctuation in the bead, she poured spiritual power into it, but to her surprise, there seemed to be something absorbing the spiritual power she poured into it.

"Zi Qing, what are you doing up there?" Yan Lu walked on the lawn, followed by a man in red who was not familiar with him.

"Ah, it's okay." Ling Ziqing put away the beads and flew down in front of Yan Lu: "Second Senior Brother, where are you going?"

"I'm going to visit my uncle!" Looking at her again, he said, "You should go too, but my uncle mentioned that you have time to sit with him."

Ling Ziqing nodded in response: "Okay."

"Mr. Yan Lu, I don't know who this girl is?" The red-clothed man's cold eyes flashed a hint of surprise, he looked at the smiling woman in front of him, but the coldness in his eyes immediately aroused his interest.

Ling Ziqing frowned subconsciously, she didn't like this man very much, especially those eyes.

"Of course it's Zifang's wife." At this time, Zhang Liang's voice came from behind Yan Lu: "Second Senior Brother, Master Leng."

"Mr. Zhang Liang is too polite." Leng Qinglian felt a little pity when she heard that the woman was already someone else's wife.

A cold light flashed across Zhang Liang's dark eyes, and he took Ling Ziqing's hand naturally over his side: "Then second senior brother, Zifang and Qing'er will go to the uncle's place first."

"Okay! We'll go there later." Yan Luer replied for the first time.

When he couldn't see the figure behind him, Zhang Liang said to Ling Ziqing cautiously: "It is best to stay away from Leng Qinglian in the future, he is very dangerous."

"I see." Ling Ziqing kept thinking in her heart, could the person on the roof be the same person named Leng Qinglian?

Looking at the silent man, Zhang Liang's eyes darkened.Qing'er was thinking about something, she looked so suspicious.