Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

Chapter 1066 It's a pity, I don't know.
If we take the timeline of the road renovation as the standard, then it makes sense that the well was filled in after the road was repaired, so why is it gone?

But what's unusual about the area ahead is that it's still a green belt, not to mention that the trees were all cut down for heating back then, but now even the artificial hills are still faintly visible.

"Good question!" Gu Wenxuan praised, then immediately withdrew his thumb, spread his hands, shrugged, grinned at Zhou Banxia, ​​and winked, "Unfortunately, I don't know."

What a strange sight!
Zhou Banxia couldn't help but punch him, "I'm leaving. There are too many things I can't figure out, I'm not going to think about them anymore."

Upon hearing this, Gu Wenxuan abandoned his pretense of slander and immediately gave her a princess carry, then turned around and ran towards the gate.

"Wait, wait, I haven't finished speaking yet. Can we now be sure that there is no spacetime tunnel here at all?"

Gu Wenxuan nodded and smiled as he ran, "It's pretty much confirmed. If we can see Haozi's house, he might even leave us a note reminding us where the time portal is."

When I first arrived, I dreamt that a rat was burning a house and paper money for us. I wondered if it was because he had asked a high monk to send us blessings. If so, he must want us to be able to go back.

If that's the case, any miracle is possible. It's not that there's no possibility of a time portal, it's just that we don't know if he escaped that day—"

This is even harder to determine than the former.

Such a massive earthquake, coupled with a sudden and unexpected flood, meant that even a helicopter might not have been able to save anyone.

You two might even become sworn brothers who say, "We don't ask to be born on the same day, but we wish to die on the same day." So you can't make oaths lightly.

While silently complaining, Zhou Banxia noticed that Gu Wenxuan's pace slowed down from running to walking, and decided to offer him some comfort.

"Nothing should happen!"

Okay, no need to coax anymore.

"Even if he wasn't here that day, he had a top-tier soldier with him. If he hadn't survived and had transmigrated, he couldn't have gone so long without contacting us, right? He couldn't have failed to recognize the code."

This refers to the logo engraved on the outer packaging of our own scented soap. Given that our scented soap is sold all over the country, anyone who sees the box should be able to recognize it.

Unless, of course, he ends up in some remote mountain village, a place so far from the prefecture that he can't even leave, then there's nothing he can do.

But how could that be? If they're birds of a feather, they must be pretty smart. What could possibly prevent them from leaving? The most likely explanation is that they haven't actually traveled through time.

Only this possibility holds true. Zhou Banxia didn't believe Gu Wenxuan couldn't think of this. It could only mean that her man now deeply felt that he could no longer find a like-minded best friend.

If Haozi were here, wouldn't he have a son? What a perfect candidate to show off! But he can't see him anymore, so he's feeling incredibly frustrated. Just wait, he'll change the subject immediately.

After reminiscing about his best friend, he'll definitely move on to how happy his uncle and the others will be to find out he has a son, and then he'll praise his son again.

This tactic is all too familiar; it's just that they used to praise her, but now they're praising their son.

listen!
coming!

You heartless and insane Gu Chuichui!

"Hahaha..." Zhou Banxia patted Gu Wenxuan's shoulder, who had just entered the living room and started praising their son as she expected, indicating that he could put her down. What's it like to be interrupted halfway through a sentence? Gu Wenxuan chuckled and patted her bottom, "You won't let me say how well-behaved our son is outside, and you can't say it here either."

I'm not just stating the facts; look around and see which other son is that young and can distinguish between day and night, and have a different sleep schedule, like our son does.

Yes, everyone else's sons are stupid, but your son is the smartest. As long as he sees his parents before going to sleep at night, he doesn't need them to stay with him when he wakes up.

Zhou Banxia nodded in agreement with amusement and was walking towards the study when Gu Wenxuan stopped her. "Relax, I don't plan to start drawing the draft tonight."

"We always need to come up with some ideas first, and once we've arranged everything else, it can take ten days to half a month to finalize the draft. Then we have to draw the preliminary sketches. It's never going to end."

"Smart!" Workaholics are the worst, Gu Wenxuan gave a thumbs up. "The fact that Princess Yongning only had Senior Brother Qian send it now means she has plenty of time."

It's already May. Asking you to embroider in June or July is not suitable for embroidery in hot weather. It should be after the Mid-Autumn Festival at the earliest.

"Don't rush to come up with a plan. Regardless of whether your husband writes back soon, you should first write him a letter about receiving these five brocade boxes today."

Zhou Banxia had the same idea.

Otherwise, why go to the study first?
If one were to embroider a picture to present to the current emperor, one would always need to obtain the uncle's permission before starting.

"Sir, he certainly knows what to pay attention to and what to avoid, and he also understands the current emperor's preferences. Listening to his advice will definitely not be wrong."

In this matter, the master will definitely maximize your interests. At the very least, you will not be granted the title of princess, but you will be granted the title of county princess.

Even if you don't have the title of county lord without a fief, when you inherit the princess's mansion, wouldn't you also be inheriting your master's title to some extent?

The master still cares about this point; otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to inherit the princess's mansion. After all, if you never have an official title, how can it still be considered your residence?

Zhou Banxia wanted to say that she never considered the Princess's mansion as her own, but she couldn't bring herself to say it. It wasn't her mansion, so how come she brought back so many things?

One wrong step leads to another, and you'll never be able to stand up straight again!

“If the name is not correct, the words will not be proper. Don’t think that the things inside are your master’s and mother’s belongings, so they belong to you. They are a completely different matter from the princess’s mansion.”

Is that what I thought?
It's not like you and your uncle and elder brother are on the same page, constantly saying that the things inside are the things inside, and the courtyard is the courtyard, and they shouldn't be mixed up.
Wouldn't mixing them all together benefit the Imperial Household Department or something? It would be better to get our hands on the things inside first, and then when the courtyard is taken back, they will still belong to the Zhou family.

As Gu Wenxuan was speaking, he saw Zhou Banxia looking speechless, one hand on her forehead and the other pointing at him with her finger, which almost made him burst out laughing. He cleared his throat and continued.

"Don't be fooled by the fact that the gentleman has repeatedly submitted memorials requesting the title of Duke of Liang. How could he possibly refuse it? There must be some more suitable opportunity that's missing."

For example, when the centennial commemoration of the late Duke of Liang is held, wouldn't it be just the right time to bestow honors upon the descendants of the late Duke of Liang? I estimate yours is similar.

Either when it's the anniversary of your master's death, or when it's the anniversary of your master's mother's death, you'll probably be granted the title of princess or county princess by then.

Princess Yongning probably figured it out too, otherwise a princess from a princely mansion who was afraid of getting involved in trouble and left the capital early wouldn't be meddling and giving you advice.

There's a saying that the emperor's will is unfathomable. What kind of deep sisterly affection would make someone so willing to try to guess the emperor's will for the sake of their former sisters' and their children's interests?