Yang Fan didn't believe that other time travelers could create aircraft and cannons on their own.

He is systematic and does not have such high requirements. As long as the time is right, he believes that he will be able to find a development path suitable for Datang in this land.

Drowsily, a faint fragrance came to my nose, and a small hand gently held my arm.

After a while, a gentle body leaned against him.

Yang Fan stretched out his big hand and hugged a slender willow waist.

Wu Meiniang was startled by Yang Fan's surprise. She let out a sweet cry and nervously turned her head to look outside.

It was almost dinner time, and people were coming and going outside the main hall. From time to time, maids and servants passed by. It would be so embarrassing if someone bumped into me!

However, Yang Fan had just left the firearms workshop to her without reservation, and this trust was enough to make her feel tender.

Although he knew that it was not good for his servants to see him in such a crooked manner, he still couldn't help himself and refused, so he moved to the couch and leaned into Yang Fan's arms, his pretty face as beautiful as the clouds.

Yang Fan tightened his hand, chuckled, opened his eyes and teased: "Meiniang is so hungry? It seems that your husband didn't work hard enough last night! You need to continue working hard tonight."

"What nonsense are you talking about, husband? Where can you find Meiniang?" Wu Meiniang was immediately ashamed.

He gently pinched Yang Fan's soft flesh with his small hand and said coquettishly: "I saw that my husband was too tired after returning from the expedition, so I just wanted to comfort you. I didn't expect that you are not strong enough to deliberately disturb his body. I am a weak person."

How can a woman break free?"

Yang Fan chuckled and said nothing.

Wu Meiniang's cheeks were red, her watery almond eyes stared at Yang Fan, and she asked tenderly: "Husband, why are you so kind to my family? Meiniang is so lucky."

This question has been buried in Wu Meiniang's heart for too long.

Nowadays, Junyangfang's business is getting bigger and bigger like a snowball, and it has gradually become a transshipment center for Guanzhong goods, and the money coming in every day is like running water.

Moreover, she, a concubine, had full control over all matters in the Yang Mansion, but Yang Fan ignored them and let her make the decision in everything.

Of course Wu Meiniang can appreciate her husband's trust, and it can be seen that Yang Fan really likes her from the bottom of his heart.

Now, the firearms workshop has also been handed over to her, Wu Meiniang can feel it.

This firearms workshop is completely different from those businesses that are only for making money. Yang Fan attaches great importance to it as never before, and is even more delighted than the emperor who promoted him to a higher rank.

But Yang Fan handed over such an important thing to her without hesitation, how could she not be moved.

Yang Fan stood up and hugged Wu Meiniang horizontally, his generous palms caressing her delicate and smooth body through the thin shirt, and said with a smile:

"Mei Niang, do you know what I value most in this life?"

Before Wu Meiniang could answer, Yang Fan continued: "In a person's life, there are parents, lovers, children, friends..."

"My parents gave birth to me and raised me, but they are no longer here..."

"Brothers and friends believe in me, but in the end they can only stay friends..."

"Even if they have sons or daughters in the future, they will have their own families..."

"Only my wife and lover can accompany me throughout my life and be with me. Although I cannot allow you to be my wife, you are the eternal lover in my heart. Why can't I have no reservations about my lover?"

To stay together for a lifetime... This is more beautiful than any love words.

Have women in this era ever heard of a man making such a promise?

What's more, she is facing a concubine like her, which can make a woman intoxicated more than any love words.

What woman wouldn’t be crazy in love with such a unique and independent man, and what woman wouldn’t be willing to give her all without regrets?

Wu Meiniang felt a surge of love rising from the bottom of her heart, completely melting her in an instant.

But how can Wu Meiniang care so much? Even if she is burned to death and turned into pools of blood, what's the harm?

She knew that she would never be able to live without this man in this life, and she would rather live in this raging love.

At this time, Wu Meiniang was so emotional that she stood up, turned her head and gave her a sweet kiss.

At this time, she felt that she was the luckiest woman in the world.

Once upon a time, her two brothers could not tolerate her, so they had to secretly participate in the talent show and recommend themselves to the palace.

Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, and instead of serving the emperor, he devoted himself to Yang Fan.

I thought I would only be a concubine in this life, staying alone in an empty house and feeling miserable all my life.

Unexpectedly, meeting such a great man with a broad mind was a blessing that Wu Meiniang had cultivated in her eight lifetimes.

With a husband like this, what else could she ask for?

After a period of warmth, it was getting late.

Seeing the lights gradually brightening, Yang Fan lowered his head and asked: "Meiniang, didn't Princess Gaoyang say she would stay in Junyangfang for a few days? Why didn't she see her? Where did she go?"

Wu Meiniang said seriously: "The new year is approaching. Didn't the imperial court send Mr. Wei Ting, the Minister of Civil Affairs, to calculate the taxes payable? As Princess Gaoyang's official wife, I am just a concubine. Of course, I have to leave the matter to her, otherwise I will still have to pay the tax.

I thought I had the exclusive authority over you!"

Yang Fan was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Wu Mei Niang and Princess Gao Yang seemed to be on good terms with each other on the surface, but she was also playing tricks on her.

Wu Meiniang was able to manage a large trading company in Nuo Da efficiently because she used the accounting method given to her by Yang Fan.

It is impossible for someone like Princess Gaoyang who has never been exposed to it to understand it. Asking her to reconcile accounts is like putting her on the fire!

Obviously, Wu Meiniang wanted Princess Gaoyang to retreat in the face of difficulties so that she could seize power from her after entering the palace.

Seeing Yang Fan's half-smiling expression, Wu Meiniang lowered her head in embarrassment, waved Yangfan's arm and said coquettishly: "Husband..."

Wu Meiniang knew that her little thoughts had been seen through by the man in front of her.

Although Yang Fan didn't mind too much, this sign was not very good, so he had to say sincerely: "Mei Niang, my husband knows the anxiety in your heart, but everything is going well with the family. Although my husband is a little greedy, I still hope to see you live in harmony.

get along."

"If you keep fighting with each other all day long, wouldn't this home become a cold cage? My husband hopes that this home will be a haven for you to take shelter from the wind, not another battlefield."

Wu Meiniang lowered her head in shame and pouted, feeling extremely aggrieved: "I will never dare to do this again."

"Okay, you can hang an oil lamp on your mouth, but I promise you, husband, what is yours will always be yours, not to mention the princess, not even the emperor." Yang Fan said in a sonorous tone.

What else could Wu Meiniang say, she was already so moved.

As night fell, the exhausted Princess Gaoyang walked into the main hall accompanied by her maid.

Seeing the two Yang Fans who were getting tired, Princess Gao Yang said with full of grievance: "Mr. Lang, Gao Yang doesn't want to take care of those messy accounts. You can let Mei Niang do it. The mountain of accounts almost makes Gao Yang exhausted."
Chapter completed!