Yuan Baoer knew nothing about this.

In fact, even if she knew it, she didn't care.

She knew very well that everything she did was under surveillance. No matter how humble or respectful the palace maid was, she could not erase the fact that she was surveillance.

After the unpleasant conversation that day, the Right King never entered the inner hall again.

Yuan Baoer seemed to care, and wrote and painted every day, and one day he asked the palace maid to read a few books.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and the right king carefully put the paper aside and turned to look at Zama.

"The person hasn't been found yet?"

Zama bowed, "The whereabouts of the rest of the party are secret and good at lurking. I am already thinking of ways, but the effect is very little."

The right king looked up, only met Zama's head, and sighed softly, "You are still angry with me."

"I dare not," Zama knelt down, respectful and polite, and was polite, "Kuha is the lord of a country, how dare I have any complaints."

The right king walked around the desk and helped the horse up.

"Do you think that I let go of those Xia Guo's fine deeds and my head was so dazed?"

I pursed my lips and looked extremely ugly. Obviously that's what I thought.

The Right King went back to the desk and took out a few pieces of paper.

"Look at this."

Zama took it and saw that it was an overview of planting crops, "Kuha, I don't understand this."

"Yes," sighed the right king: "Not only you, how many people do Tuman understand?"

"But she is very good at this. I also found out that even in Xia Kingdom, her abilities are also top-notch."

The right king said: "Think about it, what would we do if she could stay here?"

The warehouse is full of grain and crops are everywhere. The army will no longer lack food and grass, and will have to make the war horses into jerky meat.

Such thoughts flashed through Zama's mind.

The right king whispered: "We have countless land here, but few people, why?"

"Isn't it just that I can't support it?"

"But if we don't lack food, will there be fewer people?"

With more slaves, the private soldiers in their hands will naturally increase, and their power will increase greatly.

Zama's face improved with the naked eye.

"Kuha is very far-sighted, I am shallow," he knelt on one knee and performed a warrior ceremony, representing surrender and recognition.

The Right King breathed a light sigh. He was his greatest combat power, so it would be better to be able to convince him.

"But that girl won't agree, right?"

Zama is one of the few people who have had many contacts with Yuan Baoer and has some understanding of her personality.

The Right King smiled softly, "It's okay, as long as she is here, as long as she can't run out, even if she doesn't agree, she will lose to Daxia."

Zama smiled.

"We must hurry up on the matters of the rest of the party," the right king returned to the cold supreme, "especially there may be her husband here. If you catch him, you will be killed immediately."

When he said this, his face was full of murderousness and his whole body seemed murderous.

Zama answered loudly and strolled out with his waist.

In the inner hall, Yuan Baoer began to write his experience again.

But this time she was obviously lazy and only wrote two pictures a day and stopped writing.

Of course, these two pieces of paper will not be in front of you until the next day. Wherever you go, I will not say it, but we know each other well.

After another half a month, Yuan Baoer's hand was injured.

The wound was not big and the blood was stopped soon.

It was just on the index finger and I couldn't write, so the writing stopped.

Yuan Baoer was bored and started playing chess with herself.

The palace maids knew very little about Go, so they could not draw the chess score.

When the Right King learned about it, he hummed unexpectedly, "She will enjoy herself."

He picked up the overview that Yuan Baoer wrote before and looked at it one by one.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly remembered something. He summarized all the papers he brought into one place. He should have read them all and angrily pounded the table.

"hateful."

The eunuch was confused and heard a loud noise in the room, followed by the complaint from the right king. He immediately shrank his neck and stood outside the door.

The Right King stared at the manuscript in front of him angrily, and smoked from his seven orifices.

Yuan Baoer did write about planting, but she wrote an overview.

As we all know, the overview is basically about writing a beginning that everyone knows, and then throwing a suspense, and it will be over.

As for other key points and precautions, as well as preparations for the solar term, she did not write them all.

Because she wrote intermittently, the Right King took it again, and there were a lot of official duties that needed to be handled every day, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. After reading it himself, he actually felt lonely.

He was so angry that he fought in front of the dragon throne with his hands behind his back for several turns, but in the end he couldn't stand the desire for knowledge in his heart and came to the inner hall.

Yuan Baoer was still playing chess, but when he saw him coming, he put down the chess piece.

The right king sat opposite her, picked up the chess piece and fell.

Yuan Baoer raised her eyebrows slightly. This time she was not polite at all. She killed him with the force of sweeping thousands of troops.

"It's hard for you to play chess with me," said the Right King depressed.

Yuan Baoer knew that he was not talking about it now.

She nodded and said without any hesitation: "It's really difficult."

At that time, in order to make herself look like a stinky chess basket, she didn't know how much effort she had squandered.

It's hard to say, but there are really not many.

"Why?"

He whispered, "I treat you sincerely, but you treat me as a fool."

Yuan Baoer pulled the corner of her mouth. There was no need to make any warmth at this moment. She said bluntly: "I originally meant to be King Zuo, but you carried me into the mansion. Later, I thought it would be fine, so I just started a war between you brothers, but I didn't expect King Zuo to be so naughty and you are so strong."

The Right King was silent for a long time before he stood up, "I know what you are thinking. I will not kill you, even if you anger me."

After saying that, he rushed out of the door quickly.

He then beat the wall hard after he walked around the inner hall.

Just now, he really wanted to strangle that woman to death.

But reason told him not to, because that was exactly what she was thinking.

After a few strokes, my fists became red and swollen again.

The eunuch glanced secretly, not daring to speak.

At this time, the Right King was full of fire. Although he was an eunuch, he did not have the face of the woman in the inner hall. I was afraid that if a look was wrong, he might lose his life.

Yuan Baoer watched the Right King leave and sighed softly.

The palace maid saw her slowly packing up the chess pieces, but her expression was very lonely and a little confused.

"Since you are unhappy, why do you still have to be angry on purpose?"

Yuan Baoer turned around and looked over, and the palace maid realized that she had actually asked.

Yuan Baoer smiled without answering.

She was not so kind enough to explain to the monitor.

There has been no news for the right king this time.

During this period, Yuan Baoer received a letter from the veteran.
Chapter completed!