Chapter 224: Chapter 137: Don’t Tell Me You Have Another Good Idea?

Gu Gaoxu rode at the very front of the procession, head held high and chest puffed out, his eyes scanning the flowers and plants along the roadside.

For Gu Gaoxu, going to the Imperial Capital was an order from his old man, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go.

Fortunately, he was going with Lu Yuan. With Lu Yuan around, there were always some new and unusual things to see, which satisfied his craving for novelty.

Gu Gaochi was heavyset and unsuited for riding, so he followed behind Gu Gaoxu in a carriage.

Behind him were Lu Yuan and his family, with a group of Mansion Guards on horseback bringing up the rear.

"What are you tinkering with now?" Su Liyan’s large eyes were fixed on Lu Yuan’s face.

Lu Yuan looked at the book on his lap, his hands fiddling with a long, black tube.

Lu Yuan’s serious expression gave him a scholarly air, yet it also held a hint of handsomeness.

Su Liyan couldn’t resist leaning in and giving him a kiss.

"Ahem..." Su Liyan’s mother coughed from the side, a seemingly casual reminder.

’This daughter of mine is wonderful in every way, but the moment she sees her son-in-law, her eyes just light up. She spoils Lu Yuan rotten.’

Su Liyan’s mother was no ordinary person; she was perfectly aware of her daughter and son-in-law sneaking around for the past few days.

’But that wasn’t important. It was her daughter’s good fortune to be able to marry a man like him.’

Lu Yuan gestured with the black tube in his hand and said, "This is a type of weapon. It’s a bit of a pain to make, but after studying it for the past few days, I’m finally making some headway."

Lu Yuan was making this thing purely as a precaution.

’I cultivate the *True Martial* and *Holy Body* arts. I’m pretty sure that in my current state, no ordinary person or evil spirit can defeat me.’

’But then again, people are inherently a bit lazy, I suppose. I just want to find a shortcut.’

’Why waste time talking when you can just get physical? And if you can kill them, you might as well not leave any survivors.’

’Uh, no, that’s not quite right. It’s more like, if you can get something done with the flick of a finger, why bother doing it the hard way?’ 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

’Isn’t that just how modern people think?’

’If you can ride, you don’t walk. If you can drive, you don’t bike.’

This gadget in his hand was an upgraded version of the one from a few days ago.

That’s right, an upgraded Automatic Rifle.

Lu Yuan felt his accuracy was a little too poor.

Since he couldn’t snipe an enemy from 800 meters away, he figured he might as well tinker with the rifle to pass the time on their boring journey.

’It was also a good way to distract myself. After all, it wasn’t right to spend all my time holding my wife’s big snake tail and... sucking on it.’

’Was Lu Yuan truly a man who lusted after women?’

...

「Meanwhile, back in Taiping City.」

Zhao Qiao’Er was lying comfortably in an automatic rocking chair, swaying gently as she basked in the sun.

It was as pleasant as could be; she couldn’t have been more comfortable.

This automatic rocking chair was made by Lu Yuan.

For Lu Yuan, making something like this was just too easy.

It had no real technological complexity. As long as the structure of the automatic rocking chair was sturdy and stable enough, all that was left was to provide a power source.

For comfort, he just had to add soft cushions.

The sturdiness of the automatic rocking chair was mainly a matter of it being able to withstand the power generated by a Spirit Stone.

And also to support the incredibly voluptuous Zhao Qiao’Er, who stood at a towering six-foot-two.

"Madam Zhao," called out two Mansion Guards as they entered the Zhao Family’s courtyard, one after the other.

Zhao Qiao’Er opened her eyes and looked at the two men before her.

They were the Zhao Family Guards who had left with her sweetheart.

"Is my sweetheart back?" Zhao Qiao’Er was ecstatic.

’I can’t believe it’s been less than a month and my sweetheart is already back.’

’She truly missed her passionate days with her sweetheart.’

The word "passionate" could apply to Su Liyan, and it could also apply to Song Meiqin.

But it didn’t seem quite applicable to Zhao Qiao’Er. Her braying, like a donkey’s, could always be heard by half the mansion.

Of course, Zhao Qiao’Er wasn’t entirely to blame. It was really because Lu Yuan showed her absolutely no mercy in bed.

On several occasions, it took Zhao Qiao’Er a long time to slowly bring her legs back together and gradually recover.

"Madam Zhao, the Young Master has not returned. He only entrusted us with delivering this item to you and Madam Song."

Zhao Qiao’Er slowly unwrapped the package. Two items came into view.

A black box, with what looked like a letter resting on top of it.

Zhao Qiao’Er didn’t touch the two items, because she knew her sweetheart had sent them for the two of them—for both her and her dear friend.

Zhao Qiao’Er wanted to look at them together with Song Meiqin. ’A good man is meant to be shared, after all.’

Zhao Qiao’Er shouted at the top of her lungs, but no one answered.

’That friend of mine is always wandering in and out all day. How come I haven’t seen hide nor hair of her today?’

’She probably went to the factory outside the city again. She really is a hard worker.’

"Go on, you two, go to the factory outside the city and find my friend. Tell her my precious sweetheart sent a letter back."

Zhao Qiao’Er waved her hand, shooing them to go quickly.

Song Meiqin was in her work clothes, directing the workers at the factory.

The moment Song Meiqin heard her man had sent a letter, she threw all concern for her appearance to the wind and rode her bike straight back.

"You silly girl, what took you so long?" Zhao Qiao’Er said, feigning annoyance as she had grown a little impatient.

"Come on, come on, let’s see what our sweetheart wrote to us!"

Full of anticipation, Zhao Qiao’Er opened the letter.

The first line of the letter read: Mobile Phone User Manual.

????

Zhao Qiao’Er and Song Meiqin looked at each other in confusion.

They recognized all four words on the paper and could even read them when strung together, but... what did they mean?

They had no idea!

Zhao Qiao’Er immediately grew displeased and grumbled, "You tell me, what is our sweetheart trying to say?"

"The two of us have been waiting day and night, and we finally get a letter."

"And he doesn’t ask if we’re eating well, nor does he say how he’s doing."