Qingyue learned that Xia Qian was going to visit Huo Zun, and hurriedly packed up a lot of food.

When she had packed up her things, she went out without breakfast, and when she came back she brought a basket of wool.

"Qingyue, what are you doing with this wool?" Yu Nuan asked puzzled.

"The last time I secretly went to see the young master, I found that he was assigned to the Huotou Battalion, and the worst errand in the Huotou Battalion was to wash the pots and dishes, wash the rice, and wash the vegetables, and those subordinates of Kuo Tianchen must have pressed this errand on the young master's head. It was a place for 3,000 people to eat, and on such a cold day, our young master who washed and scrubbed every day could stand it, and his hands were full of blood after freezing and cracking. I'm going to use this wool to pack him in a hand warmer so he can put it on his hand when he's fine! ”

Yu Nuan couldn't close her mouth with a smile, and quipped: "Hand warmers? The old lady only uses things, your young master is a big man, how do you let him use it? ”

Qingyue didn't make a sound, found two pieces of cloth and sewed them together, and began to stuff wool inside.

Xia Qian sat in the yard, looking up at the two birds chasing and playing in the trees.

Hearing a few girls talking about Huo Zun, she turned around and entered the house.

She didn't want to see or hear anything about this person.

Closing the door and sitting on the edge of the bed, the conversation between Qingyue and Yu Nuan still came into her ears intermittently, and Xia Qian simply lay down on the bed and covered her head with the quilt.

I sleep a lot on weekdays, and I can't sleep when I want to.

From time to time the lonely face popped up in her mind, he laughed at her, humiliated her, cut her hair with his sword, stabbed her clothes, stabbed her shoulders, and played with her feelings......

He trampled her dignity on the soles of his feet and made her suffer a lot of grievances.

After the images that made her cold and piercing faded, something else came to her mind:

His cold cheeks showed a once-in-a-millennium tenderness and smile, and the shocking palm, full of chilblains and cracks, had warmed her palace and invigorated her when she was dying and alive in pain;

At the threshold of life and death, he dragged his weak body around the cave to look for her, and endured the pain of stomach bleeding all night in order not to alarm his father;

In order to protect her, he knelt in front of Lin twice;

After Bai Bing revealed his flaws, he was cruel and ruthless, but he still didn't hurt their lives after all......

She didn't want to think about these things for more than 50 days, because every time she thought about it, her heart hurt once.

But today, when she thinks about these things again, she feels a lot calmer, and she can no longer set off the waves of the past.

"It's all gone!"

She sighed softly, calmed down and quickly fell asleep.

When she woke up from a nap, Yu Nuan was gone, and Qingyue was still pouring those wool in the yard.

"You've always been clever, and you haven't made this bag for more than an hour?"

"Young lady, don't you know, although this wool doesn't have to be bloated with cotton, it is always running out in a cloth bag, and there is no way to fix it at all!"

Xia Qian took the cloth bag sewn by Qingyue in her hand and looked at it, then pinched the handful of loose wool and looked at it for a long time, her brows tightened and tightened.

"You're going to make a hand-warming strap out of these?"

"Hmm!"

She looked at Qing Yuele and laughed: "You are really good, isn't it enough to knit a pair of gloves?" ”

Qingyue looked at her dumbfounded and asked her what the gloves were?

Xia Qian then remembered that there were no knitwear in this era, and she told Qingyue seriously for a long time, but Qingyue didn't understand it at all.

She let out a long breath and her gaze fell on the pile of wool.

"Young lady, you can teach the slave maid!"

Qingyue pleaded over and over again, this girl has always been good to her, and she hasn't done anything for her after getting along for a few months.

Besides, although Huo Zun was ruthless, he must have spared her a small life.

Before leaving, do something for them, first, to satisfy Qingyue's small will, and second, to repay him for not killing.

Xia Qian thought of this and responded.

Instructed Qingyue to cut the four chopsticks into bamboo needles, she arranged the wool in the basket neatly, twisted it into wool with her fingers, and pulled it hard, feeling that the thickness and flexibility were about the same, and began to think about coloring the wool.

There are many kinds of dyes bought on the street, but if you dye them yourself, it is inevitable that they will fade, and she will pay attention to the inspiration in her mind.

"Qingyue, go to the street to sell some grapes, this season is only available in the shop at the west entrance of the city, remember that the darker the color, the better. Plus, there's not enough wool, so you can bring some wool back! ”

At dusk, Xia Qian has already twisted all the wool into wool, pounded the grapes to extract the juice to make dye, evenly colored the wool and put it on the stove to dry.

"Next is what I said about knitting gloves, which can be used not only to knit gloves, but also to knit clothes, hats, blankets, and many flower shapes. You watch, I'll teach you slowly! ”

Xia Qian spoke very carefully and taught very patiently, but two hours passed, and the things woven by Qingyue were loose and lacked needles and horns, and they couldn't be used at all.

In the end, she sat there with a guilty face, and her pleading eyes focused on Xia Qian again.

In desperation, Xia Qian could only take over everything.

It was late at night when the first glove was knitted, and seeing that the moon was already asleep on the bed, Xia Qian took the bed quilt and covered her with it, and began to knit the second glove.

After the second one was finished, she rubbed her eyes, and the sound outside knocked four times in a row, in the past, Huo Zun got up at this hour to practice.

For a few days, at this hour, he dragged her to practice, and she didn't think about anything.

This night, she stayed up tirelessly all night, although her eyes were sleepy, but her mind was exceptionally clear.

From arranging wool to twisting and poking wool to dyeing and weaving, she made these gloves by hand.

She admired the fruits of her labor, and the more she looked, the more satisfied she became.

Seeing that only a quarter of the wool Qingyue brought back was used, she thought about it and simply knitted a scarf to make a set.

When she got out of bed, she concocted the rest of the wool in the same way.

When Qingyue woke up, the two regiments of newly made wool had already been prepared.

"The slave and maid deserve to die, beg the young lady to punish her!" Qingyue's face was stunned, and she quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

It was disrespectful for the maid to lie on the master's bed all night, and it was even more of a crime for her to sleep alone all night with the master.

Therefore, when Xia Qian called her up, she knelt on the ground and didn't dare to get up.

"You can't help me even if you don't sleep all night, so you might as well get a good night's sleep and wake up and cook me something delicious. Besides, don't you want to see the gloves I just knitted! ”

Xia Qian smiled and picked up the gloves and shook them in the air, the blue-black gloves were restrained in color, the flower shape was calm, and the appearance was exquisite.

There is a joint blank in front of each of the five fingers, and the fingertips can be placed outside, which does not affect the warmth and does not affect the handling of things.

Qingyue was pleasantly surprised to hold them in her hand and look at them for a long time, carefully put them on her hand and tried them, and said more than a dozen "good" words in a row.

Before lunch, Xia Qian finally knitted the scarf, and then washed her face and groomed and drank a bowl of porridge.

Seeing that they hadn't gone out yet, Lin asked Mingyu to come over and urge them.

Qingyue quietly showed her the scarf and gloves that Xia Qian had knitted, Mingyu was speechless in surprise after seeing it, and hurriedly ran back to the east courtyard to tell the Lin family.

I didn't close my eyes for a day and a night, and when I went out, Xia Qian didn't feel anything unusual, but when she arrived at the training camp, she sat in a house where hundreds of family visitors were concentrated, and fell asleep unconsciously on the table.

"Young lady! Young lady! The time to visit relatives is almost up, and the young master will come out soon, wake up! ”

"Well, remember to wake me up when you're here!"

Xia Qian's eyelids lifted, and she fell asleep again groggyly.