That night, Hu Ling'er didn't sleep all night. While doing what she was doing, she thought about what Jian Xinan said before.
She never expected that if the Blood Lotus wanted to work, she would have to use such a way. No wonder Jian Xinan seemed extremely unnatural and unwilling to do so when she said this.
Moreover, this method is not 100% feasible. If it really fails, then wouldn’t she lose her wife and her army?
Before I knew it, it was already dawn outside. Hu Ling'er, who was pressing against two dark circles of eyes, pounded her sore shoulders, looked at the finished things on the table, and a gratifying smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Although she didn't sleep all night, she still had no sleepiness. She stood up and stretched, called Xiaomiao to wash up, and then called Min Mo who was waiting at the door early to come in.
Min Mo walked in and saw Hu Ling'er's slightly tired face. He frowned slightly, but didn't ask much.
Hu Ling'er picked up the armor-like thing on the table, walked to Min Mo and gestured, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, the size seems to be just right. Min Mo, I'll give this to you."
"Miss?" Min Mo widened his eyes in shock.
In fact, when Hu Ling'er was gesturing, he was already looking at the thing. It was a leather armor, with some copper skin inlaid on the back and vital parts of his chest, which was a good armor.
"What are you doing when you stare at me? Take it and try it." Hu Ling'er smiled and handed the armor to Min Mo's hand.
Min Mo took it and unexpectedly found that the armor was very light and although it was a bit clumsy in hand, it was sewn very strongly with every stitch and thread.
At this time, Xiao Miao, who had been watching from the side, exclaimed: "Miss, it turns out that you bought these things yesterday to make armor for Guard Min?"
Min Mo's heart was shocked, and he looked at the armor in his hand with disbelief, then looked at her slightly dark circles, her eyes were sore, and her voice was a little trembling, "Miss, did this your own hand?"
"Yes." Hu Ling'er raised her chin proudly, "Although it's not very good, the safety factor is still very high. The last time you were scratched by Canglongying on your back, you'll be safe when wearing this."
The hand holding the armor shook, Min Mo looked at the bright smile on Hu Ling'er's face, pursed his lips, and then slowly lowered his head.
Putting the armor at his heart, Min Mo was silent for a while, then raised his head again, "Miss, thank you!"
In the past, Mu Wanru would occasionally give him some small things, and Min Mo was moved and happy, but none of them came as strong as this time.
It was not until this moment that Min Mo realized that he had already distinguished Mu Wanru and Hu Ling'er without realizing it.
What he is guarding now is not just a title for Miss.
Seeing Min Mo's eyes red in emotion, Hu Ling'er patted his shoulder and said in a narrow voice: "I know you are very moved. If you want to thank me, you will wear it all year round."
"Sure!" Min Mo nodded firmly.
I knew he would definitely say that.
Hu Ling'er curled her lips, then looked straight, and continued, "Also, you have to promise me something. You must cherish yourself in the future. Remember, no matter who your life is, you don't have your own.
Life comes with preciousness. So, don’t sacrifice yourself for anyone, do you know?”
Min Mo moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he nodded and said, "Min Mo understands."
"It's good if you understand. Xiaomiao, bring these things with you and let's go find Xinan." Hu Ling'er pointed to a box of things on the table and walked out the door.
Hu Ling'er and Xiao Miao left, Min Mo looked at the armor in his hand again, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This was the first smile he showed after Mu Wanru's death.
As soon as Jian Xinan got up, Hu Ling'er came. Seeing her face, she couldn't help but say, "Ling'er, did you not sleep last night?"
Is it because of the method he mentioned yesterday to save Xia Yihan?
Sure enough, Hu Ling'er walked to the table and sat down, and said, "Yes, who told you to come up with such a trick, which made me think about it all night and couldn't sleep. I could only find something to pass the time.
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As he said that, Hu Ling'er put the box in her hand on the table.
"What is this?" Jian Xinan looked at the big box with a suspicious look.
He raised his eyebrows mysteriously, and Hu Ling'er knocked on the lid and said, "I will tell if I give it to you."
When he heard it was given to him, Jian Xinan quickly opened the box, but saw a pack of things on it, and some white paper was below it.
He looked up at Hu Ling'er. He picked up the bag and opened it, but saw that there were charcoal strips inside. Judging from the uniform size, they should have been specially processed.
Let’s look at the paper below. It’s not the paper you usually write and draw. The material is much harder than those.
"These are..." Jian Xinan looked at Hu Ling'er in confusion.
Hu Ling'er took out a piece of paper from her arms and handed it to Jian Xinan, pointing to the painting on it and said, "This style of painting is called sketching, it is drawn with this kind of charcoal pen and sketching paper. Do you want to try it?"
try?"
Jian Xinan took the painting and saw that the backs of the three women were outlined with simple lines. The flowing long hair, neat short hair, and graceful body curves were all perfectly expressed by these simple lines.
Come out.
His eyes were full of surprises. He looked like a child who had discovered a new toy, and said excitedly: "Ling'er, teach me how to draw this sketch?"
"Okay, look at it carefully."
Hu Ling'er is also a decisive person who does it at will. He immediately moved the drawing board to the yard outside, and then asked Xiaomiao to be a model and teach Jian Xinan to sketch.
Jian Xinan stood beside Hu Ling'er, and watched her outline a lifelike girl on paper with a charcoal strip in her hand. She was surprised in her eyes and couldn't help but praise: "Ling'er, you are so amazing."
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