The next morning, Long Yue suddenly opened her eyes from sleep. Last night's storm seemed to have unlocked some nerve in her, and she happily clapped her hands, exclaiming: "I've got it, I've got it, hahaha!"
Li Qingmu was still asleep, but her commotion completely woke him. With bleary eyes, he curiously asked: "What did you think of?"
"A Mu, I've found the key point. That Qin Xiu can be done!"
Li Qingmu was now fully awake, his eyes shining brightly as he said: "Really?"
"Of course!" Long Yue had a look of pride on her face. At this moment, her mind was filled with thoughts of Qin Xiu, and she couldn't sleep, so she got up to work on it.
Two days later, a Qin Xiu swaddle was completed.
Xiang Yin, for ruining a piece of Qin Xiu, was beaten by Old Sir Xiang. With bruised eyes, he came to Long Yue, looking at the swaddle with a face of shock.
"Did you... actually make it?"
