After spending more than half a month, Qingqing finished making the wedding garments for herself and Su Yi Jing, drawing praise from An Jing and Tobanya. The garments were truly well-made, with a lot of embroidery.
Qingqing's embroidery skills are indeed outstanding.
As December arrived, the weather became even colder. The north wind always howled past, resembling a ghost's wail and wolf's howl. Especially at night, hearing such sounds was actually a bit frightening.
"Qingqing."
Qingqing was nestled in the quilt for warmth, her eyes open and staring at the oil lamp, unable to sleep. When she heard Su Yi Jing's knocking on the door, Qingqing immediately got up, threw on an outer coat, and went to open the door for Su Yi Jing.
Seeing Qingqing dressed thinly, Su Yi Jing quickly had her return to lie down on the bed.
