After half a month's absence, the scenery of Chuling County remained the same as before, except that the Pear Blossom Alley on Yangliu Street where Xiao Ning lived was slightly different.
The branches that were once full of green plums are now empty, the branches are no longer heavy, with only layers of lush green leaves left.
The wind rustles the branches, and the sun shines through the branches in dense dots.
Those plums had probably been picked by Xiao Ning and sold on the street.
Little Leo sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked out quietly.
Xie Ling chuckled, "Look if you want."
Little Li pulled the curtains closed, a shy smile appeared on his fair face, and he scratched his head, "I've seen it all, there are so many plum trees."
Xie Ling nodded, "Yes, they were all planted by Xiao Ning."
Little Leo's face became even hotter, and he stammered, "It looks good, it looks good!"
It goes without saying who Xiao Ning was planting so many plum trees for and who he was remembering.
Soon, the carriage stopped.
Gu Wei's voice sounded outside the car.
"arrive."
Upon hearing this, Little Leo took a deep breath.
After half a month of adjustment by Xie Ling, Little Li's body has almost recovered, and those horrible holes and purple bruises have gradually disappeared.
Xie Ling grabbed her hand and said, "Don't be afraid."
Little Leo nodded and stared at her seriously, "Thank you."
Xie Ling smiled, "It's okay, go knock on the door."
Little Leo got off the carriage, walked up and knocked on the door.
After a sound of footsteps, the wooden door was opened from the inside, revealing a handsome and indifferent face.
The young man's eyes and eyebrows were indifferent, his thin lips were pressed into a straight line, and he looked like a man who didn't like to talk.
But when he looked up and met the eyes of Little Leo outside the door, his eyes widened and a myriad of emotions flashed across his indifferent eyes.
For a moment, the world seemed to be still, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the plum tree and the slight sound of little Plum's long eyelashes hitting his lower eyelids when he blinked.
Xiao Ning didn't dare to breathe, and pinched himself tightly, "You are... Little Leo?"
Little Leo's face was already covered with tears. He nodded vigorously, "Xiao Ning, it's me. Little Leo."
Xiao Ning looked into the distance and saw Gu Wei and Xie Ling standing next to the carriage. In an instant, everything became clear to him.
They must have brought Little Li here. Xiao Ning took a deep breath, his eyes sparkling, and asked softly, "How have you been these years? Have you been in the palace all the time?"
Little Leo lowered his eyes and said nothing.
Seeing that they wanted to reminisce about the past, Xie Ling and Gu Wei tactfully left Lihua Lane.
When they came back in the evening, the two had probably already discussed it. Xiao Ning cooked a bowl of steaming noodles for Xiao Lizi and watched her eat with his eyes lowered, gently.
As soon as Xiao Ning saw Gu Wei and Xie Ling, he walked over, bowed deeply, and said in a deep voice: "I am grateful for your kindness. If you need me, Xiao Ning, in the future, please let me know."
At this moment, he no longer called himself Li Muxun.
After Leo came back, his identity as Xiao Ning also returned.
Gu Wei quickly helped him up, "We are just friends, helping each other, there is no need to be so formal."
Xiao Ning shook his head, his long eyelashes hiding the hatred in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, I would never know these things in my life. It's all because of my incompetence."
Little Li slurped a mouthful of noodles and tugged at his sleeve, "Xiao Ning, you're fine."
A faint smile flashed across Xiao Ning's cold face as he looked at Little Leo tenderly.
"Okay. By the way—"
Xiao Ning turned his gaze to Gu Wei, "The sword is ready. Come with me and see if there is anything you are not satisfied with."
"good."
The two followed Xiao Ning into the sword-making workshop.
Xiao Ning had built a rectangular jade pool at some point, filled with clear, transparent cold water, with two long jade-white hairpins floating in it.
Xie Ling looked around and asked, "Where's the sword?"
Xiao Ning pointed at the lily in the pond and said, "It's there."
Xie Ling frowned, looking confused.
Xiao Ning picked up a pair of pliers made of green bamboo, picked up the two wooden hairpins, and placed them on the jade tray beside him.
He glanced at Gu Wei and said, "This is a weapon I made for you, the Emei Thorn. Gu Wei said he wanted something that could make him more invisible, so I made it into the shape of a hairpin."
Xie Ling frowned even deeper.
Gu Wei folded his arms across his chest, touched his forehead, and pretended to look to the other side.
Xie Ling hit him on the back, "What's going on? Tell me."
Gu Wei touched his nose and said, "It's just like Xiao Ning said, I made the Emei Thorn for you."
"Aren't you talking about forging swords? What about you?"
Gu Wei touched Xie Ling's head and said, "I don't need it. Go and see how to use the Emei Thorn."
Xie Ling was afraid of wasting Xiao Ning's time, so she glanced at Gu Wei and walked over to watch Xiao Ning demonstrate.
This pair of hairpins is very beautifully made, with smooth and slender lines. The ends of the hairpins are carved with beautiful patterns, which are elegant and refined.
I don't know how Xiao Ning refined it, but he refined the dark black iron into a snow-white and clear color, with faint red lines visible inside. Under the sunlight, it looks like a swimming carp, very lively.
Ren Xieling was also shocked after seeing so many gorgeous and exquisite hairpins.
Xiao Ning picked up one of the hairpins and pointed at a small flower at the end of the hairpin. "When you want to use it, just click here."
As Xiao Ning pressed down his finger, a sharp silver thorn as long as an arm popped out from the hairpin that was half the size of his palm, flashing a cool light in the sunlight.
Xie Ling's eyes lit up slightly.
Xiao Ning continued: "Try another one."
Xie Ling imitated Xiao Ning's movements and pressed down a small flower. The jade hairpin instantly turned into a sharp Emei thorn. It was so light that it was almost weightless, but one could still feel its sharp and cold texture.
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