"Don't worry, I haven't done it yet." Jiang Yichu smiled slightly and mysteriously took out a box from under the bed.

"What is this?" Li Lingyue asked curiously, seeing the extremely old box.

"An ordinary box, but I finally collected the contents." Jiang Yichu said, opening the box, revealing a mass of white things.

Although she didn't touch it, Li Lingyue could feel a warm breath by the look.

"This is?" Li Lingyue looked at the white thing with a puzzled expression, her expression surprised.

This white thing is actually quite soft.

"Wool, I cut a little bit of wool from the sheep." Jiang Yichu touched it.

"So much wool? How long does the fairy have to cut? Yue'er admires it." Li Lingyue was surprised at first, then respectfully said.

"It's nothing, you won't be able to use this wool bed." Jiang Yichu took out the sheets and stuffed them with wool.

It didn't take long for the sheets to be stuffed with wool, and they looked quite soft.

"Fairy, is this a waste of wool too?" Li Lingyue hesitated.

Wool is a good thing. It is very rare. As a result, it was really wasted just because one sheet was filled with such a large amount of wool.

"Yue'er don't need to feel distressed. I have more than a thousand sheep. The wool is definitely enough." Jiang Yichu said indifferently, not distressed at all.

"All right." Li Lingyue heard him say this, nodded, and started to touch the bed sheet.

I didn't know, I was taken aback.

"This, this is too soft?" Li Lingyue's eyes glowed, and she fell in love all of a sudden.

The touch of the two is completely different from before.

"Yue'er, as long as you like it. Look, this is the pillow I prepared for you." Jiang Yichu took out a small pillow engraved with the moon.

"I carved this moon with a needle, do you like it or not?"

"Me?" Li Lingyue was stupid.

It was the first time she saw such a beautiful moon pillow.

"Fairy, how did you carve it, is this amazing?"

"What's so magical about this, but I helped my mother sew stitches since I was a child, so I got used to it." Jiang Yichu said.

"Suture?" Li Lingyue caught a new word.

"Xianren, can you ask Yue'er to look at the needle you mentioned."

"Needle? What's so interesting?" Jiang Yichu was puzzled, but he still took out the silver needle.

"Is this a needle? It's so small, the moon is made from this?" Li Lingyue took it and played with it for a while.

"This..." Jiang Yichu didn't know what to say.

Could Li Lingyue also come from the country?So it’s a little strange to see this needle for the first time?

"Fairy, with this needle, can everything be woven?" Li Lingyue asked.

"Yes, as long as you can, you can weave it." Jiang Yichu replied calmly.

He didn't see Li Lingyue's excited expression hidden in the corner of her eyes.

"Good baby, fairy, can Yue'er put it away for you first?" Li Lingyue hesitated again and again.

Jiang Yichu stayed silent for a while.

"This, fairy, Yue'er just asked rudely. If you don't want to, please don't mind the fairy." Li Lingyue thought Jiang Yichu was angry and said hurriedly.

"No, I just don't understand why you want this needle, but if you like it, then give it to you." Jiang Yichu laughed.

"Really? The fairy didn't lie to Yue'er?" Li Lingyue trembled.

"Really, really, come, I will continue to make your bed." Jiang Yichu said with a smile, and began to make the bed.

Soon, a brand new bed was rolled out.

Li Lingyue looked around, with a smile on her face: "Although this bed looks simple, it is actually very delicate. It is better than Yue'er sleeping in the palace."

Jiang Yichu saw her happy and was about to say something.

Suddenly, there was an anxious knock on the door.

Is it raining so heavily outside?Who could it be?

Jiang Yichu flashed a trace of doubt and opened the door.

The downcast figure of Wu Zetian and above Guan Wan'er appeared before her eyes, her face full of panic.

"Fairy, you can be regarded as opening the door. If you don't open the door, my clothes will get wet." Wu Zetian came in and said with a grievance.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't dare to stay, and also came in: "Fairy, why are you opening the door so slowly? Could it be that you are doing something with your Royal Highness?"

Upon hearing this, Li Lingyue's cheeks reddened slightly, and she blamed: "Wan'er, what are you talking about? The fairy is meaningless to me, he is just helping me make the bed."

"What are you two doing here?" Jiang Yichu glanced at the heavy rain outside and closed the door.

"I don't want to, but the house is leaking, and it will freeze to death if it comes." Wu Zetian sighed.

"Yeah, fairy, your house is not strong. At first, it only leaked a little bit of rain. Then it got bigger and bigger, and it was impossible to live in it." Shangguan Wan'er took the topic.

"Leaking rain? Shouldn't it." Jiang Yichu frowned.

Not only did he add dirt to the roofs of those houses, but also gum. Normally, it is impossible to leak rain.

"When the rain stops, I'll go and see." Jiang Yichu said if he couldn't think of a problem.

"Hey, it's so warm in the room." Wu Zetian didn't notice when he came in just now, and he didn't react until now.

"Xianren, why is it so warm in your house?" Shangguan Wan'er said.

"Is it warm?" Li Lingyue asked suspiciously.

She didn't feel it in the house.

"You all discovered this. I added this to my room." Jiang Yichu chuckled lightly and pointed towards the distance.

There is a furnace in the corner with flames burning inside.

"A miracle, fairy, are you using immortality? Why is there a flame burning?" Shangguan Wan'er exhaled and exclaimed.

"I have seen Xianshu for the first time in my life." Wu Zetian said in shock.

"This is amazing?" Li Lingyue glanced at the melting pot.

"Xianshu is a ghost, it's just a stove made of some broken copper and rotten iron, and then light a match. What a simple principle." Jiang Yichu rolled his eyes.

"A stove made by a fairy?"

"Lighted a match?"

"Isn't this fairy magic!"

Jiang Yichu looked helpless, looking at the expressions of the three, he knew that he couldn't explain it.

"I want to take a closer look at this divine object." Wu Zetian asked for instructions and walked towards the fire.

Shangguan Wan'er followed closely.

Li Lingyue glanced at the two of them, but did not dare to pass.

"Well, it deserves to be made by an immortal, there are no traces on the surface, it is perfect." Wu Zetian nodded.

"Look at the carved lines and the ingenious craftsmanship, it's a fetish." Shangguan Wan'er's eyes lit up.

"I will try this temperature." Wu Zetian put his hands near the stove.

The hot temperature came, dispelling the cold, and Wu Zetian's body became fiery.

"It's amazing, I feel like a fire is burning."