Only you: King's crazy concubine

"Did you make these bells?" Gu Qingyan asked, looking at the bells floating in the wind.

The old woman nodded, "yes."

"Do you have tools to make bells here? I want to make two, can you?" Gu Qingyan's eyes shine with the light that children will only shine when they meet something they like.

The old woman looked at her as if she saw her own daughter and said with a smile, "of course, it's just that it's dangerous to make bells, miss." she really couldn't bear to be thin and tender, "why don't I make two ready-made for you."

With that, his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Zimo, hoping he would persuade her.

Xuanyuan Zi Mo rubbed Gu Qingyan's head. It's self-evident that he won't hurt her.

Gu Qingyan smiled up at him and said to the old woman, "what I do is more meaningful. I will be careful. Thank you."

"Miss, it's important." the old woman looked at their unaffected interaction and sighed that time had passed in a hurry.

Then Gu Qingyan sat in the stall and Xuanyuan Zimo stood beside her, looking at her for a moment.

The old woman took out a wooden box from under the stall. There were small bells and some silver wires in it.

"Miss, this... You" the old woman looked at her rough hands and Gu Qing's white and slender hands. She didn't know how to teach her.

Gu Qingyan smiled, "it's all right. You do it. I'll follow you. It won't waste your time and silver."

"Ah," the old woman answered with a smile.

The old woman explained carefully while slowing down and making a silver ball. Looking at Gu Qingyan's serious appearance, she couldn't help but be surprised. She thought the young lady just wanted to play. After all, no young lady would touch these things.

"Well, now is it time to put the bell in?" Gu Qingyan held a silver ball in his hand, glittering and exquisite in the moonlight.

The old woman picked a bell in the wooden box, which was also white, and handed it to Gu Qingyan. Looking at the silver ball in her hand, she sighed: "Miss, it's really clever. It's more exquisite than mine."

"That's what you taught." Gu Qingyan smiled, took out the silver spike from his arms and hung it on the silver ball. He shook happily and made a crisp sound. He suddenly stood up and wanted to show Xuanyuan Zimo. Maybe he had been sitting for a long time. He stood up for a moment, his brain was short of oxygen, and his eyes were black and dizzy.

Xuanyuan Zimo quickly held her, but he was more worried, "Why are you in such a hurry? Hmm? Is it much better now?"

The old woman was really shocked. "It's really dizzy to stand up suddenly after sitting for a long time. Miss, you can't be so reckless next time."

Xuanyuan Zimo knew it was not just for this reason. Looking at the little woman in her arms, her face turned white and her heart hurt to death, "Yan'er, how are you now? Huh?"

Gu Qingyan shook his head and said with a smile, "it's all right. It's urgent to get up. It's all right now."

With that, seeing that Xuanyuan Zimo's worry did not fade, he raised the bell and shook it in front of him, "is it good-looking?"

"Good looking, did you give it to me?" Xuanyuan Zimo still protected her with both hands and smiled.

Gu Qinyan hung the bell on his waist, trimmed the ears, looked carefully, "it's for you," said, glancing at the old woman beside him. He was a little embarrassed and whispered, "love keepsake."

"Very happy." Xuanyuan Zimo's eyes lit up and made no secret of his joy.

Gu Qingyan smiled, "I'll make another one, and we'll know it's each other as long as we hear the bell ring." so he wasn't afraid of being separated.

She put something in the bell to make the bell sound different. It is unique in the world.

"Mine was made by yourself, and what you brought should be made by me." Xuanyuan Zimo was distressed and moved. Yan Er didn't forget what the abbot said before, so he wanted to do it.

Unexpectedly, these two bells really relieved a disaster for them in the future.

Gu Qingyan frowned slightly, "then I'll trouble you to teach me again."

"No, I saw it just now, and I can do it." Xuanyuan Zimo smiled and rubbed her head.

The old woman gave him the silver silk with a wink. However, after a while, the silver ball in Xuanyuan Zimo's hand took shape. After hanging the spike, she thought and asked, "is there a sharp iron that can write?"

When she heard him speak to herself with a pleasant face, the old woman was surprised. She looked at his cold face. In addition to smiling at the young lady, she thought he was a heartless Lord and nodded, "some, some."

Then he took out a sharp gold hairpin from the wooden box. The old man bought it for her and was never willing to wear it.

Xuanyuan Zimo took the gold hairpin and gestured on the silver ball. Before long, he looked up and saw Gu Qingyan's curious eyes. He spoiled her with a smile and hung it around her waist.

Gu Qingyan couldn't wait to see what he wrote on it. He saw the words "qingmo" engraved on the silver ball. "Why don't you engrave Yan?" it's called Yan in ordinary days.

Xuanyuan Zimo was helpless to explain: "think about it, what does Yan Mo read? Or what does Yan Zi read like?"

"Grind, swallow," Gu Qingyan read it foolishly, and immediately laughed, "that's better not."

Xuanyuan Zimo couldn't help laughing and rubbed her little head. "It's getting late. It's time to go back."

"Wait, I also want to engrave characters." Gu Qingyan took the gold hairpin.

Xuanyuan Zimo frowned slightly, "I'll come." the silver ball is too small. If you are careless, you will scratch your hand.

"No, I have to engrave." Gu Qingyan snorted.

Xuanyuan Zimo easily grabbed her hand, bent his index finger and bounced her forehead. "Your words are so beautiful that the silver ball may not fit."

Gu Qingyan, who was struggling, heard a voice, Ko, "OK." it was really difficult for her to engrave her words in such a small place.

Looking at the way Xuanyuan Zi Mo bowed his head and carefully engraved words, his eyelashes trembled slightly and couldn't help whispering, "you're so beautiful."

"Well, I know," Xuanyuan Zimo smiled, returned the gold hairpin to the old woman and took out two ingots of silver, "thank you."

The old woman quickly waved her hand. "You're welcome, sir. Two bells don't need so much money."

"Take it. The gold hairpin was given to you by someone who is very important to you. We are really sorry to use it to engrave characters. These silver are thank you. You should go back earlier. Your children are still waiting for you at home." Gu Qingyan said with a smile.

In fact, the gold hairpin was not damaged. This is just to make her feel at ease.

The old woman looked at them and suddenly knelt down on her knees. The old woman burst into tears. "Young lady, you are really a kind person. I am an old woman who deserves it. I have nothing to repay you."