Soft and crispy waist

After looking through various styles of winter boots and the winter boots that Gu Yizi had made in the past for three days, Xia Zheng was still overwhelmed by the fur and shoe materials on the table.

She followed her mother into the Marquis' Mansion when she was very young. Although the Marquis' Mansion did not treat servants well, it was a noble family after all, so they were given two sets of clothes, summer and winter, and shoes and socks. In addition, the maids had to wear the same clothes and could not be different, so Xia Zheng never made these things herself.

The only thing I can do is sew shoe soles, but they are thin. With what I have learned during this period, I can barely sew a thousand-layer sole, but it is also crooked.

Gu Yizi wanted the inner hair to be thick, which made it more difficult to sew and adjust. Xia Zheng was poked by the pins several times. To this day, all ten of her fingers were wrapped with cloth strips, and not a single one was sewn yet.

"Auntie, why don't you take a break? You've been working all morning." Seeing that Xia Zheng was yawning and could hardly open her eyes, Shuangjiang felt tired for her.

The prince is really making things difficult for his aunt, asking her, a novice who has never made shoes before, to make winter boots and finish them in seven days. This is basically forcing her not to rest. His aunt is still pregnant and sleeps well. It really doesn't hurt her at all.

"No more rest. Make me a cup of refreshing tea." Xia Zheng forced herself to stay awake and opened her eyes wide. There were only three days left, and this one had to be made today no matter what.

"But Auntie..."

Frost was about to persuade her, but a cup of tea was already placed on the table.

The master and servant both raised their heads and shuddered when they saw a face that was even colder than Gu Yizi's.

Even though the frost and snow had been coming for three days, the master and servant would still sometimes be suddenly startled.

It's not their fault. The frost and snow are silent and elusive. No one knows when they will suddenly appear.

Shuangxue was the maid that Gu Yizi asked Madam Liang to bring to Xia Zheng. When he said in the car that day that he wanted to send someone to her, she was so focused on how to convince Gu Yizi that she didn't take it to heart. The person came early the next morning.

Unlike other maids in the mansion, Frost Snow is cold and neither humble nor arrogant, just like a Jinglan growing on a snowy peak, with serrated leaves that say no strangers allowed.

Nanny Liang said that she was brought back from the border by Gu Yizi and knew some martial arts. She asked Xia Zheng to give her a name, and she named herself Shuangxue based on Shuangjiang's name.

Frost Snow rarely spoke. She usually stood in a secluded corner next to Xia Zheng, making no sound. Sometimes she didn't even notice that this person was there.

But he acts efficiently, like now.

Xia Zheng spoke, and without further ado, the tea came.

Frost was afraid of her and didn't dare to persuade her anymore. She could only watch Xia Zheng drink two sips of refreshing tea, rub her eyes and continue to sew.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the thread was finally tied.

It's just that, even though it's done, the appearance is...

If it wasn't said to be a boot, anyone who saw it for the first time would definitely think it was a crooked leather boot with hairy cuffs, and it looked like a strange-looking giant caterpillar.

Will this pass Gu Yizi's test?

The answer is in her heart, but Xia Zheng doesn't want to face it.

Just as I was feeling worried, Chef Yang came in with a lunch box.

Shuangjiang took the opportunity to clear the things on the table and helped Chef Yang to serve the food, not giving Xia Zheng the chance to cook.

When the last dish was served, and Chef Yang showed no sign of leaving, Xia Zheng immediately pointed at a pearl dumpling dish and asked, "This dish is wrong. How did you make it?"

Chef Yang explained a process, but Xia Zheng shook her head, picked up the dumplings, and walked towards the kitchen, saying, "The heat isn't high enough. We need to use chicken broth as the steaming water."

When the steamer was opened to cover the two people, Chef Yang immediately said, "Yang Xu heard that the prince is going to lead his troops to Mobei to fight."

Mobei?

Once you leave Beichen Pass, you will encounter foreign tribes. Are we going to fight those nomadic tribes?

She had read in travel notes that in Mobei, it should be snowing heavily and windy at this time of year. It would be even worse outside the Great Wall. When it was the coldest, there would be thousands of miles of ice and snow, and many people would freeze to death every year.

No wonder!

No wonder Gu Yizi asked her to make winter boots to take to Mobei!

Fighting is like hanging your head on your belt. Anyone can die. Not to mention how cold it is in Mobei. If she gets sick and dies because her winter boots are not warm enough, then...

No!

Gu Yizi cannot die, at least not so early.

Throwing down the steamer lid, Xia Zheng ran back into the house, ate a few mouthfuls of food, took apart the unsightly boots, and started making them again carefully from scratch.

While reading the geographical records and travel notes related to Mobei, I selected corresponding materials according to the characteristics of its weather.

The sole is hard on the outside and the thousand-layer sole is on the inside. The place that touches the sole of the foot is stuffed with silk cotton made from new cotton, and covered with a layer of lambskin on it. The upper of the boot is made of cowhide, which is waterproof, and the inside is made of wool glued together layer by layer. The words "peace" are embroidered on the inside of the boot mouth, praying that Gu Yizi will return safely.

Although it is still not very good, it is much better than before and can be worn out.

"Greetings, Prince."

Just as he was about to put his boots tightly into the cloth bag, he heard the sound of a salute outside.

This must have come from the smell, so timely.

Only daring to think in her heart, Xia Zheng stood up and bowed respectfully the moment Gu Yizi stepped into the door. "Prince."

"It's really done." Gu Yizi looked at the two boots on the table curiously, picked them up and looked at them carefully. The more he looked, the more surprised he was.

Originally, he just wanted to find something for Xia Zheng to do in exchange so that she wouldn't feel uneasy in the next few days. He didn't expect her to be able to make the boots well.

Unexpectedly, not only was it done, but it also met the requirements he had casually mentioned at the beginning.

Even though the appearance is not very good, you can see that every detail has been made to the best of their ability, and it does feel warm to the touch.

When he saw the two words on the boot collar, Gu Yizi's eyes moved slightly.

"It seems that Yang Xu is quite capable."

Xia Zheng was startled and secretly glanced at Gu Yizi. Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, it seemed that he had no aversion to this matter.

As expected, nothing in the Duke's Mansion could be hidden from Gu Yizi. Even though she was so careful on Yang Xu's side and did not specifically ask about the news related to herself, the news was only passed on in a few words during normal contact, but it still did not escape Gu Yizi's eyes.

That's good, this way she doesn't have to avoid the people in the yard anymore.

"I just want to know more about the things related to the prince."

"Then why don't you ask me directly." Gu Yizi sat on the Arhat couch, took off his official boots and prepared to try on these winter boots.

Xia Zheng followed suit, took the boots from Gu Yizhi's hand, put them on his feet, looked up and blinked, and asked, "Is the prince really going to Mobei to fight?"

"Well, we'll leave the day after tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow?

So fast!

Seeing her frown slightly, Gu Yizhi pointed his slender index finger at her eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised you before I leave."

Xia Zheng shook her head.