"You can go back first. I'll see if I can find a key craftsman."
Ji Shuisheng asked Su Qing for the key model and told her to go home first. He would go over later.
Su Qing was wearing a white fox fur cloak and riding the big black horse. The wind blew her hair. She was as beautiful as a fairy who had descended to the mortal world. Her cold temperament attracted the attention of passers-by.
"Come home with me first. Maybe you can find what you want."
She looked at Ji Shuisheng with a smile as if the peonies were blooming in this world of ice and snow.
When Ji Shuisheng saw Su Qing's smile, he could not help but obediently stay by her side.
As for her saying that he could find what he wanted, Ji Shuisheng thought a skilled craftsman in her house knew how to make keys.
"Su Qing, wait for me."
