I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

The ice cellar in the Prime Minister's Mansion is very large, but ice has not been used much in recent years, so there is very little stored. However, there is still some ice for Lin Jin to make ice lanterns.

Lin Jin looked at the ice cubes that the servants brought in and gave Song Shiqiu a thumbs up: "You are worthy of it."

She was eager to start making ice lanterns, but just like what she had seen in textbooks, her hands were so cold that she had to warm them up every once in a while. Even in the summer, her hands would hurt from touching ice for a long time. Making ice lanterns in the winter was simply a torture.

Song Shiqiu only looked at it for a while before grabbing her hand and frowning, "Okay, this ice lantern is definitely not very pretty, and I don't like these things either. It's better not to mess around with it, or your hands will get frostbitten."

Lin Jin looked at the ice, then at Song Shiqiu and finally at her own hands, and pursed her lips slightly: "Okay."

It was indeed a waste of time. Other people couldn't afford glass lamps, but she couldn't.

"You're right. It won't look as good as glass." Lin Jin consoled herself that it was not worth it. It would be a shame to get frostbite on her hands just for an ice lantern. "Well, it's getting late. Let's stop here for today."

Song Shiqiu asked someone to take away the ice and the tools. He raised his hand and rubbed her head. Seeing that she had obviously gone from high spirits at the beginning to low spirits, he felt a little guilty: "Ajin, if you like lamps, I will give you a more beautiful lamp in the future."

"Yeah, okay." Lin Jin forced a smile, but she wasn't as happy as before.

No matter how beautiful it was, it was not the ice lantern she had longed for as a child.

After Song Shiqiu left, Lin Jin didn't sleep either. She just sat by the window with her mask on, bored and admiring the moon. She couldn't help but ask Lianyi: "Do you think the moon looks cold?"

"How can the moon be cold? Madam, you must be feeling cold." Lianyi took a cloak and put it on her. "Madam, you are not happy, but you are just worried about her."

"I'm not unhappy, just a little disappointed." Lin Jin looked at the mask in his hand and felt a little regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have told Song Shiqiu that he wanted to make ice lanterns. He would have made them secretly and given them to Song Shiqiu after they were finished.

She looked up at the moon hanging in the sky again and felt that the moonlight was particularly cold, as if the moon was chilly in winter.

Lin Jin looked at the lantern that she and Song Shiqiu bought tonight. The lantern was still very beautiful. Even if the candle inside was blown out, it was still beautiful: "This lantern is really beautiful. How can someone have such a delicate craftsmanship?"

She looked at the lanterns, leaning against the window, and couldn't fall asleep.

It was late at night, the wind was cold and she huddled herself in her cloak, but she still didn't want to sleep. She was still thinking about the ice lantern that had just started but was stopped.

Lin Jin drove everyone out: "System, I want to make an ice lantern."

What she couldn't get when she was young, she wants to have when she grows up. Even if the feeling in the end may not be what she wanted at the beginning, she still wants to get it once.

I want to buy some osmanthus flowers and put them in the wine, but it doesn't resemble the travels of youth. But what does it matter?

[It's very late, host, why don't you do it tomorrow? ] The system thinks it's better to go to bed at this time.

"No, I'm very interested now. I must start now." Lin Jin felt that she couldn't bear it any longer. Her interest had reached its peak.

The system had no choice but to get out all the necessary materials, and then watched Lin Jin warm her hands, and then continue to make ice lanterns, her hands were red from the cold.

Lin Jin was so focused on making the ice lantern that she didn't notice the door of her room was pushed open. Her frozen hand was grabbed by another cold hand and she was startled.

"Ajin, didn't I tell you not to do this anymore?" Song Shiqiu looked cold, like a class teacher checking the dormitories and catching a student who was not sleeping in the middle of the night. Especially when he saw the red hands from the cold, his expression fell, "It's just an ice lantern."

Lin Jin blinked, not knowing why Song Shiqiu came over in the middle of the night: "Who, who informed on me?"

Song Shiqiu sneered: "You still have the light on in your room so late at night, how could I not guess?"

"I, I might be studying too." Lin Jin was no longer sad, but felt weak in her heart, "I, I was wrong."

"But can I let you finish making this ice lantern?" Song Shiqiu saw through her thoughts at a glance and even said what she was about to say next.

Lin Jin felt wronged but unconvinced: "Yeah."

Song Shiqiu raised the other hand hidden behind his back, and an exquisitely crafted ice lantern appeared in front of Lin Jin. Compared with Lin Jin's ice lantern that had not been polished yet, Song Shiqiu's was not only polished to a translucent state, but also carved with pictures and patterns.

"Yeah." Song Shiqiu imitated her tone and hummed, as if he didn't know how to say it to her. "I don't like these things, so you don't have to give them to me. If you like them, I'll give them to you."

Lin Jin stared at the lamp in a trance, then looked up at him in surprise: "Song Shiqiu."

No wonder this person’s hands were not warm either. It turned out that he had gone back to make ice lanterns.

Song Shiqiu put the ice lantern in her hands, rubbed his hands to warm them up and covered her with them: "Most of you women are afraid of cold, and you don't have a strong physique. If the winter cold enters your body, it will easily hurt your body."

Who made her like these things?

Lin Jin looked at him, not understanding why Song Shiqiu, a man who always talked about his respectable status, always did things that were inconsistent with his status and personality.

"Why...why aren't you as old-fashioned as before?" Lin Jin didn't know why she said that, but she felt upset. This person made exceptions again and again. "Why do you need to do these things?"

"Who told you to like it?" Song Shiqiu was helpless. "If you like gold, silver and jewelry, why would I do this? But you just don't want them. You just like these tedious and worthless things. I don't know how you developed such a weird temper."

"Song Shiqiu." Lin Jin called his name softly, picked up the mask aside and put it on her face, then stood on tiptoes and kissed the lips that seemed a little cold and thin.

The mask touched her lips and then fell off. Song Shiqiu looked down at her and took off the mask: "Ajin?"

Lin Jin hugged him and didn't explain: "Well, thank you."

She really just wanted an ice lantern, no matter if it was made by her or someone else. She just wanted to satisfy the self who wanted everything but had nothing.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm a little weird." Lin Jin apologized in a low voice and began to reflect on his own problems, "My hobbies are indeed a little... incomprehensible."

"It's not hard to understand what you like. You don't need a reason to like something." Song Shiqiu stroked her hair, "It's just that these things you like are indeed a bit difficult."

Lin Jin said in a muffled voice: "Don't you think it's a waste of effort? You spent so much time making a thing like this, it doesn't look very good, and it will melt and be gone after winter."

"Then I put the fish back. There are so many fishing rods, why doesn't Ajin say anything?" Song Shiqiu put himself in her shoes. There was nothing to misunderstand.

"I told you, I said you are an octopus."

"Then I also said that you like to make trouble."

Lin Jin laughed out loud and punched him in anger: "You are the one who likes to make trouble."