C16 Float If Accompanied(last Part)

After returning to her own little nest, Ning Xiaoman first washed her hands and face before sitting down to write her diary for the day. Every afternoon now, there was such a big blank space, with no one around to disturb her. It was very quiet, and made Ning Xiaoman feel at ease.

He wrote down the things he needed to remember today and looked forward to reading them later. Ning Xiaoman had tied up her diary during training with string and pasted it with a piece of starched cardboard. Like this, a simple diary was made.

She already had more than ten diaries, so she had no choice. At this point, she had to use a brush to write, so every word took up too much space. Ning Xiaoman would no longer be able to return to a diary that could last for two or three years.

After writing today's diary, Ning Xiaoman was a little dazed. Her handwriting was too ugly, her current level was only at the level of knowing how to write and how to read. She was still far from being able to read properly, so she put away her pen and paper, looking forward to when she would be able to get a book.

Ning Xiaoman didn't ask for anything, any kind of book was fine, she didn't need any content anymore, as long as she could follow the instructions, she would be fine. She raised her eyes to look at the bed across the room, thinking about that arrogant woman.

She came back before dinner. If she wasn't afraid that she would be kicked away if she didn't do anything, she probably wouldn't even be willing to do this one to four hours of face work. She could only shake her head at this woman.

According to Long Yue's age, she would still have to stay in the palace for at least eight to nine years. With her current condition, Ning Xiaoman wasn't sure if she could survive through this.

It was only a matter of time before she would tumble and fall, but since Long Yue did not like seeing Ning Xiaoman, she did not have much space to speak in front of her. Furthermore, Ning Xiaoman was not a saint, and as a woman who treated her so coldly, she did not need to put her hot face to her butt.

Ning Xiaoman wanted to do some manual work, but the room was too cold for her to do so, especially after writing for half a day. Ning Xiaoman wanted to do some manual work, but the room was too cold for her to do so, especially after writing for half a day.

She couldn't bear to use up all her carbon, otherwise she would get frozen at night. Ning Xiaoman kept half of the carbon and only lit half of the fire. Although it was a small fire, Ning Xiaoman who was next to it felt a little warm.

"Your Highness, I made you a pair of gloves. Try it on. Brother Qian told me that before you go to the study, you have to practice your morning martial arts for two hours. Since the weather is still so cold, you should pay more attention."

The Third Prince took the gloves from Ning Xiaoman and discovered that it was just a small cotton pad.

The Third Prince looked up doubtfully and glanced at Ning Xiaoman. Such a small thing, how could he wear it with his hand?

"Wear it like this, you should wear it too."

Ning Xiaoman raised her hand to show the third prince how she wore the gloves.

The Third Prince looked at Ning Xiaoman's hand and discovered that those bizarre gloves could only be worn on the back of her palm, while her fingers were unbound. The Third Prince excitedly put on the gloves and picked up a brush, actually not delaying her writing at all.

On the back of the glove, there was a thick layer of cotton wool, which was very warm. On the other hand, there was only a thin layer of cotton cotton wool, which made it easier for him to take things out of the glove. However, it wasn't too cold because it was just a thin layer of cloth.

Ning Xiaoman didn't think of using him to thank her. It was only because she saw that the Third Prince's hands were covered in frostbite, that made her want to make a pair of finger-less gloves for him so that he could protect the back of his hand without delaying his cultivation. After all, cultivation could heat up the body, but not the back of the hand.

However, Ning Xiaoman believed that cultivating was a good thing. No matter what happened, a good body was the best way to protect herself. These few days, she had been using lard to roast the chilblains on the Third Prince's hands. Of course, she didn't want him to do it again.

She wanted to use this pair of gloves to keep him warm, warm his hands, and warm his heart, because when Ning Xiaoman found out about his background, she felt even more sorry for him. Zheng Fu Sheng, it's alright if others don't want you.