Making this garment was so difficult, it nearly forced out all her various skills.
"Ziyou, pay attention to those ice butterflies. As soon as they lay seeds, take good care of them. Ice silkworms are rare; once we have a large quantity, I want to make more clothes for Brother Molian."
However, she hoped that there would be some gains during this trip to White Blind Mountain.
But she really dared not let Ya Molian wear anything made of ice silkworm silk, for it was too cooling. Moreover, given the chilly climate of Shaohua City, Ya Molian’s health certainly couldn’t withstand it.
But if she could acquire thousand-needles jade and transform it into White Spider silk in the Gold Pearl Space, she would be able to combine the two types and create several garments.
Or perhaps, make an entire set.
Wearing this, Ya Molian would not only be protected from others’ attacks but could also guard against the poison outbreaks within his body.
"Sister-in-law, you don’t need to rush. Although Brother Mo’s birthday is approaching, he has never cared about it, nor has anyone ever celebrated it for him. A delay of a few days won’t matter."
After thinking it over, she said to Lin Caisang.
Upon hearing this, Lin Caisang paused, her scissors grinding against the White Spider silk, and looked up at Sui Ziyou.
Had she heard wrong? Ya Molian’s birthday? If she remembered correctly, wasn’t Brother Molian’s birthday in winter? That should still be more than two months away, so how could it be approaching?
Could it be that the so-called winter birthday of Ya Molian was not actually his real birth date, and that everything was a lie?
"Brother Molian’s birthday is coming up? When?"
"Just... in nine days."
Sui Ziyou counted with her fingers and then said.
Lin Caisang’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she calculated these nine days.
By then, she and Brother Molian should already be on their way to White Blind Mountain, right?
What a Wei State Emperor, making his son go save another son on the son’s own birthday. He really took himself seriously, didn’t he?
Or perhaps, the Wei State Emperor simply never remembered Brother Molian’s birthday, because in his heart, this son was better off dead than alive?
Such an Emperor, not to mention unfit to rule, wasn’t even fit to be human!
"I understand," she took a deep breath and said to Sui Ziyou.
"What? Sister-in-law, you didn’t know about Brother Mo’s birthday?" Sui Ziyou came to a realization and asked in surprise.
"I always thought his birthday was in winter."
Lin Caisang continued grinding the White Spider silk as she replied.
"You’re talking about Brother Mo’s winter birthday? I know about that," Sui Ziyou spoke again.
"I heard from Jiang Zuo that Brother Mo never celebrates his real birthday, only the one in winter. He says that on that day, someone saved his life and treated him like family, so Brother Mo feels that day is his rebirth."
She thought that her cousin must have moved on from the shadow of his heartless parents to think this way.
However, hearing Sui Ziyou’s words, Lin Caisang fell silent.
Because she knew very well that the person who saved Ya Molian, mentioned by Sui Ziyou, was her own father, Lin Baizhong. At that time, her father had spoken of it at home, finding it a coincidence that it happened on Ya Molian’s birthday.