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Jing Xi finished the sweater a few days later and took it to the king.

"Here's the sweater. How is it?"

Huo Yunshen took the sweater up and was happy with how good it turned out.

He took out the other one that was made for Little Grape and compared them. They were completely identical.

This meant that Jing Xi still had her memory lying dormant somewhere within her.

It was not impossible to regain her memories.

"This is really well made!" Huo Yunshen complimented.

Jing Xi let out a sigh of relief when she heard the man's joyful voice.

"Then I'll take my leave," Jing Xi said, ready to leave.

"Wait!"

The man suddenly stopped her as Jing Xi looked at him, baffled.

"Can you make new ones for the kids?" Huo Yunsehn requested.

"Will they even wear handmade sweaters now?" Jing Xi asked. "Won't store-bought sweaters look better on them?"