The Beloved Imperial Consort - Chapter 282

[282. Chapter 282 New Year’s Eve]

“Why isn’t Your Highness here yet?” Mu Xiyao fiddled with the needle and thread bamboo basket, stroked the navy blue sachet in her hand, and took a few strands of colored thread to compare with each other, but she was not satisfied.

The stitches are clumsy, and the matching should always be outstanding. Needless to say, the embroiderer, she didn’t learn that stuff at all. It’s better to add some good spices, put more effort into “inner show”, and cover up the ugly is serious.

As for the sachet, incense is the key point, and the sachet is just a skin.

Carrying the sachet and looking around, this navy blue background must be in line with the Sixth Highness’s preference. But I don’t know what Cai Xian likes…

“Master, it’s only half a quarter of an hour, and you have asked no less than three times. It’s still early now, His Highness said, and you will return to the house at the time of You. Think about it carefully, embroider a pattern for this purse, or cut the shape to be more pleasing? The slave thinks, peach shape or gourd line is also possible.”

These two styles are the easiest, the master has to fiddle a few times, and he should be able to Started, right? Mo Lan looked at the kit in the master’s hand, and was really worried.

This morning, the master smiled and was in a very good mood. He happily sent His Highness to go out. When he returned to the house, he shouted that he would sew a sachet and wear it to His Highness when he went out. It was all a gift in return for the New Year.

This is rare. Being able to take the initiative to be a female celebrity from the master’s mouth, several maids quickly took the needle and thread pattern, and then took the thimble. The table is also full of brocade cloth, and even a few pre-made nets are prepared.

Seeing that the master was extremely patient, the group of people spent most of an hour picking and choosing, thinking that this time they had made up their minds to make something more delicate. It was only when he really got his hands on it that he saw again the unbearable accomplishment of this master on the female red.

It is said to be a sachet, well, that is, it is seamed on three sides, and it is square. Except for the dark pattern on the face, there is nothing else on the side, so pure and simple, it looks shabby. Even the color thread that the master has chosen for a long time is for the lace later. As for embroidery, tassels, and purse styles, there is no shadow at all.

If such a “concise and generous” kit was given to His Highness… how could that lord be able to wear it.

“Forget it, I’ve been doing this for a long time, and I’m exhausted.” Mu Xiyao waved her small hand, and impatiently placed the sachet, “It’s too bad for your eyes to look at the line like this.” The little maid in the

room buried her head and let it go After tidying up his hands and feet, he quietly exited the house.

Master Yao really started, but he sewed a few times and made a wrong stitch…

“So much attention, no matter how good it is, it will only be replaced in three or two days. It’s interesting, but it’s just a thing for the occasion. Son.” Seeing Mo Lan’s sigh, she shook her head as if she didn’t agree, and Mu Xiyao saved her face. On a whim, there is no good plan. Unable to bear his temper, he naturally gave up halfway.

Looking at Mo Lan’s appearance now, she seems very disappointed. If she changed her boss… Mu Xiyao pouted and frowned.

There’s no reason to be busy for a while, and I can’t ask for a good thing. Why don’t you give it another bonus?

Before you time, Zong Zhenglin returned to the house a little early. Just as she stepped into the main courtyard, she saw that Mu Xiyao was already waiting under the porch eaves with frowning eyes. Twisting his waist, he greeted him with great hospitality and entered the room.

“His Royal Highness,” the little body twisted to sit beside him, with his palms on his knees, his calves dangling, his delicate face was tender and tender. “The concubine has prepared a new year’s gift for you. Are you surprised or not?” Mei’s eyes were wide open, her eyelashes were flashing, and her eyes were black and bright, just like the cat he used to keep.

Zong Zhenglin leaned comfortably on the brocade couch and squinted at her, her small appearance was extremely painful. She put her head on the house, touched the top of her hair, and raised her eyebrows in satisfaction.

“A gift for this hall? This is strange. Jiaojiao made it?” Could it be that she cut the potted plant again? The Sixth Highness’s study has a strange shape, and there are no less than two hands of all kinds of potted plants. It is said that they are given to him to enjoy, but this woman is tired of seeing it, and she likes the new and hates the old and is reluctant to throw it away. A brain jammed into his study, and he kept making fun of him, and even the fifth Yuchao and others were often amused.

“It was made by my concubine.” Mu Xiyao puffed out her cheeks and looked at him for a while, “Your Highness, why are you not surprised?” “Concubine thought you would be happy.”

Yo, is this a grievance? She was so squeamish, her reaction didn’t suit her mind, and she could lose her temper at people.

Zong Zhenglin laughed and coaxed him into his arms, patted her fleshy little butt, and continued to say good things to make her happy. “Why is there no surprise, this hall is looking forward to seeing what kind of new products Jiaojiao has cut this time.” That’s why he said that he didn’t feel bad. Ruined in the hands of Mu Xiyao, the strange flowers and plants are innumerable.

“His Royal Highness! The concubine is also the daughter of an aristocratic family, so I’ll give you something new today.” Lord Boss looked down on people, but he couldn’t think that she was only a housekeeper, and everyone else was ignorant.

“If you think it’s good, you have to praise your concubine.” He waved to Mo Lan to hand over the wooden box and pushed it to Zong Zhenglin. Zong Zhenglin didn’t find it funny to look like a dog.

Urged by her to open the wooden box, there was something lying quietly inside, Zong Zhenglin squinted his phoenix eyes and looked at it carefully, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it out.

Leaning on the tip of the nose and taking a light sniff, it sure smelled of Angelica and Sioux. He was thinking that the purse in his hand was more embarrassing than the potted plant, but when he turned it over, he saw that there was a corner of autumn-scented satin under the tie at the closing, and it looked much brighter against the overall dark blue.

The man’s slender fingers dexterously untied the tie, making Mu Xiyao envious. The Boss is tall and has beautiful hands. She is much prouder than her short body.

It was originally brocade folded into a square victory. Zong Zhenglin was stunned. Glancing at the little woman who was full of expectation, her eyes gradually revealed a smile.

Fang Sheng, a woman’s love affair. No wonder she mentioned the “daughter of an aristocratic family” before, but she hid the girl’s thoughts.

“Jiaojiao is attentive.” His Royal Highness’s brows were soft, and he leaned over and placed a kiss on her cheek. Carefully unfold Fang Sheng, in the middle of the hairpin in small letters, there is only one word for delicacy.

“‘Silk’?” Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his expression was happy. He leaned closer to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and suddenly covered Mu Xiyao’s earlobe, gently licking it, causing her to dodge with anger.

The man laughed, showing that he was very happy. “Jiaojiao, this ‘silk’, but got through the other’s ‘thinking’? Fang Sheng sent the brocade to the main hall, but you said that you are thinking about both horizontally and vertically with this hall? Such a memory, this hall is even more pleasantly surprised. ”

Mu Xiyao achieved the goal of ingratiating himself, and immediately smiled, leaning against his chest, her face flushed red and attractive.

Poke the chest of His Highness Sixth Highness, Mu Xiyao’s eyes were bright, and she raised her head arrogantly.

“Your Highness, the concubine knows that you must be happy to receive the concubine’s return gift. How can you not understand that the concubine is so attentive.” With a snap, she kissed his chin beamingly, and Mu Yaonu felt that her efforts were not in vain. When you ask for help later, you can also open your mouth in front of you.

Caressing her head, Zong Zhenglin seemed to be relieved, full of emotion.

“Fortunately, Jiaojiao has a delicate heart. It was originally given to Fang Sheng and the main hall. This thing is very useful. At first, when I saw the purse, I mistakenly thought it was a return gift from Jiaojiao, but the main hall did not know how to speak.

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[End of This Chapter]