In the dream, Li Shixin once again returned to the perspective of a girl.

The spring cold bathes Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water cleanses the condensation.

Rao is Li Shixin, who has also experienced a hundred battles in his previous life, has been baptized by various action movies in Europe and the United States, but looking at the concubine who is only wearing a light veil, he still can't help but feel agitated in his heart.

Beauty, sometimes it's not in the body, but in the temperament.

At this time, the girl removed her hands that were measuring the congealed fat and spoke.

"Your Excellency, all right. ”

"Don't you need to be careful?" looked at the girl who bowed down and put the tape measure back on, and the nobleman in the hot spring raised his eyebrows.

"Noble man, my craft is based on the mind rather than the form, and the body of the noble man is already in the heart of the slave. ”

"Oh, your craft sounds interesting. The palace ordered someone to find a place for you in the palace, and if you need any tools and fabrics, you will make it easier for you to talk to the female officials. ”

"If you are a nobleman, the slave should go back to his house. Tools are more handy. ”

"What about the materials, the materials in the palace are all tributes from the state capitals of Pan, and you must not have them at home. ”

"Nobleman, whether the clothes are good or not, whether they look good or not, it's not in the material. ”

"What's that?"

"Well, naturally, it's the craft of a female worker. Two...... Who is watching. And if the man who looks at you likes you, it will be a new garment of linen cloth, and he will be glad to see it. ”

"You girl, what a mouth! Hehe, that's good. Then I'll wait for your lightness. I hope your hands are more skillful than your mouth. ”

The beauty in the warm pool smiled charmingly, and then the maid presented the wide bathrobe, covering the stunning spring light.

Then, the perspective becomes a daughter's boudoir.

Outside the boudoir, you can see the distant mountains and green bamboos, and it doesn't seem to be in Chang'an City.

Unlike other boudoirs, the room is covered with fabric yarn of various colors, and in front of the boudoir, a large cutting table makes it look more like a workshop.

A pair of plain hands picked up the scissors whose handles were wrapped around red cloth, and cut the light yarn that was more than two feet long.

There is no ruler, no clothes, only a silhouette of a body in my mind.

The layers are obviously cut by scissors, but the light yarn is slowly stacked together, with a pair of dexterous hands, with a silver needle wearing a thin silk thread interspersed with hooks, it is like creating an ink and blue, little by little showing the charm......

One night passed.

When the sun shone into the boudoir, a set of outfits like a fairy in the heavenly palace had appeared on the hanger in front of the girl;

Pale cyan is eloquent, with large sleeves like a weeping willow-like light gauze coat.

Pleated down, like a skirt of a mountain waterfall.

Resting on the shoulder, it sways gently even in a windless room, like a streamer of light clouds on the horizon......

Seeing her own craftsmanship, the girl yawned widely.

......

"Cixiu, do you know what San Lang said today when he saw the suit you made for the main palace?"

"Slaves don't know ......"

San Lang said, what kind of clothes are you wearing on this palace, and you are wearing the green mountains and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, and the weeping willows and smoke clouds on your body. ”

"The Holy One...... Do you like it?"

Naturally, he liked it, and he also specially announced that Dao Xuan came over to make a sub-painting for the main palace. After Dao Xuan hooked it, it was said that there were not only people in this painting, but also the meaning of landscape. ”

"That's great!"

"Cixiu, your craftsmanship is very good. But this palace cannot reward you with gold or silver, and allow you to be an official."

"Ahh

"You're too small. The elders of the family are waiting for the martial queen. Too much fame is not necessarily a good thing for you. ”

"Oh......"

Looking at the girl's disappointed expression, the woman who seemed to come out of the painting smiled slightly, "But this palace can promise you one thing, what do you want most now?" I can give it to you." ”

"So, then I want a drunken fairy, okay?" Note*

"Why do you want this?"

"The slave grew up outside Chang'an City, and his father and mother only let the slave practice female red at home, not afraid of the mother's jokes, and the slave listened to Xuanjin Palace this time, or the first time he returned to Chang'an City!

"What a goblin girl. In this case, this palace will allow you. ”

......

Chang'an, on the street.

The owner of the perspective is holding a delicate drunken catcher, jumping happily.

Compared with the papier-mâché-like drunk-looking tumbler sold on the market, this one in my hand is so exquisite. Looking at the appearance, it seems to be something that Pan Di paid tribute, and the delicate walnut wood is carved into the shape of an orchid, which looks simple and cute at a glance, and the gold and silver threads and painted sketches decorated during the period are vivid.

Just as the girl was paying all her attention to the plaything in her hand, she suddenly bumped into a figure that suddenly burst out in front of her.

In a panic, the drunken fairy fell to the ground. A depression suddenly appeared on the face of the beautiful drunken immortal.

"You bastard, don't you walk without looking at people? Suddenly burst out! Oh! My drunken fairy! You compensate my drunken fairy!"

was bumped by the girl, and the whole person was scolded by a slanted teenager who was scolded with his head and face, and got angry: "The little lady has bright eyes and bright teeth, why do you talk about dogs in the daytime?"

Hahaha!

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd around them.

Seeing that her beloved drunken catcher was broken, and listening to the ridicule of the people around her, the girl was so angry that she squatted on the ground and carefully picked up the drunken catcher with a stumbling face.

Tears began to fall.

"Oh, little lady, don't cry......! Don't cry, I'll pay you!"

In the perspective, a young man with a dark face came over in a panic.

"This is a reward from the nobles in the palace, what compensation do you take?" The girl looked at the young man in rough clothes who was squatting in front of her, and shook her hand: "You go!"

Hearing this, the young man's face was stubborn, and he snatched the drunken fairy in the girl's hand: "A manly man, a letter is the world." Don't say that it is a reward from the nobles in the palace, but what can you do with the objects that have fallen from the heavenly palace?

"Faithful, ambitious!"

"Good Langjun!"

The surrounding spectators cheered when they saw the young man's temperament.

The perspective shifts again.

The sun has set in the west.

Looking at the ugly red paint on the face in her hand, it was better to catch the drunken fairy who did not cultivate, and the girl's perspective was misted by tears.

"Hey, hey, don't cry!"

On the other side, a young man with his hands and face covered with red paint was numb and clawed.

He grinned and thought for a long time, and patted his head.

He picked up the corner of his coat and wanted to tear it, but hesitated when he saw the coarse cloth. Then, I picked up the corner of the girl's skirt without saying anything, and with a "snort", I tore off the layer of light yarn on it.

Then, around the face of the drunken fairy, he made a face towel that he didn't know what to say.

"This drunken fairy is an orchid! Since it's an orchid, how can you not wear a veil?

Looking at the drunken fairy with her face covered, and then watching her skirt with a big hole torn out, the girl finally collapsed.

"Wow!"

Looking at the girl who burst into tears, the boy was completely stunned......

......

On the way out of town.

The girl held the drunken fairy in her hand, looked at the two strings of sugar gourds in her hand, and snorted heavily;

"You're a sincere person. But these two strings of sugar gourds are not worth as much as my drunken immortal, don't think this girl will forgive you so easily!"

"Then what do you want? I'll buy you sugar gourds for the last two pennies!"

"In the future, I still have to enter the palace to be a female celebrity for the nobles, as long as I come to Chang'an, you will provide me with sugar gourd!"

"Huh?!How long will it take?"

"Hmm...... Let's wait until I've had enough!"

Hearing the deadline given by the girl, and then looking at her eating with a sugar gourd full of syrup, the young man looked bitter.

"Huh,"

Looking at the young man's appearance, the girl pouted and smiled: "Are you distressed? I haven't used your dress to compensate me yet!"

"No, no, no, isn't it just a sugar gourd!

The boy quickly puffed up his chest and patted it heavily.

A hand behind his back quietly touched the deflated money bag on his waist.

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