Chapter 170: Hydrangea Scarf

"You take out the towel I want first, and I'll read it before I decide whether to give it or not. If it doesn't meet my requirements, I'll have to ask you to rework. Murong Shuo smiled slyly and stretched out his hand.

"Cut, as long as you don't deliberately pick on the thorns, of course my stuff can pass. Also, remember, this is the first time I've learned to embroider a scarf, and it's my favorite flower. Xiao Gong was a little dissatisfied, but he was very confident in her things.

After Xiao Gong finished speaking, he took out the folded handkerchief from his sleeve. It was solemnly placed on Murong Shuo's outstretched hand. Murong Shuo took it, withdrew his hand and opened it to see that it was indeed made by a beginner. And it can be seen that the position of some stitches is a little staggered, but overall, if you look at it from a distance, the pattern on the napa towel is indeed a beautiful and flowery hydrangea.

It's just that she really likes this hydrangea? But that time, why didn't she recognize the petals of the hydrangea that framed the crown princess? Moreover, very few people can embroider hydrangeas, no, she still cheats.

Xiao Luo looked at Murong Shuo holding her embroidered handkerchief and frowned slightly, and said with some uneasiness: "You have been watching it for so long, you really want to pick bones in eggs." This is the first time I've embroidered, but no one has helped me. What the hell do you have to ask, just let the horses come!"

"What kind of flower are you embroidering?" asked Murong Shuo. Of course he knew it was hydrangeas, but he just wanted to hear her.

"What flower, don't you know? It's a hydrangea!"

Xiao Gong determined that Murong Shuo was picking the bones inside the egg. How could he not see such a clear hydrangea. She chose so many patterns to embroider. Although she removed the purple and blue threads. Then it was twisted into a blue-purple pattern, but it was still a hydrangea that changed color. It's exactly the same shape as the pattern. Although I took it as soon as it was embroidered, I didn't have time for others to see it. But it's so obvious, there's no need to verify it many times.

"Hydrangea?" Murong Shuo frowned. Is her name hydrangea a hydrangea? Hydrangea is quite like a hydrangea. Does she only know the flower, but not the name of the flower?

"What's wrong? You can't be unaware of this flower. I embroidered according to the pattern. Xiao Gong looked at Murong Shuo's puzzled look, and a thought flashed in his mind, as if he understood what Murong Shuo was struggling with, but it was just for a moment. I'm not sure.

"Where did you hear that this flower is called a hydrangea? This flower is the petals from the last sachet. This is the hydrangea that the princess loves. Murong Shuo saw that Xiao Gong didn't know, so he replied kindly.

"Hydrangea? You say it's called hydrangea again? Isn't it just a different name? I think it's like a hydrangea and it crows like that. Look at it, you obviously recognize this flower, why don't you pretend not to know!"

Xiao Gong suddenly realized, sure enough. It's still a matter of different names. It's like the hairpin flower for Luo Zijin before. She only learned that the people here called Yueyue Red the moon season. It seems that this hydrangea is called hydrangea here. Sounds pretty lofty.

Murong Shuo didn't seem to believe Xiao Gong's words. She has been following the crown princess for so long, how can she not know that this flower is hydrangeas, or deliberately want to call it hydrangeas. What is called "also called hydrangea"? Obviously, hydrangea is not her name at all.

"Is that your name?" asked Murong Shuo.

"Well, I'm talented. Hey. What about my rituals?" Xiao Gong didn't want to discuss these issues with Murong Shuo, so he made a perfunctory remark and instead stretched out his hand to ask for a salute.

"Find it yourself. Murong Shuo knew that Xiao Gong didn't want to say any more. I also collected this question again, anyway, there will always be a day when the truth will be revealed. If she doesn't say it now, he will definitely let her tell him honestly in the future. What he remembered, he never forget. He was waiting for the day she would forget.

"I also played a scavenger hunt. If I find something else, give it to me?" asked Xiao Gong with interest.

"If you make a mistake, you don't have a chance, and you only have one chance. Murong Shuo's sentence "find it yourself" just now was originally just a casual joke. But since Xiaogong is talking about treasure hunts, of course, it is interesting to set some difficult rules.

"It's too much! People say it's only three or three chances. Xiao Gong begged for help. It's not that she doesn't have confidence, it's just a pendant, could he deliberately buy a bunch to embarrass himself. It's just that don't push too hard. It's always good to have a little more leeway.

"Once, ten times to knock on the table. Prepare ...... "Bargain, okay, wow, then it's up to whom."

"You're not, you can still play like this!"

"Let's go!"

Knock, knock, knock!

"You are ruthless enough!" Xiao Gong also knew that Murong Shuo would not just talk, who knew that before she was ready, she immediately started knocking on the table, she hurriedly cursed, and began to run around the room to find it.

But time knocked, knocked, knocked, knocked, and soon there was only time left for three knocks, and Xiao Gong found the hanging pendant in the corner of Murong Shuo's bed.

Knock and run to the bed.

Knock twice and grab the pendant.

Knock three times, jump, grab the hand of the pendant and hand it up, the pendant is out of the hanging carving, and at the last moment it arrives at the hand of the little gong.

"Haha, the time is just right, look at this timing, it's just amazing!Murong Shuo, you didn't expect it!Hahaha!" Xiao Gong proudly took the flute pendant and ran to Murong Shuo to show off.

"What's the smugness, don't leave quickly when you get it. Murong Shuo was a little angry.

"Go, I have to go. But you have to take good care of my embroidered scarf. If you don't want it one day, don't throw it away, just give it back to me. This is the first time I've embroidered something, and if I hadn't made an appointment with you, I wouldn't have been willing to give it away. Xiao Gong explained, but the words were mostly please. She knew her relationship with Murong Shuo, so she never expected him to treat her things as treasures. So, if he doesn't need it, he can give it back to her.

"Do you say that about what you give away? If someone else doesn't want it, are you willing to take it back?"

Murong Shuo didn't mean to throw it, but he didn't expect that Xiaogong would care so much about this scarf. Originally, he only asked for this scarf with the mentality of making a fair bet, but now, Murong Shuo couldn't help but be sincere. Thinking about it like this, Murong Shuo found that the handkerchief that Xiao Gong embroidered for the first time was actually given to him. Only then did he feel the weight of the scarf.

"This is my hard work in the end, how can it be so easy to give up and give up. Besides, you and I are vindictive, why do you want to take innocent things to be angry. I will also keep your pendant well, even if you bought it casually. But the taste is really good, and it goes well with your flute. Oh no, I should say it's my flute by now. If you have the chance, teach me some other flute songs, I like the sound of the flute very much. ”

"Okay, I promise you. (To be continued.) )