A Yao red heart-saving begonia auspicious dress overlaps in depth, a pink and white "butterfly love flower" bandeau top, and a long phoenix tail skirt with a pink background swaying on the ground. The powder is not applied, but it is still bright and moving, and the beauty is extraordinary.

The red silk praised her own county lord loudly, and made a "grand wish" to sew a few more such colorful clothes for her master.

Mama Zhen was also amazed, her eyes were shining and she looked at Lan Xin, and suddenly there was a joy that my family had a girl who had just grown up.

Aunt Fangying has been walking in the palace for many years, and she naturally has her own set of praise. She said with a smile: "The skin of the county lord of Lanxin is as thin as warm jade, and with this red auspicious clothes, it is like a heavenly immortal, it is really beautiful! The slave maid has been walking in the palace for many years, and I have never seen such a beautiful county lord!"

The corner of Lan Xin's eyes glanced at Aunt Fangying, and she was amused in her heart, the people in the palace were really very cunning.

Looking at the entire Great Sect Dynasty, the Communist Party of China is the county lord himself, haven't I seen it before!

"The old slave knows, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Shangyi Bureau, all of them have a pair of skillful hands. Mama Zhen, who had been standing next to her, said happily, "This time, it's really hard for you." As he spoke, he took out a purse from the other cuff and prepared to hand it to Fang Ying.

Fang Ying's sharp eyes found Mama Zhen's small movements, and she was happy in her heart, this time it will be a big red seal. But he said modestly: "Mama Zhen has won the award, but our county lord's temperament is good." We are still in the clothes bureau······"

Fang Ying's words were not finished yet, only to hear the sound of "stabbing", and the two tucked stitches of the auspicious clothes on Lan Xin's body cracked.

This slight sound, as if by magic, froze everyone in the room.

Lan Xin spread her arms and maintained her original position, as if she was frightened. But if you look closely, you will see that her eyes are rolling imperceptibly, and she quietly catches in the expressions of everyone in the room.

Several pairs of eyes in the room stared at the hole under Lan's armpit in surprise, confusion, or horror, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Let's click!", the purse in Mama Zhen's hand fell to the ground, waking up Mama Zhen and the others. Mama Zhen walked to the inner room in a panic, and comforted her: "The county lord doesn't have to worry, old slave······· Old Slave ······ The old slave went to get a needle and thread.

I will go and get a needle and thread and sew it for you. You ······ Don't worry, it's okay, it's okay. Her face turned pale and her mouth murmured, not knowing whether she was comforting Lan Xin or herself.

She has been in the palace for many years, and she knows how many corpses will be scattered all over the field when the emperor is angry. Thinking of his master's body in a different place, blood ······ Blood ······ There was a blood-colored color in front of him, and even the wings of his nose were filled with the smell of blood. With a shake of his body, he fell to the side.

"Mama!" Lan Xin exclaimed, and quickly held Mama Zhen up. Looking at the two lines of tears on Mama Zhen's face, she sighed in her heart.

"Yes, yes, yes! Go get the needle and thread, get the needle and thread, and the slave and maid will help sew it, and it will be all right soon." As she spoke, the man ran to the inner room. There was only one thought in my heart, and I quickly sewed the county lord's auspicious clothes.

"Come back!" Lan Xin shouted in a low voice, "I'm panicking when I encounter something, what kind of system is it?!"

Hongxuan paused and walked back slowly, her eyes still unconcealed worry. Whispered: "County ······ County Lord!"

Lan Xin glanced at her and scolded in a low voice, "Help help Mama to the chair over there!"

"Yes, county lord!" Hongxuan and Lan Xin worked together to help Mama Zhen to the chair next to her, Lan Xin picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for Mama Zhen, stuffed it into her hand, and comforted softly: "Mama has a cup of tea." Clothes things you don't have to worry about. There are people from the Shangyi Bureau, where can you do it?"

"Yes!" Hongxuan's eyes lit up, and she looked at the people in the Shangyi Bureau with burning eyes.

Aunt Fang Ying was still stunned, staring at Lan Xin's armpits in disbelief, and couldn't figure out how this good dress could be torn like this? In an instant, she understood that she was framed by someone.

My heart was cold, and I couldn't help but shiver a few times. No, no, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!

The corner of his eye swept to the swaying skirt on the ground, his eyes turned, and when he looked at Lan Xin's back, he had a little more calculation.

As for the other little palace maids, when the purse in Mama Zhen's hand fell to the ground and woke up, they knelt on the ground trembling like chaff.

Lan Xin took off the auspicious clothes on her body, threw them in front of Aunt Fangying, and said with a smile: "Auntie is not there to calculate other things, it is better to think about how to repair this auspicious clothes." ”

Aunt Fang Ying looked at the auspicious clothes on the ground in front of her, secretly exhaled the turbidity in her chest, and said without guilt: "County Lord, our people from the Shangyi Bureau are used to making the clothes of the masters in the palace, and they have always been cautious. ”

"Oh?" Lan Xin sat on the circle chair, took the tea handed over by Hongxuan, took a sip gently, and asked with a smile: "Listen to Aunt Fangying, it's my fault!"

"Slaves don't dare!"

"Don't dare?" Lan Xin asked amusefully, "But how did I see a trace of framing and framing in Aunt Fangying's eyes?"

"County Lord······"

Lan Xin interrupted her softly and asked softly, "Could it be that I read it wrong?" I know that you are very wronged in your heart now. ”

Lan Xin didn't miss the flash of light in Fang Ying's eyes, and continued: "The masters of the palace, wearing the clothes of the Shangyi Bureau, have never been in such a situation. But this wild girl from the countryside actually broke such a good clothes. ”

Aunt Fangying was shocked, and couldn't help but raise her head in surprise: How did you know?

Lan Xin looked at her with a smile, and said in a low voice: "You should be glad that I let this dress 'show flaws' in the Lingbo Palace, but when I get to the Jinluan Palace, I kneel down and salute." The range of action was even greater than the current one.

In front of the emperor and hundreds of civil and military officials, making a 'stabbing' sound, what kind of consequences does my aunt think it will be? According to the emperor's temper, what kind of fate will you have in the Shangyi Bureau, I don't need to say more, right?!"

Aunt Fangying's whole body was full of excitement, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cave. And the other few little palace maids were even more frightened and bloodless, and some even began to cry "woo-woo".