Chapter Seventy-Eight: Embroidered Plum Blossoms

"Qianhua wants to marry a son who has both ability and political integrity in Jingzhong, and has a prominent family, so as to show the identity of the eldest daughter of my Yun family. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info I think this matter should be decided after returning to Beijing! With the old lady in check, I can rest assured. ā€

Yun Shen said.

The Duan family dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, everything was the old lady's decision, so where would she be the housewife?

In the capital Yunfu, she, the head of the house, has no real power at all, and she has to listen to the old woman's arrangements everywhere. Now that he finally got out of the old woman's control, another Yun Shen came to stand in the way, and directly left the important things back to the capital and let the old lady decide.

and the words 'eldest daughter', which really pierced her heart like a dagger. Why did she Yun Tinghua occupy the identity of the eldest daughter, this identity should be her daughter's, and only her daughter is worthy of it.

Yun Qianhua saw Duan's blue and white face for a while, and said with a smile: "Father doesn't have to be so nervous, the husband that my mother is looking for for Tianhua must be a leader in the middle, and a dragon and a phoenix among people." This matter is not enough, and it is not too late for my mother to start after returning to Beijing. ā€

Duan also agreed, "What Tianhua said is what I want to say." ā€

Yun Shen's face softened a little. "Let's do this for now! Tilt Hua, you have a good rest, and we will go back first. ā€

"Yes. Yun Tianhua got up and sent the two to the door.

Before Yun Shen walked down the steps, he turned around and gave another instruction, and finally said, "It's cold outside, go back!"

"My father has a lot of opportunities to take the time to see Tilt Hua, and Tilt is very grateful. Mother, hurry up and go back to prepare, everyone in the house is waiting for winter clothes!"

Duan was stunned, "How do they know that they want to issue winter clothes?"

Yun Tianhua pretended to be puzzled, "Didn't my mother say that she was going to give out winter clothes, and the whole house knew about it!"

"When did I say...... "Are you going to give them winter clothes?" Duan looked at Yun Tianhua angrily, and he wanted to kill this little / cheap / person in his heart.

It doesn't matter if you say it or not, the important thing is that the entire Yunfu knows that winter clothes are going to be issued. The Duan clan will never dare to go back on her word, otherwise where will her prestige be in the future? This winter coat, she has to send it if she wants to, and she has to send it if she doesn't want to.

This is called preemptive strike.

Yun Tianhua smiled secretly, what a cool word in his heart!

"Father walks slowly, mother walks slowly. "Respectful and sincere.

Yun Shen took the lead and descended the steps.

Duan also gritted his teeth and turned around angrily. It's just that I don't know if I'm so angry that I'm dizzy, or if I'm too quick to control my momentum, my feet slip, and she almost rolls down the steps.

Fortunately, Yun Shen helped her in time, and said unhappily: "Why are you reckless when you walk?"

"Hmph. Duan shook the hem of his clothes and left angrily. I scolded the dead staircase and the dead girl thousands of times in my heart. She bullied her, and even dared to bully her even a step.

Yun Shen was inexplicable, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong with your mother?"

Yun Tianhua was secretly happy in his heart, but he also had an inexplicable expression on his face, "Tinghua doesn't know either." ā€

"Forget it, you have a good rest, I'll go first. ā€

"Send Father. ā€

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When Yun Shen's figure disappeared at the courtyard gate of Taoyuan Garden, a few girls who had been hiding under the porch couldn't hold back their laughter anymore. "Hahaha. "The laughter was crisp, like the cry of a yellow bird.

Yun Tianhua glanced at them, and reluctantly turned around and walked into the back room. I took off the hand cage on my hand, the hand cage was warm and comfortable, but her hands were itchy and uncomfortable.

Dong Wan followed in and said with a smile: "Miss, Madam was so funny just now, if she really fell, it would be even funnier." ā€

"You, you can't go out and say this, otherwise you will feel better. "The Duan family even dared to poison her, let alone these little girls.

"I know, I'm that stupid. ā€

Chaochun untied the gauze on Yun Tianhua's hand and prepared to apply medicine, but when he saw the red and swollen fingers, he wondered: "Miss, why is this wound more serious than yesterday's?"

"Maybe it's hand frost! ā€

She knew that this was Duanmu Ling's way of detoxifying her, but she didn't know how long she would have to endure this crime?

Chaochun was puzzled, "The eldest lady's hands are carefully maintained, and she hasn't had frost before, why did she get this disease this year?"

She took out the box of gyokuro cream and gently applied it to her wound. She didn't know what kind of medicine it was, only that it was made by the young lady.

Yun Tianhua said: "Probably this year, my body is worse than in previous years......! Tap. ā€

Her explanation is also reasonable, and any illness in her body can be explained. But they can also fool these little girls, and even Liu's mother can't hide it.

"But the eldest lady's hand is swollen like this, how can she go to the banquet then?"

"Don't worry, it'll be fine then. Yun Tianhua is right, she has seen the efficacy of Gyokuro cream.

In her previous life, after she married Zhao Liangyi, Zhao Liangyi knew that she had scars on her body, so he found Gyokuro cream for her. After half a month of application, the scars on her body disappeared.

Chao Chun didn't believe it, how could such a serious injury be cured in two or three days?" ā€

"You'll know when it's okay. ā€

Chaochun didn't believe it, just thought she was joking.

At this time, Yun Yueyuan walked in, holding a tailor-made plain dress and a bijia. When Yun Shen and the Duan family came just now, this girl hid in her room and didn't dare to come out.

Alas, the guts are still too small, and they can't do this in the future.

Yun Yueyuan smiled and asked, "Is my sister better?"

"It's already much better, the clothes are ready so quickly. ā€

"Hmm. Yun Yueyuan sat on the Luohan bed and said, "With the help of Qiushu and Liu's mother, everything is done." Then embroider the red plum on it and hook the edges. Sister, where do you say this plum embroidery is?"

The clothes made of Yun Yueyuan are all white, and even the fluff on the edge of the leather armor is white. Pure and snow-white, gentle and gentle.

"Embroider the front and back! Embroider a few sprigs of red plum from the back of the skirt, and let it wind up to the front, all the way up, through the belt, and up to the waist.

The belt is white, and I have a roll of silk thread here, so I use it to embroider the pattern, and then border it with red silk. The nail is also embroidered with an extended plum branch and a two-petaled stamen, with buds waiting to be released.

When the time comes, you will comb a double-flying bun, insert a heart in the middle, and insert a step on both sides. The whole person is like a plum blossom blooming, and the butterflies dancing on the branches must be brilliant. ā€

Yun Yueyuan was dumbfounded when she heard this, and she only saw her sister's chattering lips squirming.

Seeing her silent, Yun Tianhua was puzzled: "What's wrong, don't you like it?"

"No, no, I like it very much, my sister said it too well. Yun Yueyuan nodded hurriedly and replied. She is now looking forward to the appearance of this dress, just listening to her sister's words, she thinks it is beautiful. "It's just that this silk thread is so precious, I don't dare to ask for it. ā€

"Silly girl, it's just a roll, and I don't need it lately anyway. ā€

Silk thread is an expensive silk thread, and a handful is ten taels of silver. After embroidery, it is not ostentatious, but also gorgeous. Of course, Yun Yueyuan likes it very much. "Thank you, sister. Sister, what are you going to wear?"

"I have so many clothes, just one piece. "I have the impression that she does have a lot of clothes, some of which are out of season before they have time to wear. By the next year, she had grown taller and wasted again.

It seems that she has to tidy up her wardrobe when she has time, and if she can't wear it, give it to her!