"Flat." Dozens of workers stood up in different corners. "How could the prince have Yaxing personally visit the weaving workshop today? As long as the prince is in need, the old slave can order someone to take the sample to the prince's mansion for observation. ”

The proprietress of the weaving mill, Sumire, stepped forward.

"Can you help her make a few sets of clothes tomorrow morning?"

Li Haoran pointed at Feng Yaxiang and asked.

Sister-in-law Jin looked at Feng Yaxiang, who was a little cowering behind Li Haoran.

What a smart, beautiful girl!

Sister-in-law Sumire's gaze glanced at the prince's face again, and she comprehended.

After all, there are countless people, and some subtle things still can't escape her eyes.

"The old slave can push away the orders of other guests, and tonight all the girl's clothes can be made, and you can make about ten sets."

"That's ten."

"Lord Wang, will it be more?"

Feng Yaxiang bit his ear in his ear.

"Will it? If there is enough time, twenty sets are less. ”

After speaking, Li Haoran walked inside, "Where is the cloth for the tribute palace?" ”

This girl is going to wear the best of the tribute palace?

It seems that the good things of the Nine Princes are approaching, and the rumors that the Nine Princes have a habit of breaking their sleeves are about to be self-defeating.

"Lord, girl, please come here."

Sister-in-law Sumire took the two of them to the direction of the second floor, and finally stopped in an elegant but spacious room, "This is full of high-quality fabrics, there are no inferior goods, the girl only needs to pick out the color fabric that suits you to wear, and the old slave will make it for the girl tonight." ”

"Sister-in-law, I'm just a little cook in the palace, you don't have to use an honorific title for me."

Feng Yaxiang was a little flattered.

Sister-in-law Sumire smiled silently.

Now she is a famous little chef, and in the future, she will at least be the prince's concubine, otherwise it will be Fujin.

"Girl, what do you think of this horse?"

Li Haoran casually pointed to a pink cloth with broken flowers with a fan.

"Uh...... I don't like pink, especially light pink, it's too little woman's color. ”

For her outspokenness, the Dharma protector who followed it has long been surprised, although Sister-in-law Sumire, who has seen through the clues, is prepared, but she is also surprised that she can talk to the prince like this, it seems that her status is much higher than she imagined.

Li Haoran continued to point to another piece of cloth, the fabric texture is light and soft, and it is the most elegant as a women's dress dress, "What about this one?" ”

"Lord, I ......"

Is it really good for her to wear the cloth of the tribute palace?

"Don't digress from the conversation."

He knew what she was going to say next, and he didn't want to hear it.

"Oh, okay."

Feng Yaxiang pouted dissatisfiedly, "This shirt and skirt looks good." ”

"Hmm."

His eyes lit up, and he caressed an indigo brocade.

This brocade has a smooth texture and a butterfly embroidered surface, which is ingenious.

Beautiful, really beautiful!

She dared to say that this cloth was the most beautiful and the most delicate weaver of all of them, and it was definitely suitable for a noble girl to wear.

"Lord Wang, this is so beautiful......"

Feng Yaxiang was sincerely admired.

"Since you like it, then the horse just now makes a shirt skirt, and this horse makes two cloaks."

"Lord, will this cost me several years of wages?"

Her words drew a slanted glance from him.

Seeing him like this, she had to stick out her tongue mischievously, "Then I'm just talking casually." ”

"What color do you usually like?"

"Purple."

I used to love blue, and I loved purple, but since I met him, she has fallen in love with purple, and she loves the house and Wuma!

Feng Yaxiang added a sentence in her heart.

Li Haoran's jaw tightened.