Rong Yi silently glanced at the joyful Ming Yulong, silently pressed a mechanism, and took out a book from a small bookcase.

Look down at the book and be silent.

A certain girl who had just been praised was in a very good mood, and she didn't mind the meaningful gaze of the black man on the other side, her fingers kept tapping on the carriage, and she muttered:

"I observed just now, your carriage is really good, why don't you have someone to give me a copy of it."

If you can sit in such a carriage, even if you go out, it will be much more comfortable.

You can't strive for the speed of a car or a sports car, but at least ask for comfort.

"This carriage was made by the world's most skilled craftsman, and many of the mechanism designs were designed by him alone, and he is unique, and there is no other house.

Even if others take the carriage and disassemble it, it will not be restored intact. ”

Rong Yi opened the book, put it on the low table, did not raise his head, and said slowly.

"It turns out that people at this time also know how to protect intellectual property rights!"

Ming Yulong was slightly disappointed, she originally wanted Rong Yi to lend her the carriage, but she asked the craftsmen of Hao Lu to learn from her.

Rong Yiyun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked up at Ming Yulong, with a touch of ink-stained thoughts in his eyebrows.

After a while, he withdrew his eyes and still looked at the scroll in his hand.

Seeing that he was reading carefully, Ming Yulong had nothing to do, and lifted the curtain to look outside, at this time the sun had risen to the sky, and it was the moment when the temperature was the highest.

There were also far fewer pedestrians on the streets, with only the occasional chirping of cicadas accompanied by the gossip of some people who had nothing to do.

"Doesn't you see this is Rong Shizi's carriage?"

"Yes, just now I saw Rong Shizi's carriage from a distance over there in Yunxiang Pavilion, I heard that Miss Bai from the Prime Minister's Mansion and the eldest lady of the Ming Prince's Mansion were grabbing skirts there, or did Miss Bai win......"

"I also heard that although the skirt was given to Miss Bai, Rong Shizi gave his embroidery girl to Miss Ming to make clothes.

Compared with Rong Shizi's embroidery girl, the skirt of the boss of Yunxiangge is nothing!

If you give me a skirt made by Rong Shizi's embroidered mother, I will never change it for the rest of my life! ”

"Ha Luha, you little hoof who is not shy, ...... here"

When Ming Yulong heard what the girls and women in the market said, she shivered all over her body.

If you don't wash it for a lifetime, don't be so fanatical.

Even if the style is outdated, no matter how expensive the clothing is, it will be dirty.

She turned her head to look at Rong Yi, he supported his chin with one hand, and covered the book with the other, pointing like a jade carving, slowly turning up a page, and his black hair fell down on the book, as if stained with the fragrance of books, indescribably elegant and delicate.

No wonder people say that a piece of clothing will be worn for a lifetime, Rong Yi is like the idol of the king of this era, which can make female fans crazy.

As if feeling her two burning eyes, Rong Yi raised his head, his long eyelashes were like a thick feather fan, blinking lightly, as if he could bring up a small wind,

"What are you looking at?"

I really want to pluck his eyelashes, what do men do with such long eyelashes!

Ming Yulong's fingers are itchy, and he won't really step forward to pull it out, grinning,

"I'm looking at how you, a blue-faced disaster, make people wear a piece of clothing for a lifetime."

"People say that disasters are pouring down the country and the city, and I can't even dump a little girl like you, how can I be counted." Rong Yi smiled lazily.