Ming Yulong washed his face, turned around and saw the clothes Feng'er was holding, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and he frowned.

This is a beautiful looking long dress, pale blue satin, shining with a smooth luster, at a glance you know that the material is extraordinary, and it is worth a lot.

However, this layered skirt is embroidered with various flowers and vines, and occupies almost two-thirds of the entire long skirt.

Ming Yulong took it in his hand and looked at it, pouting, "The embroidery is good." It's a pity that there are too many embroideries, but the characteristics of people can't be displayed, and it also makes people dazzled! It was sent by Concubine Ding. ”

This is a declarative sentence, not a question.

Feng'er nodded, "Yes, Concubine Ding is in charge of the affairs of the backyard, and she prepares the clothes and food for the young lady." Her eyes fell on the dress, and she wondered:

"On weekdays, I can't tell what's wrong with Miss's clothes. The fabric and patterns are all good, but I always feel that something is wrong, just like ......"

"It's like it's bulky, stupid, doesn't it?"

"Yes, that's how it feels, I always feel that people don't look energetic or smart!" Feng'er nodded again and again, Miss is really amazing, and she can see at a glance the reason why this skirt makes people feel unsightly.

But that's not the reason, no wonder she always felt wrong before.

Feng'er has been a maid by Ming Yulong's side since she was a child, and she doesn't know what aesthetic appreciation and color matching.

Just look at the fabric and workmanship, and they are all first-class good, and they can't find fault with anything else, if you tell Concubine Ding, it will become a vexatious lady.

So even if you feel that it is wrong, you can't say why.

Ming Yulong smiled clearly, Concubine Ding is quite good at thinking, using Ming Yulong's stupidity to show Ming Ruxue's beauty, which is good for comparison.

She went to the cabinet and looked through it, and found that Ming Yulong's clothes were not many, but each one made people look village and stupid.

In comparison, on the contrary, the color, style, and style in my hand are slightly better.

Picking up the long skirt and looking left and right, Ming Yulong walked to the table, took out a pair of scissors from the embroidery blue, and cut off the chaotic layer of prosperous embroidery on the outside, "It's much more comfortable!" ”

After all, to be an undercover agent, it is very important to groom your appearance, otherwise you will not be able to go to various occasions, contact all kinds of people, and inquire about news. So she has put a lot of effort into matching these clothes.

She moves neatly, picking up scissors like an ordinary person using chopsticks, her movements are elegant and elegant, like flowing water, and then remove the complicated and cumbersome parts.

Even though Feng'er had seen the difference in Miss many times, she was still stunned again.

Ming Yulong didn't pay attention to her, just looked around in his hand.

There was a touch of embarrassment in his eyes, yes, this left belt, another stumbling block, and things that I don't know what to do with the road.

She really can't understand it, ancient clothes are really complicated, like modern times, you can see how simple they are when you pick them up.

Ming Yulong raised her head and smiled a little embarrassedly at Feng'er, "Feng'er, help me put it on." ”

It's such a shame that I can't even wear a single dress.

"Howler, Miss!" Feng'er didn't feel anything wrong at all, Ming Yulong had always been served by her, and it was normal to dress and fetch water.

Ming Yulong looked at her calmly, smiled secretly, and enjoyed the taste of "clothes to reach out".