Chapter 35 Repackaging

On the first floor of the attic, the golden dance dress hanging on the wooden frame was ripped off by Lan Xue and thrown heavily on the ground, and ordered: "Lu Fu cooperates with the violinist to remake a dance costume." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"This ......" Lu Fu was embarrassed, picked up the golden dance dress on the ground with trembling hands, and timidly stepped aside.

Lan Xue Piao's eyes were full of helplessness, and she said to the night withered grass: "Miss Ben's dance clothes will be handed over to you, if you need anything, just tell Lu Fu." After saying that, he walked to the second floor of the attic.

Night Dry Grass looked at Lan Xue's departing back, there was an indescribable sentimentality, it seemed that she didn't like this golden dance dress either, she couldn't see any joy, and then looked at the appearance of Lu Fu, her thighs kept shaking, probably frightened.

"Piano Master...... What kind of dance costume do you need? Green Fu stammered.

Nightshade didn't reply, but just observed each of the dance clothes hanging on the wooden frame, the common feature on it was the tulle see-through, a whole row looked at the past without characteristics, the similarity is extremely high, if the viewer looks the same every time, it will soon get tired.

Look at the embroidered patterns on the skirt, all kinds of gorgeous flowers, dazzling, increase aesthetic fatigue, and be uncreative.

And this full of beads, which has been hung from the side of the dress, can still be embellished occasionally, what the hell is a string of them? Put in modern times called Christmas tree.

After summing up, an answer is that their dance clothes are mainly gorgeous and fancy, if you want to be different from their dance clothes, choose a lighter color and simple decoration, even if you stand in the crowd, it will highlight a different style.

"Green Fu, I need the four treasures of the study." Nightshade said.

Lu Fu nodded, put down the golden dance dress in her hand, and hurriedly took out the four treasures of the study, put them on the wooden table next to her, and helped polish the ink.

Nightdry grass walked to the wooden table, lifted the slender brush, dotted the ink, and drew on the white paper, a lump of black ink pasted the white paper, stopped the pen in his hand, and awkwardly replaced it with a new white paper.

Lu Fu looked at the clouds in the fog, what did the pianist draw? Staring at the gesture of the night withered grass holding the brush, it is almost touching the hair under the pen, this ......

The night withered grass continued to point the ink, grasping, holding, pinching all kinds of gestures have been tried, and the painting is one by one, there is no way, I can only discard the brush in my hand, replace it with my index finger and point it in the ink, and draw the upper body dance dress and lower body dance skirt back and forth on the white paper.

"Green Fu, the dance dress on the upper body should be pink with white underneath, the sleeves should be ruffled, the position of the shoulders should not be fabric, there should be no collar, the position of the chest should be slightly lower, try to show the collarbone, and the golden tassel should be added to the waist position, there should be a sense of hanging, and the length of the fabric should expose the belly."

"The lower body dance skirt should be white with pink underneath, and it should be like pants and skirts, with ruffles at the corners of the skirt, small pink bells on the edges, and the fabric of the dance dress and skirt should be smooth and light."

"The next thing is the streamer, which is also pink and white, the length of both sides should be one meter on the ground, the texture should be slippery but not transparent, and there should be no yarn."

Nightdry grass seriously described the appearance of the dance clothes, and was so tired that she sat on a wooden bench and poured water for herself.

"Lu Fu has written it down, if the violinist has no other instructions, I will go to work on the dance costume." Green Fu took the picture of the dance costume on the white paper, although she didn't seem to understand what was drawn, but it should not be difficult for the pianist to describe it, and returned to the position where the dance costume was made.

Night Dry Grass drank two sips of water, and found that Lan Xue had been on the second floor of the attic for a long time, why hadn't she come down yet, and got up and walked to the second floor of the stairs.

There is only a long passage on the second floor of the attic, and there are rooms on the left and right, and in the upper left corner of each room will be hung with someone's brand, and at the last corner, the name of the blue snow drift brand is hung, and there is a knock on the door.

After waiting for a while, no one opened the door, and knocked a lot repeatedly, but still no one came out to open the door, there was a bad premonition, whether something would happen, in a hurry, kicked open the door, on the side of the screen, Lan Xue was lying on the ground, her face was pale.

Night Dry Grass picked up Lan Xuepiao, put her head on her thigh, patted her face twice, and called, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Lan Xuepiao opened her eyes weakly, her mouth opened and closed, her voice was very vague, she couldn't tell what she wanted to say, and she tried to express it with her body, but her body had no strength.

Lu Fu went up to the second floor of the attic, and was about to ask the night withered grass some questions about dance clothes, when she saw the door of Lan Xuepiao's room open, she glanced at it, and saw the scene in front of her, and exclaimed: "Someone! Oh no, the luthier murdered Miss. ”

Night Withered Grass put down Blue Snow Drift, rushed over to cover Lu Fu's mouth, and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Which eye saw me murder her? ”

On the first floor of the attic, the embroidery girls heard the sound of green fu coming from upstairs, and everyone rushed up, all gathered outside the blue snow drifting house, no one dared to go in, screaming: "Come on!" Help me! ”

In less than a while, the guards who were patrolling nearby were attracted to hurriedly walk to the second floor of the attic and asked, "What happened?" ”

"The young lady fell, and when I came up, I saw the luthier beside me." Green Fu said.

Night Withered Grass was dumbfounded, gesturing with her hands, and explained, "It was already like this when I came in, and it wasn't what Green Fu said at all. ”

"Take the violinist away first, and all the others will go to the first floor, and Lufu will go and ask for a doctor." The lead guard commanded.

Lufu hurriedly ran down the stairs and hurried to the Imperial Doctor's Office.

The other embroidery girls were afraid of being implicated, so they all went down one floor, returned to their positions, looked at each other, and whispered: "I didn't expect the piano master to approach Miss for a purpose, and I don't know my heart when I know people." ”

"Don't talk about it! Be careful that everyone is implicated. One of the embroidery girls interrupted their discussion.

The withered grass was escorted by two guards to the courtyard of the dance pavilion to wait for it to fall.

Half an hour later, the imperial doctor rushed to Wu Ya Ge, hurriedly ran up to the second floor of the attic, and came to the house where Lan Xue had fallen, and applied needles to his pulse.

The leading guard left the second floor of the attic, came to the courtyard, and interrogated: "With your status as a luthier, you don't have the courage to do so, are you under the command of someone?" Who is that man? ”

"Brother guard, I was wronged, you have to believe me." Nightshade cried.

The leading guard gave an order: "Get on the board, beat me, and beat me until she says it!" ”

"It's not...... Listen to me, I was really wronged. Nightshade argued weakly.

The guards carried the night withered grass up to the bench, and the left and right guards each took a board, left and right, and slapped her on the ass in twos and threes.

"Ahh Yikes! It hurts! You cold-blooded people, I have said that I was wronged. The withered grass cried and struggled.

The guards on both sides grabbed Nightweed's arm and kept her from moving, and the guards who were playing the board continued to swing the board, striking her twenty times.