Haitang saw that the young lady did not use a knife or a needle and thread, and turned the cloth in the air, and it automatically fell on her body and became clothes.

The old clothes were not taken off, but they were already thrown aside.

The clothes were a style that Begonia had never seen before.

The unusually wide sleeves, gorgeous tails, and fluttering clothes make the young lady look like a phoenix in flames, proud of independence.

"Miss, you are as beautiful as a phoenix bird."

Begonia's eyes were full of amazement.

In her memory, Miss was not suitable for wearing red, red always made Miss's face more and more pale, and she felt that she couldn't suppress her clothes.

And now, she felt that there was nothing more suitable for Miss than red!

Only red can reflect the enthusiasm, pride, and publicity of Miss!

It's obviously the same person, but the aura is completely different.

"Phoenix?"

The Blood Rakshasa sneered, "How can it compare to me." ”

"You change your clothes, too."

The Blood Rakshasa suddenly said to Begonia.

"Me?"

Begonia was stunned.

Without waiting for Begonias to react, Blood Rakshasa's gaze had already been collected in the store.

"Since your name is Begonia, let's do this."

The Blood Rakshasa stretched out his hand and hooked it, and a piece of cloth flew over.

It was a goose yellow background material, embroidered with pink and purple begonias, which looked fresh and gorgeous.

This kind of material, where is it that a subordinate like her wears it!

"This ...... Do I wear? Miss, no, no......"

But I can't help but say that the Blood Rakshasa has already covered her with cloth.

As soon as he fell, he automatically became a garment.

Looking at herself, Begonia breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the clothes that the young lady gave her were not like her own, with long sleeves and long hems.

She has narrow cuffs and floor-length skirts, which is much more convenient.

Where did the Blood Rakshasa think so much, she just made it for her according to the clothes of the fairy maids in her immortal palace.

"Alright, let's go."

After changing into new clothes, the Blood Rakshasa turned to leave.

"We ...... Just gone? ”

Begonia asked a little uneasily.

They just took the fabric from someone's shop and didn't pay, can they go?

Such...... It's really not good!

But just as she wanted to say something more, she saw that the young lady had already strode ahead, so she had to hurry up.

When leaving the store, Haitang glanced back at the store's signboard, and was dumbfounded - Yufu Embroidery Village?

This is the one that often makes clothes for the royal family, and the Yufu master in it is the Yufu embroidery village that even the emperor praises?

It's over, miss, do you know what kind of shop we've robbed!

Begonia lamented in her heart.

The night was getting deeper, and although Begonia was wearing the new clothes given by the young lady, it was not cold at all, but she yawned one after another, and she was sleepy.

But where do they live?

Do you really want to sleep on the streets?

"I've already drunk the best teahouse, and I've been to the best cloth house. So where is Begonia, the best place to live in this imperial city? ”

Blood Rakshasa suddenly turned around and asked.

"The best place, of course, is the palace."

Begonia blurted out subconsciously.

Since she was a child, she had heard that the palace was the most luxurious and extravagant place in the world, and that the beds there were made of gold.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she reacted, the young lady should be asking about the inn!

Where is the best inn...... was thinking about it, but Haitang suddenly saw the young lady's expression, and her face was eager to try.

An unbelievable thought popped up in Haitang's heart, "Miss, shouldn't you want to...... Staying in the palace? ”