Call!

Chu Yueqing sighed frustratedly: "Is it really so bad? ”

But she embroidered it according to the memories in her mind!

Seeing her serious appearance, Xuanyuan Hao couldn't help asking, "Why did you suddenly remember to embroider a handkerchief?" ”

Referring to this question, Chu Yueqing helplessly looked at the red embroidered handkerchief on the table.

Hey, what did she think at the time, she should have simply refused!

Xuanyuan Hao followed her line of sight, and his gaze fell on Xipa on the desk. It was instantly clear in my heart that I was going to embroider a hijab. He said: "Actually, there are many styles of Hipa, so we might as well go to the street and have a look." ”

"To the streets? But didn't you say that I better not go out lately? Moreover," Chu Yueqing looked up at the rising sun through the window lattice: "This weather is so hot." ”

In fact, this is the reason why Chu Yueqing is willing to stay in Haowangfu.

The sun is too strong outside, and if you go out for a walk or two, won't you get a black tan?!

And in this era, there are no cosmetics with all kinds of functions, if you really tan, I'm afraid you can only wait until winter to cover white!

"It's early in the morning, and the sun isn't too strong yet." Xuanyuan Hao's clear voice sounded in Chu Yueqing's ears, bringing a touch of coolness to the summer heat: "We can go early, come back early, or we can go for a walk in the suburbs after seeing the embroidered cloth style." ”

Chu Yueqing looked at Xuanyuan Hao with flashing eyes, his eyes shining: "You mean, you want to go out with me?" ”

Xuanyuan Hao nodded, and finally took a break, of course he wanted to go out with Qingqing alone.

"Alright, I'll go get my hood on." Chu Yueqing trotted to the inner room. Following Xuanyuan Hao's side, it was as if she was carrying a mobile air conditioner, and she was still worried about the hot weather.

Now, all she has to do is put on her hat and she's all set!

Xuanyuan Hao looked at her departing back and couldn't help laughing. Then he raised his voice and said, "Xiao Xiangzi, prepare the carriage." ”

……

The shops on Xuanwu Street are bustling with activity at all times.

At the entrance of the shop, there is almost always a small house dedicated to welcoming customers. On the side of the street, there are also ornate horse-drawn carriages that stop from time to time. The ladies of the capital were helped out of the carriage by the maids and entered one shop after another with elegant steps.

The carriage that Chu Yueqing and Xuanyuan Hao were riding soon arrived at Xuanwu Street, which was full of people.

Chu Yueqing lifted the curtain on the carriage from time to time and secretly looked at the people outside.

Shrewd eyes, innocent smiles, honest tones, and even the occasional quarrel in the ears. Chu Yueqing felt very vibrant.

Compared with the orderly and well-behaved Hao Wangfu, it seems more humane here.

After entering Xuanwu Street, I didn't go far before the carriage stopped. I only heard the coachman say: "Prince, princess, Qingxi Pavilion has arrived." ”

"It's here so soon." Chu Yueqing muttered and put down the corner of the curtain lifted in his hand. Picked up the hat next to him and put it on his head: "Okay, let's go down." ”

"Wait a minute, I'll go down first." Xuanyuan Hao got up, walked in front of Chu Yueqing, and jumped down.

This scene reminded Chu Yueqing of the first time they went to the Fenghou Mansion. At that time, she was quite jealous of Xuanyuan Hao's chic jump LeTV.

Today, Xuanyuan Hao is like this again. The vain and competitive little flame in Chu Yueqing's heart burst out at the right time, and she walked to the side of the carriage, intending to jump down willfully.

Then. Xuanyuan Hao walked up to her and stretched out his broad and slender hand: "Come down, I'll pick you up." ”

Chu Yueqing stood on the carriage and looked down to see Xuanyuan Hao's unparalleled face. At that moment, he held his hand very spinelessly, jumped off the carriage in an orderly manner, and plunged into Xuanyuan Hao's arms.

Xuanyuan Hao hugged Chu Yueqing as he wished, a trace of sweetness welled up in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled. But he still managed to calm down, took Chu Yueqing's hand, and walked into Qingxi Pavilion.

And what about Chu Yueqing? She was so embarrassed that she was secretly happy. Under a white hood. Hanging his head and following Xuanyuan Hao's footsteps, he walked in.

It wasn't until she entered the Qingxi Pavilion that she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

She wants to show Xiàn's chic, why does she become well-behaved and bird-like if she doesn't pay attention?

Her lowered eyes stared at the hand she was holding tightly with Xuanyuan Hao, and she couldn't help but spit on herself and said: Chu Yueqing. The willpower is too unswerving, and a little bit of beauty can make you stunning!?

However, there is no sincerity in this rejection. After spitting, Chu Yueqing still walked to the counter with Xuanyuan Hao, raised his face and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have a new hijab pattern here?" ”

Keikkaku is a well-known long-established brand in Beijing. The style of the wedding dress of many noble ladies when they got married was from the hands of the master of Qingxi Pavilion, and then the embroidered woman sewed the wedding dress according to the pattern.

Naturally, there are also women with mediocre embroidery work, and they will let the embroiderers of Qingxi Pavilion embroider the wedding dress together.

Chu Yueqing was also on the way here, and after listening to Xuanyuan Hao, he knew that there was still such a place in the capital.

Chu Yueqing was overjoyed, no matter in ancient times, the wedding was the most important day for a woman, and for the wedding, the wedding dress was naturally the top priority.

She planned with great interest, and after choosing the style today, she went home and embroidered.

Embroider slowly, and you can always embroider a working hijab.

"Hijab style?" The shopkeeper of Qingxi Pavilion said with a smile: "Madam, you are a coincidence." There's a new one in the store that hasn't been sold yet, would you like to take a look? ”

"A pattern?" Chu Yueqing asked, "Why is there only one pair?" ”

The shopkeeper replied with a smile: "Madam, you don't know, each of the hijab styles of our wedding dresses in the Qingxi Pavilion is unique. We will never take out a style that has already been sold to our customers. ”

"Oh, that's right." Chu Yue Qingdao. Thought: unique, personal. No wonder Qingxi Pavilion is so famous in the capital!

"Okay, then I'll take a look at that first."

The shopkeeper nodded yes, turned around and went to the shop to get the style.

As soon as the shopkeeper left, he greeted him again: "Guest officer, please wait in the private room with the villain." ”

Xuanyuan Hao bowed his head and led Chu Yueqing to the second floor with the little girl.

On the first floor of the second floor of the Qingxi Pavilion, there are more than a dozen small private rooms where guests are waiting to rest, and as soon as you step over the steps, you can hear the sound of conversation in the private rooms.

"It's the master in our shop who is showing the styles to the ladies who are going to make wedding dresses, and when the styles are satisfied, they can take over the next job." The little guy explained.

Xiao Wu led Xuanyuan Hao and Chu Yueqing to a room where no one sat down and waited, and then left. In a few moments, the little guy brought fresh pastries and tea. After pouring the tea, the little guy said: "Guest officer, you sit here and wait, the villain goes to guard outside the house, if you need anything, just call the villain." ”

"Yes, okay." Chu Yueqing nodded in response.

The little guy bowed his head and withdrew.

After the little guy walked away, Chu Yueqing said to Xuanyuan Hao: "I didn't expect there to be such a place in Beijing, I don't know what their wedding dress looks like, there are so many people who like it!"

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Sorry, I can't add more today.

Another: There was a small bug in the previous chapter, the hijab can't be called Xipa, and Xipa has a different meaning, so I changed it back.

It's a shame~ (To be continued.) )