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"What the hell is the weather."

Jin Ling'er leaned on a rattan chair in the backyard in the palace, her clothes were half-undone, the fan in her hand was frequently stirred, Qiaoyun was carefully tossing a pair of pants in the small pavilion, and Qiaoqiao was sitting there drawing her favorite clothing design on a piece of paper.

The only one is Zuo Rou, who is pitiful and pitiful there, who is holding a book and cultivating Song Beiyun's major and Jin Ling'er's assistant editor, the first book of women's rights and interests in the Great Song Dynasty - "How Ladies Are Made".

That's the title of the book.,Specially born for the in the.,The tricks in it are fatal.、The sentences in it hook the soul.,If it's a man who doesn't have some ability.,Definitely can't resist the third chapter.。

"I want to go drinking." Zuo Rou put down the book and tore off the bead flower on her head: "The old lady hates such a vulgar thing." ”

Zuo Rou wears beaded flowers, if Song Beiyun sees it, he can laugh at her for three years, and even what he will say Zuo Rou has thought about it, such as "Brother Zuo, if you are like this, my brother will not be happy, it is better to show your breasts and drink and talk happily" and something like that, it must be indispensable.

Obviously he's smaller than himself, okay! A few years are small, a few months are small, a few days are small, even if they are a few hours small, they are small!

"You want to eat." Jin Ling'er raised her head: "Tomorrow, the prince of the Wang family is coming, what are you waiting for?" ”

Zuo Rou pouted and muttered with an unhappy face, this passive skill sometimes makes her look cute, and sometimes she looks like a pure critic.

"Insert the beads back in for me, and continue to write down the contents of the book. We're all busy working for you, and you're good that you think about drinking and going wild all day. If you want me to see it, you should marry into that high family, and be bound by the rules of etiquette day and night, and say that you do not obey the way of women at the slightest mistake in words and deeds. ”

"Then I might as well die!" Zuo Rou put down the book and sighed with a sad face: "When will that dead thing be willing to talk about Journey to the West to the eighth chapter, it's been broken for so long, it's annoying." Damn it! ”

Qiaoyun raised his head and glanced at her with a smile, but he didn't speak because of his identity, but said prettyly: "He's been very busy these days, and his heels don't touch the ground." He was called away before dawn today, and he hadn't returned when I went out, and I didn't know what he was doing. ”

"Say what he's doing, bad luck." Jin Ling'er said angrily: "Said that you came to me on the second day, it's been a few days, and there's no trace, damn dog." ”

"You scold and scold him in front of him." Zuo Rou sneered: "I don't know who it is, I am obedient in front of people, but I am scolding and scolding after people." ”

"Yo, Sister Rou, did I poke your weakness? So jumping? If you want me to say, you don't marry the royal family and you are not the etiquette dogma, right? It's that there is a hearty meat outside, and I can't bear to let it go. ”

If it is about sharp teeth and sharp mouth, Jin Ling'er is afraid that she will only be deflated by Song Beiyun, and if she puts it on others, her combat effectiveness is top-notch, not only by driving, but also by Song Beiyun, an old yin and yang person, this yin and yang weird ability can only be caught by Song Beiyun, an old yin and yang person.

Qiaoyun and Qiaoqiao never fight for this, Qiaoyun because of identity problems, and Qiaoqiao is the kind of mentality that looks lively.

"Okay, Sister Rou doesn't have to fight with Jin Ling'er, let's choose the fabric." Qiao Qiao interrupted the dispute between Jin Ling'er and Zuo Rou: "If it were faster, I would be able to sew out the clothes for Sister Rou today." ”

Zuo Rou stepped forward a little unwillingly, rummaged through the sample roll in the pretty little bag, and muttered while looking for fabrics: "Dressed all day long, it looks awkward, and it smells of wind and dust." ”

Qiao Qiao has long been accustomed to Zuo Rou's broken thoughts, and she automatically filtered these words and began to introduce Zuo Rou to various fabrics of cloth.

"This piece is Shu embroidery, the price is more expensive than Su embroidery, but it looks old-fashioned, Su embroidery is smart but more suitable for Her Royal Highness the princess, let me see, Sister Rou is so suitable for this Yue Xiu."

"It's up to you." Zuo Rou didn't bother to pick after listening: "Anyway, I don't care." ”

Smile and put the sample back into their bag, into the room to pick up a large roll of fine Cantonese embroidery, Guangdong embroidery compared to the calm and introverted embroidery of Shu, Suzhou embroidery bright and gorgeous, it is unique to the layout of the full, the pattern is luxuriant, the scene is warm, the color is rich, the contrast is strong, the red and green are famous.

Qiaoqiao seems to be a natural artist, although she has not received professional training in the past, but she has a unique vision, and even Song Beiyun feels that if she is in the future, I am afraid she will definitely become that kind of world-class fashion designer.

She unfolded the scroll of Cantonese embroidery and compared it to Zuo Rou. This is not comparative, I don't know, a comparison only to find that this Cantonese embroidery is simply too suitable for Zuo Rou.

First of all, Zuo Rou's body is the most slender, the thin waist and hips are top-notch, and the disadvantage is that the upper body is thinner, but this flowery Cantonese embroidery just makes up for her shortcoming, because of the complexity of the pattern, people ignore Zuo Rou's flat chest, and the relatively dark tone also makes her look more gentle and calm.

"That's it."

Qiao Qiao looked at it with satisfaction, and then she pulled out the scissors from the side like a martial arts master, and cut the whole piece of fabric with a sound, and then the ruler and chalk went into battle together to cut the fabric smoothly.

This process was smooth and enjoyable, and even Qiaoyun stopped what she was doing and concentrated on watching her as a tailor.

And when it comes to being a female worker, Qiaoyun is really not good, although she herself is very hard-working, but in the end, she is born from dancing knives and guns, even if she sews clothes and shoes whenever she has time, but the quality of the finished product is indeed a little miserable, so seeing that Qiao Qiao is so skillful, her eyes are full of envy.

"Pretty guys, how are you so skilled?"

"I've liked it since I was a child, and Brother Beiyun often buys fabrics for me to practice, and he is familiar with it." Qiao Qiao said with a smile while cutting: "Now that I think about it, it is the fabrics that I practice, and I can buy a house with a courtyard in Luzhou Mansion, it's a pity......"

"I really envy others." Jin Ling'er walked over and leaned against the pavilion to look at Qiaoqiao: "I have been protected and petted since I was a child, but with that guy's temperament, you are not less light, right?" ”

Qiao Qiao lowered her head, her face turned red, she didn't refute, just squinted at Qiao Yun: "That's not as good as Sister Qiao Yun, Sister Qiao Yun is the one who is bullied the most." ”

Qiao Yun couldn't understand that at that time, the whole person became as red as a boiled lobster, and even the skin on his arms was flushed with pink crystals.

"Huh? Qiaoyun? Jin Ling'er tilted her head and looked at Qiaoyun: "You have also been bullied?" ”

Qiao Yun waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no...... Don't listen to the. ”

Qiao Qiao didn't speak, just pursed her lips and chuckled, but when her eyes and Qiao Yun's gaze touched, Qiao Yun quickly dodged it, and there was a ghost in her heart.

This small detail will naturally not be discovered by Zuo Rou, a foolish man, but Jin Ling'er is as careful as a needle, she found that there was something wrong here at a glance, her eyes narrowed slightly, let out a faint cold snort, turned back to her recliner, and no longer participated in these discussions.

Although there are some small waves, the speed of Qiaoqiao's hands has not decreased at all, and the general shape of the clothes is quickly sewn out, and the rest is completed as long as the hemming is completed.

"Sister Rou, you try, I'll see where I still need to repair."

"Oh......"

There was no one else at the scene, and Zuo Rou naturally didn't care about anything, so she took off her clothes in the pavilion, and Jin Ling'er looked at her chest and then at herself, and let out an irrepressible sneer.

"What are you laughing at!" Zuo Rou turned around and glared at Jin Ling'er: "Look at you like that, a cow-like thing." ”

"Yes, yes, some people are not like cows, but like the yellow-haired childish children, and I don't know which man has such a good appetite, and he is not afraid of giving birth to a baby in the future without rations."

"If only you could help feed it then, you have it anyway." Zuo Rou snorted coldly and shot back, and put on the prototype of the clothes made for him by Qiaoqiao: "At that time, I will call you a nurse, you will not lose, and the nurse is also a mother." ”

"Yo, Sister Rou has also become sharp-tongued, it's not easy." Jin Ling'er was-for-tat, but when she saw Zuo Rou's appearance, she was about to get angry, so she was no longer more excited, and changed the conversation: "Sister Qiaoqiao, make me a dress too, I can look so good when I see that she can dress so well, I will definitely look better than her." ”

"It's hard." Pretty and upright, he said in his heart: "Jin Ling'er doesn't know, this dress should be good-looking, and the body can't be too stylish, otherwise Shengsheng will wear good clothes and deform, and it looks like a different style, although it is not bad, but if it is the same style, even you dare not wear it out." ”

After speaking, she also added: "Besides, this material is very provocative, Sister Rou's face is unique in the world, she can easily submit this material, and others can't wear this posture, so she can only wear the dust all over her body." ”

Jin Ling'er is obviously very unhappy, but Qiaoqiao has always talked like this, and why she likes to grab Zuo Rou's things since she was a child, isn't it because she has not been as good-looking as Zuo Rou since she was a child, even she is already the result of genetic optimization, but who made Zuo Rou's mother a stunning beauty sent by the Persian envoy back then, with deep eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and fair and delicate skin.

"No matter what, I want to ...... too" Jin Ling'er began to sprinkle, and those who are familiar with her know that this is her to the point where she is unreasonable but unreasonable: "You also make me a body, otherwise I will be unhappy." ”

"Good, good." Qiao Qiao smiled helplessly: "I'll do it for you after I'm done with Sister Rou first, she will see her lover tomorrow." ”

"Lover's a fart!" Zuo Rou punched the pillar, shaking the pavilion to ashes: "The old lady punched his five organs to displace!" ”