Ling's female red embroidery skills are really good, and she was stared at by her mother when she was young, but everything she learned was made with great painstaking efforts.

Yan Qing has never seen a woman making clothes, but now look, Ling Hua is as demure as a painting, and the arrogant and domineering demonic character that Qin Huan complained about in his mouth is completely gone, and he can't see the fierce strength of everyone outside who is afraid of keeping his mouth shut, no matter how you look at it, she looks like a little girl who is comfortable in a room and IKEA.

But he knew that she wasn't a soft and harmless little girl at IKEA!

Her name resounded in the back beam, she quarreled with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in front of the palace, her face turned pale in the face of being thrown down the second floor with her front feet, and she could calmly enter the palace to give him His Majesty's sweat and blood horse.

She's a hidden needle in the brocade! If you are really deceived by her appearance, you are really stupid.

Qin Huan was deceived by her appearance before? That's why he's so miserable now!

Yan lightly brushed aside his eyes, stood up, looked unhappy, and said firmly, "I'll go back to the house for a nap!" ”

Ling Hua: "......"

What kind of tantrum do you have all of a sudden?

She was a little confused, but she nodded and agreed very happily, "Okay, you go to sleep." ”

Yan Qing entered the back room, and as he entered, the bamboo curtain crackled with a crisp sound.

Ling Hua sounded like it was knocking on her heart, and it seemed that this anger was not small.

She looked down at the fabric in her hand, no matter how smart she was, she couldn't guess, she was very dazed.

However, she didn't plan to chase in and ask, and her intuition was that there would be no good fruit to eat if she asked at this time. I just didn't know, bowed my head and continued to make clothes.

Yan Qing lay down on the bed, his movements were large, touching the wound, he "sizzled" a breath, frowned at the wound, and opened his eyes irritably.

There was no movement in the outer painting hall, and the sound of cloth rubbing could be faintly heard.

Yan raised his hand lightly and lowered the curtain and closed his eyes.

Ling Hua heard that there was no movement in the room, Yan Qing obviously went to bed for a nap, she sighed silently, feeling that there was a long way to go.

Sure enough, this kaolin flower is not easy to pick, although she is on the kaolin, but she is also walking on the edge of the cliff, she can't get carried away, she should be careful everywhere, otherwise she may slip under her feet one day, fall off the cliff and fall to pieces.

Liuli quietly walked in from the outside, and saw that Ling Hua was thrown here alone to make clothes, and the person she made clothes went back to the house to take a nap with peace of mind, she looked at Ling Hua with pity, "Miss, you don't rest?" ”

"Nope." Ling Hua lowered his voice, "Half a day's work, by the time it gets dark, you can finish sewing." ”

After dark, she had to go to Jing Zhaoyin's prison to detoxify the four dead soldiers, and in the next few days, she had to pretend to stare at Jing Zhaoyin to interrogate and investigate the case, forcing the prince to find Jing Zhaoyin, and she couldn't make a mistake.

If you don't have enough time, what a nap!

Liuli was silent, "This dress is not in a hurry, right?" Have you forgotten? Yesterday, Qin Sangongzi woke up and asked Yunluo to send you a message, please go and save him, and now another day and night have passed. ”

Ling Hua really forgot, "Did the old lady of An Guo not remember Qin Huan, or did she plan to let him die in the ancestral hall?" ”

When it comes to this glass, there is something to say, "The old lady of An Guo has been able to get out of bed and walk around, this is still the credit of Miss you, I heard yesterday that you were assassinated, the little marquis was injured and poisoned to save you, and the old lady of An Guo seems to be half sick." ”

Ling Hua: "......"

What is this heart? Happy to see her and the banquet unlucky?

Her expression was faint, "Since the old lady of An Guo is fine, she will soon think of Qin Huan, whether to let him die in the ancestral hall or expel him from the house, and the conclusion will be made in these two days." ”

She is not in a hurry to act, she has to see how the old lady of An Guo disposes of Qin Huan, and then she will improvise.

Liuli nodded, "Why don't I go to Jingzhaoyin Prison for you?" You're so busy, you don't have to go. ”

Ling Hua shook his head, "You can't lure the prince to make a move." ”

Ruri sighed, "Then you have to take care of your own body bones, right?" ”

She didn't quite understand, what was the young lady doing in such a hurry to brush the favorability of the little marquis? The marriage is given by the holy decree, and the wedding date is set after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the marriage will be brought in in three months, shouldn't it be a long time? What's the hurry?

Ling Hua beckoned to Liuli.

Ruri moved closer to her.

Ling Hua whispered in her ear, "I will get married in three months, and I don't want to be empty in the cave room." ”

Ruri: "......"

It's that she's too naïve, and she's really anxious for three months.

Yan Qing lay on the bed, and at first listened to a few words of Ling Hua and Liuli, although the two of them lowered their voices, but his ears were good, and he could still hear clearly, and he didn't know what private words the two said later, and when he whispered, he couldn't hear clearly.

He yawned boredly, fell asleep, rolled over, and fell asleep.

This sleep, until the sun is in the west, then wake up.

When he woke up, there was still the sound of clothes grinding outside, and he got up and got out of bed and walked out.

I saw that Ling Hua was still sitting in the painting hall, bowing her head and sewing the clothes in her hand, most of the clothes were ready, and her face still looked demure and gentle.

He left her here for a long time, and he didn't see her unhappy at all.

Seeing him come out of the back room, Ling Hua raised his head and smiled at him, extremely gentle and kind, "Woke up?" ”

Yan looked at her lightly, "You've been doing it all the time?" ”

Ling Hua nodded.

Yan Qing's face was strange, "Aren't you tired after doing it for so long?" ”

"Tired!" Ling Hua nodded honestly, how could he not be tired from doing his work? She was dying of exhaustion, and she was supported by him in the house.

"Then don't do it, let's rest!" Yan waved his hand lightly, "I'm not in a hurry to wear it anyway." ”

"But I want to make it in a hurry to see you dress." Ling Hua took his words, no matter what he thought in his heart, what he said in his mouth was completely opposite, "This moon is so beautiful, I want to see what you look like on your body, and the rest of the fabric, even if it is Tianyun Brocade and Agarwood Forging, you are not in a hurry, you can do it slowly when you have time." ”

Banquet light: "......"

Let's go! You are in such a hurry, you deserve to be tired!

He sat down at the table, poured a cup of tea, moistened his throat, and looked up to see that there was not even a glass of water in front of her, "Where is your handmaid?" I won't even pour you water? ”

Ling Hua shook his head, "Liuli is not my maidservant, there is no deed of sale, she is the person given to me by my grandfather, mainly to accompany me to talk and protect me." ”

"Then why isn't she here to talk to you?" Yan Qing remembered that Liuli didn't seem to call the slave in front of Ling Picture, and the slave called me.

"I'm afraid to wake you up, I'm going to kick her out to play."

Yan Qing glanced out, Liuli didn't even see a shadow, not only her, Duanyang didn't know where to run, he asked, "Then are you thirsty?" ”

Ling Hua nodded, "I didn't feel thirsty earlier, but when you said that, I felt thirsty." ”

Yan Qing poured her a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her, "Drink!" ”

Ling Hua smiled, "Thank you, Little Marquis!" ”

Yan Qing looked at the half-finished clothes in her hand and asked, "How long will it take?" ”

"Before dark."

Yan looked at the sky and stood up, "Then you can continue to do it!" I went to see the sweaty BMW. ”

Ling Hua raised his face, "Did you give it a new name yesterday?" What is it called? ”

Yan didn't answer, but when he didn't hear it, he turned around and left.

Ling Hua: "......"

Isn't it called light painting? Embarrassed to say?

Out of the courtyard, Yan Qing slowly paced to the horse circle, and met the housekeeper who came in a hurry on the way, the housekeeper took a few pieces of rice paper in his hand, and smiled, "Little Hou Ye, have you woken up?" ”

Yan nodded lightly, "What's the happy thing?" So happy? ”

The housekeeper smiled and handed him the rice paper in his hand, "The people from the Ministry of Rites have already customized the wedding regulations, come to ask you and Miss Ling to take a look, because of the urgency of time, if you have any opinions, you will quickly mention them, and if you have no opinions, you will proceed in accordance with the regulations." ”

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to take it, glanced at it, it was dense, and he suddenly had a headache, and he opened his eyes, "Why is it so cumbersome and troublesome?" ”

The housekeeper smiled and said tentatively, "The people from the Ministry of Rites said that it was a charter formulated according to the requirements of the Queen Mother and Miss Ling. ”

Yan Qing refused and threw the rice paper to him, "Don't!" It's too much trouble! ”

The housekeeper hurriedly caught it and asked cautiously, "Do you want to ask Miss Ling?" Let's talk about it? After all, it is said that it is the result of a day of discussion between the Queen Mother and Miss Ling in Changning Palace, if this charter is not wanted, it is difficult for the Queen Mother and Miss Ling to say it. ”

Yan Qing stood in place for a while, his face was not good, and he stretched out his hand, "Give it to me!" ”

The butler hurriedly handed it to him.

Yan Qing took the charter and turned back to the painting hall.

Ling Hua was rubbing her wrists, the clothes on the table still had two sleeves left unsewn, and the glass of water that Yan Qing poured her had been drunk.

Seeing Yan Qing coming back, she raised her eyes, saw that he was unhappy again, and silently put down the wrist she was rubbing.