"Me?" Yan Moying was stunned for a moment, looked at Yun Keyou, and then looked at Zhaolin and Yin Ruchen.

Although Zhaolin was very reluctant to let Yan Moying stay alone in front of Yun Keyou for a while, he thought that Yan Moying would leave soon, and it would be five years to say goodbye, so he said to Yan Moying: "Maybe she has something to say, then Miss Yin and I will go out first." ”

Yin Ruchen didn't have any other ideas, so he went out with Zhaolin.

As soon as Zhaolin and Yin Ruchen left, Yun Keyou took out a cloth bag. She poured out nine purses from the cloth bag, some of which looked rough and some of which looked decent.

Yun Keyou picked up one of the best ones and said to Yan Moying: "Brother Moying, the purse you brought out of the palace is old, this is a new one I made for you, and the patterns on it are all embroidered by me with a needle and a thread." You know, I don't like needlework, and I'm not good at it, but I've learned it very seriously, and the others have done it earlier than this one, but I'm not satisfied with those, so I'll do it again if I'm not satisfied, and if I'm not satisfied, I'll continue to do it again, and every time I see it, I'll be better than the first one, and I'm very happy, until this last one can finally make me see for myself. But what I've done is never very good, I hope you don't dislike it, just take it. Yun Keyou's words were sincere, her eyes were sincere, and she handed the ninth purse she made to Yan Moying.

"But you, when the purse is old, I can just change it, how hard you work!" Yan Moying took the purse and said, "Thank you!" Thank you so much! ”

Yun Keyou smiled and said, "I don't feel too hard, I'm just a little worried that you'll think I'm not good enough." ”

Yan Moying took a closer look at the purse and felt that this thing was indeed very finely made, and praised: "You have done so well and don't need to worry about being laughed at by His Royal Highness the Prince!" If he sees it, he will admire you, and I admire you very much now! ”

"How is it possible......" Yun Keyou's face flushed slightly.

"Haha, don't be presumptuous!" Yan Moying smiled and said.

"Don't show it to him!" Yun Ke leisurely said.

Yan Moying looked at the pattern embroidered on the purse again, the neat stitches, the just right stitch distance, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be difficult for him to think that this purse was made by Yun Keyou, a person who is usually not interested in needlework. He picked up a few of the other eight purses, and none of them were as workmanship as the ninth. One of the other eight purses was a little rough in workmanship, and compared to the ninth, it even made people feel that they were not made by the same person. Yan Moying thought, maybe the roughest one was the one she did first. He deeply felt that the thin lines on the pattern of this ninth purse had made great efforts and used a lot of energy every time he passed through it. He couldn't bear to say, "How troublesome it is for you to learn to do this!" You don't like needlework. ”

"Originally, it was a very troublesome thing, but when I thought that the purse was for you, I didn't feel troublesome; I don't like needlework, but I like to do it for you. Yun Ke looked at Yan Moying leisurely and said sincerely.

"Keyou, ...... you" Yan Moying heard this, and saw that Yun Keyou was looking at him with a look that was different from usual, so he was stunned.