He knelt down and replied, "The little girl's clothes have never been seen before, but it is a little similar to the cloud clothes and snow silk cloth that the Beisheng Kingdom only pays tribute to once a year. ”

"Chang Ding, go get it and show it to the little girl."

Chang Ding, who was waiting on the side, left with a minion.

"Come, give a seat." Xuanyuan Mingjun nodded the seat next to her, and Green Porcelain picked up An Jiu and stepped forward to put her on the seat.

"Little girl, what do you do, how are you cultivating?" Xuanyuan Mingjun was faintly excited when he asked An Jiu, and the calculation in his eyes was well hidden.

"Anything, cultivation is a heaven-level third stage." An Jiu felt Xuanyuan Mingjun's burning gaze, and his heart was a little hairy.

Heaven-level three stages? What kind of cultivation is this, and why is it different from what I know?

"What kind of cultivation is the third stage of the heavenly level?"

"You won't understand it, it's very powerful anyway."

Xuanyuan Mingjun nodded, he didn't want to ask about this kind of thing for immortal cultivators, cultivation was a secret to some of them.

Chang Ding came in with two minions, holding three rolls of fabric in his hands, Chang Ding beckoned the two minions who carried the fabric to carry the fabric to An Jiu, An Jiu touched it with his hand, there was a trace of aura from the fabric, An Jiu's eyes lit up slightly, and then sighed and said: "It still can't be compared with my clothes, forget it, just this kind of fabric!" ”

It seems that there are very few spiritual things in the mortal world!

Looking at An Jiu's disappointed eyes, the corners of Xuanyuan Mingjun and the others' mouths twitched a little.

This cloud silk is a unique silk thread in the northern Sheng country, a cloth takes two years to weave, and each silk thread is woven from the silk thread spit out by the spruce silkworm.

Each spruce silkworm only spits silk twice a year, and will not vomit again after spitting, the first time spit white silk, and the second spit is red silk, commonly known as blood silk, and they will die after spitting blood.

Moreover, the living conditions of spruce silkworms are very harsh, and the silk threads spit out are very small.

To weave a piece of cloth, how many spruce silkworms need less silk threads, she even dares to dislike it!

This kind of cloth Xuanyuan Mingjun has never used.

"How much of this fabric?" An Jiu put down the cloth in his hand and asked.

"There were three, two white and one red." Chang Ding replied on the side.

An Jiu frowned and was a little disappointed: "Is there only three?" But I want a lot of clothes! ”

Everyone has a love for beauty, and for An Jiu, a narcissist, she certainly pays the most attention to beauty, so she wants a lot of beautiful clothes to set off her beauty.

"If you want more, I can give you the Yunshang Snow Silk that Beisheng pays tribute every year, but you have to help me!"

"Then you have to keep it a secret, so that Ah Xiu doesn't know that I'm helping you!"

Xuanyuan Mingjun looked at An Jiu very imposingly, and An Jiu also looked at Xuanyuan Mingjun very imposingly, and the eye contact was some kind of inexplicable deal.

An Jiu and Xuanyuan Mingjun looked at each other and nodded, and Xuanyuan Mingjun asked Green Porcelain to take An Jiu to bathe and change clothes to participate in the evening feast.

As soon as Green Porcelain turned around, the corners of Xuanyuan Mingjun's mouth raised a meaningful and calculated smile.

An Jiu, who was about to leave after being held, turned his head as if he had a feeling, and happened to see the smile on the corner of Xuanyuan Mingjun's mouth that he didn't have time to retract, and he was inexplicably hairy, and he felt like he was jumping into a pit.

Xuanyuan Mingjun sent someone to send three pieces of cloth to the embroidery girl overnight, and let him take out the imperial paper to make a dress for An Jiu, and let Chang Ding grind his own pen to write the holy decree.

Xuanyuan Mingjun's holy decree can make An Jiu miserable in the future.