"Aunt Ping, is grandpa sick?" Du Jinyun misses his grandfather very much.

"Something to say in one go." Qian'er looked at the people from Du Mansion, and asked and answered, and the county lord was in a hurry if she had nothing to do, after all, the county lord was in good health and couldn't stand the toss. Anxious for the county lord, he asked the people from Du Mansion.

"Aunt Ping asked us to bring needles, threads, and good materials to the county lord, and let the county lord sew the wedding dress himself." The people from Du Mansion finally finished talking about it.

"What, let the county lord sew the wedding dress himself." Qian'er was worried about the county lord's body and couldn't stand the fatigue.

"Aunt Ping said that this is the rule of marriage, which means a needle and a couple." The person from Du Fu told the truth.

"Put things here." Du Jinjun gladly accepted.

"County Lord, retire."

"County Lord, retire." The people who came from Du Fu left one after another.

"Qian'er, treat them well for me, arrange for them to stay, and we will return to Beijing together in a few days." Du Jinyun thought about it, the wedding was coming, and it was time to return to Beijing.

"County Lord, how did your body endure it, the boat was tired, and you were still motion sick when you sat in the carriage. You also have to sew a wedding dress, you are just sick. Qian'er felt sorry for the county lord.

"It's okay, Qian'er, haven't I been sick?" Du Jinyun looked a little energetic.

"County Lord, if not, I'll help you sew your wedding dress." Qian'er couldn't bear the tiredness of the county lord, and was ready to sew a wedding dress for the county lord by herself.

"The wedding dress cannot be replaced by others, if it can be replaced, Aunt Ping feels so sorry for me, how can I bear to be tired, she must help me sew, why bother to send needles, threads, and good materials from the capital to the Sudden Villa." Du Jinyun had heard of this rule of marriage.

"A stitch and a line, a pair." Qian'er thought carefully.

"If you want to sew a wedding dress, sew it with me, but for yourself. Needle and thread, good material, divide you in half. Du Jinyun joked about Qian'er.

"Who said I was going to marry Gu Zhuang Zhao." Qian'er said casually.

"I didn't say Gu Zhuang's edict, you said it yourself." Du Jinyun looked at Qian'er, and he still had the edict of Guzhuang in his heart, but he got into the horns for a while.

"County Lord, County Lord......" Qian'er was speechless, it was indeed said by herself, it was all blame on Gu Zhuang's edict, she followed behind her if she had nothing to do, and she couldn't drive it away. It's not to send flowers, just send food, use, wear, don't do it once, send more next time, and the harmful Qian'er has to accept it. Dangling in front of my eyes every day, it's hard to think about it, I can dream of him in my dreams, and I'm speechless when I think about it.

"The edict of Guzhuang is very good." Du Jinyun saw that Gu Zhuang Zhao really liked Qian'er, not only to be responsible, but to talk about Qian'er.

"County Lord, I'll arrange the people of Du Mansion." Qian'er found an excuse to leave. It's not that I don't know the mind of Gu Zhuangzhao, people's hearts are flesh and blood, but how can there be a master who is not married yet, and the slave marries first.

"Needlework and thread, good materials, divide half of them, send them to your room, and you can do it yourself." Du Jinyun watched Qian'er slip away, evaded the topic, and forcibly sent it out.

"Qian'er still didn't agree to Gu Zhuang's proposal." As soon as Qian'er left, the king of Zhenyuan County came in.

"No, it's just a bitter heart of Gu Zhuang's edict." Du Jinjun felt that it was a pity.

"Gu Zhuang Zhao still understands romance very well, compared to him, I'm so bad." The king of Zhenyuan County reflected on himself, and he didn't send anything to Du Jinyun, and he was a little ashamed.

"You still know, do you know, looking at the things that Qian'er receives from Guzhuang's edict every day, they are not flowers, but food, use, and wear, I am very envious." Du Jinyun was unhappy and said coquettishly.

"I don't understand romance, why didn't you say it earlier." The king of Zhenyuan County saw that Du Jinyun was unhappy and comforted.

"Asking for something is no different from asking for food." Du Jinyun turned his face very unhappy.

"Then what should I do now, or I'll sew you a wedding dress." The king of Zhenyuan County thought about the law and made Du Jinyun happy.

"The wedding dress is irreplaceable, meaning a pair of stitches and threads." Du Jinyun refused.

"A needle and a thread, I will sew it for you, and you wear it, so that it is more in line with a needle and a thread, after all, you are married to me." The king of Zhenyuan didn't think about it, so he said it.

"Female Red, will you?" Du Jinyun questioned the king of Zhenyuan County.

"No, you can teach me, as long as you don't dislike me, the sewing is ugly, it's fine." The king of Zhenyuan County dug a big pit for himself.

"As long as you sew it, I like it, after all, the mind is the most important, anyway, it's worn for you to see, you don't dislike it, I have nothing to dislike." Du Jinyun couldn't be happier.

"Then we say sew, we sew." The king of Zhenyuan County couldn't wait to learn female workers.

"Can you help me measure it first?" Du Jinyun stood in front of the king of Zhenyuan County and asked him to measure, he had long lost the shyness of the first meeting.

"Sleeve length, waist circumference, chest circumference, strength circumference, leg length." The king of Zhenyuan County wrote them down one by one.

"It's so easy, I'll learn it." The king of Zhenyuan County watched Du Jinyun demonstrate in person, and felt that it was very simple.

"Don't be too happy too soon, why don't you try?" Du Jinyun put down the needle and thread in his hand and handed it to the king of Zhenyuan County.

"Try it, just try it." The king of Zhenyuan County disagreed, and took the needle and thread in Du Jinyun's hand.

"Let's sew it down." Du Jinyun guided.

"Oops, my hands." The king of Zhenyuan County was pricked with a needle in his hand.

"Well, I'll blow it for you." Du Jinyun was worried, picked up the hand of the king of Zhenyuan and began to blow.

"It's fine." Seeing that Du Jinyun cared so much about his hands, the king of Zhenyuan County continued to sew, not caring about his hands at all, although the wound was very small, but the ten fingers were connected to the heart, it was still a little painful.

"Or I'll do it myself." Du Jinyun saw that the king of Zhenyuan County was needled, and pricked one needle after another, feeling a little distressed.

"I'll help you sew, I'll help you sew, manly man, talk about it." The king of Zhenyuan County sewed carefully and slowly got started.

"Lord Wang, you are so good, compared to what Gu Zhuang Zhao gave to Qian'er, you are much better." Du Jinjun was very moved.

"That is, this wedding dress, with my sweat, blood, and more of my mind, a stitch and a couple." The king of Zhenyuan County sewed not only the wedding dress, but also the affection for Du Jinyun.

"People are there, clothes are there, love is there." Du Jinyun looked at the king of Zhenyuan County, who was seriously sewing the wedding dress, and felt that he was very handsome, very handsome, handsome to the point of his heart. A serious man, the most handsome, exquisitely embroidered, not as good as a stitch and a thread of the king of Zhenyuan County.

A thousand words are less than a stitch and a thread, and a thousand good words are not as good as a wedding dress. Love is action, willing to put thought into it for you, even if things are cheap, but what is spent for you is the most precious.

"How's that, how's it going, how is the embroidery?" The king of Zhenyuan County couldn't wait to sew himself, and showed Du Jinyun a little bit of the finished product.