Zhen Qianhong was holding the * warm cotton robe, and his eyes were slightly sour.

He turned around and tried on clothes behind the screen, and the cotton robe was very fitting, not fat, not too thin, not too big, not too small, it was just right.

Looking at himself in the mirror, even he thinks that his spirit is extraordinarily good-looking!

When he came out, there was naturally another round of praise.

"Ouch, when my uncle wears this dress, it's like a god descending from heaven!" Mama Zhao said with a smile.

"Isn't it?" Yin Chuyue also praised, "This is really beautiful and fits!" ”

Pei Yuetong: "......"

It's very pretty, but so what?

She still just wants to roll her eyes!

Zhen Qianhong's gaze swept over her face, and when she saw her rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but chuckle.

It turns out that when I like a girl, even the strange appearance of her rolling her eyes and pouting is beautiful and cute!

"Auntie, I remember, you don't seem to have measured me, did you?" Zhen Qianhong said, "Why can you do it like this? ”

"Madame makes clothes, so you don't need to measure them!" Mama Zhao smiled, "When she took a look, she knew it in her heart!" ”

"How can you still do that?" Zhen Qianhong was stunned.

"It's not a skill, it's just a long time of practice!" Xu waved his hand and smiled.

"Long practice, long maturity?" Zhen Qianhong was puzzled.

"Mother loves to cut cloth and sew clothes on weekdays!" Yin Chuyue explained with a smile, "The clothes she made are not boastful, they are more beautiful and meticulous than the ready-to-wear clothes of the Linglong Pavilion!" ”

"It's hard to compare now!" Xu smiled, "A few years ago, the illness was not so serious, and even the tailors of Linglong Pavilion came to me to learn from it!" ”

"What's the trouble of making clothes?" Xu smiled, "Let me do nothing, lie down, lie down, it's really uncomfortable!" ”

"Madame has been used to it since she was a child!" Mama Zhao said on the side, "For her, this is a pastime!" Uncle doesn't have to take it to heart! Madame makes clothes, it's like playing! Besides, there's also the eldest lady to help! ”

"What? This dress was slowly sewn too? Zhen Qianhong was pleasantly surprised.

"Isn't it?" Yin Chuyue smiled and replied, "First of all, this design is from the hand of the eldest lady!" ”

"Slowly sewing clothes?" Zhen Qianhong looked at Pei Yuetong with a smile.

Pei Yuetong continued to roll her eyes.

If she knew that this dress was made for Zhen Qianhong, she would just sit idly under the tree and count the fallen leaves, and she wouldn't move her fingers!

"Slow craftsmanship, I'm afraid it's even better than me now!" Xu Shi looked at his daughter, his eyes were full of pride and pride, "This child is influenced by me, he likes to make clothes when he is a child, and recently this craft has a sense of rapid progress, I think, as far as her ideas are concerned, it is better than Linglong Pavilion!" ”

"Mother is very right!" Pei Yuetong nodded, "Linglong Pavilion can't compare with me!" ”

Xu Shi spat and said with a smile: "Look, you say you're fat, you're still panting!" ”

"Slowly, please be modest, okay?" Yin Chuyue also covered her lips and smiled.

"I'm telling the truth!" Pei Yuetong pouted.

When she was exiled with Zhen Qianhong, she relied on this skill of making clothes to help the Zhen family overcome the initial embarrassment and poverty.

Her eyes were red every day.

It's a pity that except for Zhen Qianhong and Zhen Ange, no one received her kindness to make ends meet.

When Zhen Qianhong became the king, he forgot everything.

Forget it, forget it, she was originally willing to pay, and no one forced her.

Now that I think about it, those difficult years also laid a solid foundation for her to make a fortune in Tangjing later.

She has been nurtured by the Hui family since she was a child, and she is quite talented in sewing and making clothes.

This talent has never been developed before, and it is only used as a daily pastime like Xu's.

But after being exiled, under embarrassment, he used this to make a living, and after a long experience, he can be regarded as experienced in this industry.

Later, when she returned to Beijing, she opened a garment shop in Tangjing, with a surplus of customers, leading the fashion of Tangjing clothing and accessories for a while, and earning a lot of money, if it were not for the dispersion of relatives, she had no intention of living, and committed suicide in despair.

In this life, she plans to continue the unfinished business of her previous life and do what she likes to the extreme!

Thinking like this, her thoughts soon stopped spinning on Zhen Qianhong.

Last night, she designed a new sketch of a ready-to-wear garment, and she has to hurry up and make it today to see how it looks......

She thought so, and so she did, leaving the people in the hall behind and going to help herself.

It's a pity that not long after she left, Zhen Qianhong's knock sounded outside the door.

"Slowly, can I come in?"

Pei Yuetong sighed lightly: "It's convenient or inconvenient, I want to say that you are not allowed to enter, so you will be obedient and not come in?" ”

"Apparently that's impossible!" Zhen Qianhong replied seriously.

Pei Yuetong sighed and lowered her head to be busy with her own business.

Zhen Qianhong entered the door by herself, and when she saw her busy work, she asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"Your eyes, can't you see?" Pei Yuetong replied.

"That Shen Gongzi, at noon today, do you want to eat fried gunpowder?" Zhen Qianhong asked for a long time.

Pei Yuetong snorted lightly, glanced at him, and didn't say anything.

Zhen Qianhong didn't speak again, pulled the stool next to her, sat down beside her, and tilted his head to see that she was busy.

On the round table in front of Pei Yuetong, there was a pile of fabrics, but in his hand was a small puppet with a length of ruler, I don't know what it was made of, and the skin color was lifelike.

Pei Yuetong was holding a pair of scissors in his hand, looking at a drawing in front of him, carefully cutting, and his expression was extremely focused.

Those colorful fabrics, in her hands, three pinched and two sewn, soon became a set of skirts.

She put the dress on the doll, held it in her hand and looked at it, and from time to time she added some jewelry, and finally sat there again, combing the doll's hair.

Once she did something, she was very serious, and soon forgot about other things.

She did it with relish, and Zhen Qianhong on the side was also watching with great interest.

"Slowly, this dress is so beautiful!" He praised, "It's really more beautiful than those ready-to-wear clothes in Linglong Pavilion!" ”

Pei Yuetong seemed to be taken aback by him, turned his head to look at him, and blurted out: "You haven't left yet!" ”

"I just came......," Zhen Qianhong replied, "Don't go!" ”

Pei Yuetong glanced at him, didn't say anything, and continued to work.

"Why didn't you wait for me to go with you that day?" Zhen Qianhong asked.

"You're going back with your family!" Pei Yuetong replied.

"I'm going back with you!" Zhen Qianhong said, "But when I come out, you have already left!" ”

"Hmm." Pei Yuetong replied with one word.

Zhen Qianhong looked at her and was a little frightened for a while.

Why does she seem so aloof again?

Could it be that he said the wrong thing again and provoked her?

He didn't come over in the past two days, and if he wanted to provoke him, he could only provoke him in the temple that day.

However, when they were in the temple, the two of them were obviously fine! She also awkwardly offered to stay with him......

Zhen Qianhong thought about it carefully, but unfortunately, that morning, his attention was all on Chen, and he couldn't remember anything else.

"Slowly, did I provoke you again?" He asked cautiously.