"This is all fine silk, let you take it, you can take it, such a big silk line is not a deception." Ma Fukite looked excited.

"Hehe, there is not much silver, these silks together, it will cost a hundred taels of silver, what do you think?" The shopkeeper held out a finger.

Luo Qingqing looked at it, and the silks in front of him were indeed very good.

Both the color and the texture satisfied her.

It's really perfect for a wedding dress.

And so many people behind her are watching her, if she picks and chooses here, it won't sound good to spread it.

So she had no choice but to nod, took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from her arms, and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Hehe, Dr. Luo is really a cheerful person!"

In front of everyone's eyes, Luo Qingqing felt very uncomfortable.

So he hurriedly pulled Ma Fu Kite out of the door of the silk shop.

"Alas, Ma Fu Kite, I really suspect that you did it on purpose."

Walking on the street, Luo Qingqing hugged the heavy silk and said to Ma Fukite sadly.

"Hmph, I'm not doing it for your good, am I? Which girl is not allowed to buy things for herself. ”

"But you'll have to tell me, too."

"I didn't think of it until I came out." Ma Fu kite shook his arm, "Okay, okay, okay if I'm not right?" We'll have to go somewhere else to see if there's any jewelry you like. ”

In this way, Luo Qingqing was dragged up by Ma Fukite and walked forward.

One shop after another, the two of them turned around.

Only Luo Qingqing took a few more looks, so Luo Qingqing ignored it and called her down.

It wasn't over until Luo Qingqing used up all the silver tickets on his body.

This really made Luo Qingqing feel speechless and choked, and wanted to cry without tears.

Is it so ruined for the New Year?

However, when he returned to Jingxuan Tower in the afternoon and looked at these silk jewelry and beautiful small objects the same, Luo Qingqing's heart was filled with a trace of joy.

In any case, she is going to get married, and these are indeed necessary things.

She suddenly imagined what she would look like in a red wedding dress, I don't know what kind of expression Wei Yang would have when she wanted to see her?

Thinking of this, Luo Qingqing also suddenly came to his senses and found Wei Yang's pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Little by little, I drew my ideal wedding dress on paper.

Although she specialized in Chinese medicine, her mother was also a very good tailor when she was very young, so she still had her own ideas about clothing design.

After more than an hour of revision, she finally drew her idea completely.

I found scissors, opened the silk, and chose a piece of my favorite.

Measure it with a ruler and cut it inch by inch.

When Wei Yang returned to Jingxuan Tower from outside, it was already evening when it was almost dark.

He saw Luo Qingqing in front of the table, picking up his brush from time to time to repair and change, picking up scissors from time to time, and scissors on silk.

He was so busy and focused that he walked behind her, and she didn't even notice his presence.

He saw the drawings on the table, the red wedding dress was enchanting, and he also saw the big red silk in her hand, and the lifelike pair of mandarin ducks on the silk.

Wei Yang smiled, it turned out that she was cutting a wedding dress for herself.

The corners of Wei Yang's lips went upward, curling in a great arc. As if admiring some beautiful painting, he was admiring Luo Qingqing's every move.

His narrow eyes were full of her busy back.

Night was falling little by little, and it was dark in the skyhouse, and Luo Qingqing's eyes could no longer see where the tip of the scissors was pointing.

She was careless, and she heard an oops.

"What's wrong?" Wei Yang hugged Luo Qingqing from behind as if a reflex, and threw the scissors far away, "You stupid, did you touch your own hand?" ”

Luo Qingqing was taken aback by Wei Yang's sudden appearance, "When did you come back?" ”

Wei Yang first checked Luo Qingqing's hand and was relieved to find that she was not injured.

Luo Qingqing, on the other hand, looked at him with scrutinizing eyes.

"Of course I came in a long time ago, but I saw that you were busy and serious, and I didn't bother you."

"Oh, then you think I was cut by scissors, so I came in a hurry?"

Wei Yang looked at her and didn't deny it.

Luo Qingqing immediately stretched out his hands, and showed him the back of his palm, "You see I'm not injured, I'm just cutting the wrong fabric with scissors." ”

"It's fine if you're okay."

Wei Yang raised his eyebrows and put his hands behind his back, "I've known you for so long, but I've never seen you wear such bright colors." ”

"Actually, it was Ma Fu who pulled me there, and she insisted that I buy silk, and the price was very fair, so I bought it.

Ma Fuyuan said that every girl should wear a wedding dress made by herself when she gets married, which is the custom of Yunzhou City. ”

"It seems to be true."

"So I decided to take advantage of the fact that I was not busy these days, I would cut out the look of the wedding dress first, and then find a tailor to sew it for me."

"Hehe, that's really smart." Wei Yang's hand touched Luo Qingqing's forehead.

He was so tall that Luo Qingqing only reached his chest.

"Hmph, or you'll think I'm really stupid." Luo Qingqing rolled his eyes and went back.

"Okay, then I'll wait to see how you look in your wedding dress."

His voice was extremely gentle, and there seemed to be light in his eyes.

Luo Qingqing didn't say anything, turned around and continued to cut.

Wei Yang stood not far from him, quietly helped her light two candles, and pushed them in front of her.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that something happened.

Pulled over his pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, brushed his cuffs, sat down, and wrote something on the white rice paper one by one.

Luo Qingqing finally cut the wedding dress, and she folded it neatly and put it aside.

At this time, he looked back at Wei Yang, and Wei Yang actually wrote a long thing in front of him that looked like a list.

"What is this?" He leaned over to look at it, surprised.

Wei Yang smiled slightly, "Stupid, this is a gift list." ”

"Gift list?"

"Otherwise, when I go to your house to propose, will I go empty-handed?"

Luo Qingqing's face turned red, "You are in such a hurry to propose!" ”

Wei Yang didn't have to think about it, he had already prepared, "We will get married on the twelfth day of the first month, and this day is the best auspicious day in the first month." ”