For the question of the princess's soul, Tang Yiqin has to answer it well, otherwise the stupid little princess will be mad by accident, and she will suffer with it.

"The princess's talent, it's a pity that this dress is not worthy of the grade at all."

This is a silkworm splendid pearl glazed suit from the Xin country, there is only one in the world, although it is scarce, but this untouchable person is right, no matter how precious. Compared to her talents, those are all foils.

"Since you say so, then this princess will give you a chance to make a dress worthy of my talents, otherwise this princess will take the life of you, a pariah."

Yes, the mouth is too cheap. This will be out of danger, but making clothes for this narcissistic princess will also give Tang Yiqin a headache! Lei Gong, Electric Mother, give me a lightning bolt, let me wear it back!

(Donor, you haven't succeeded in the ninety-nine-eighty-one difficulty, and Xiaoxian can't help you.) ）

Wang Yuyan laughed secretly in her heart, the sixth princess is usually pampered, but her head is not very bright, and she is stupid. If the eldest princess had been married to a wife a long time ago and disdained to earn with her, I was afraid that this little princess would not be able to live so chic, but sooner or later, these would all belong to her.

When the time comes, she only needs to blow some wind in the ears of the little princess to ensure that Tang Yiqin's stinky girl dies miserably.

Tang Yiqin was confused by these two strange women, and the mood of appreciating the snow was gone. I had to wilt my temper and go back tastelessly.

Wang Guihua, who was sitting at the dinner table, looked at two children who were not very normal. One is like a frosted eggplant, and the other is unrelenting. Could it be that there are unclean things in the house and scurrying on the children? It seems that tomorrow she will ask a Taoist priest to exorcise evil spirits in her home.

"Clothes, clothes..."There are indeed many clothes in the 21st century, but in ancient times, they are all exposed. Either it doesn't match the ancient aesthetics, but it's hard to kill her.

"Girl, do you want to wear new clothes? What do you want? Mother, I'll do it for you. Wang Guihua thought that her daughter disliked the clothes on her body and wanted to change them. Also, she saw that the ladies in the capital were dressed in colorful clothes, and her daughters were dressed plain all day long, and it was good to change them.

Mother, are you a favorite girl? I'm just talking about it, and I'm not doing it for myself.

"Do it yourself? Customize? Royal? The royal court dress of 19th-century Europe, with a little Lolita element, is perfect. ”

Fortunately, she has a two-dimensional roommate, and she talks to her every day about Lolita, cosplay. She also understands a little bit of fur, which just comes in handy.

"Girl, what are you talking about Lolita? My mother doesn't understand, you tell my mother about it, and my mother will do it for you. ”

"Lolita is just giving... Lori? My mother must not understand, the thin man wore it, and then it was layered on top of each other, gorgeous and complicated. Later, I will show my mother the picture after I finish drawing, and my mother will understand. ”

Her daughter is really getting more and more coincidental, and she can also draw and make clothes, which son can be worthy of you~ The more Wang Guihua thinks about it, the happier she becomes.

There is a foundation in Chinese painting, and it didn't take long for Tang Yiqin to paint, although some places are a little weird, but this is Tang Yiqin's first time painting, and it is already very similar to real clothes, and it will be better to paint a few times in the future.

After the painting was finished, I showed it to Wang Guihua, and I got a large wave of rainbow farts.

"My daughter's painting is really lifelike, my mother has never seen such beautiful clothes, my daughter must have been a fairy in the sky in her last life, in order to draw such a beautiful fairy dress."

"Mother, I'll make you such a beautiful dress another day."

"Aren't you a joke? How old is my mother, how can I wear these? ”

"Of course you can, I will definitely make my mother more beautiful than the seven fairies in the sky."

"Mother has your little mouth that touches honey, it's beautiful enough."

Wang Guihua has been practicing the Tai Chi taught by Tang Yiqin, her skin has long become smooth and supple, the wrinkles on her face are no longer obvious, and her tanned skin is also a lot fairer.

("Miss, miss, I believe.") As long as the young lady says it, I will believe it. ”

Pipiho, Miss What I said, you just believe it, beg for a beating. ）

After the drawing was finished, Tang Yiqin wanted to quickly find the fabric and embroidery to start making, and the princess gave her six days.

Fortunately, the handicraft in ancient times was good, and the fabric was red and white, red for silk and white for cotton.

The white is plain white, used for the sleeves and collar, as well as the decoration on the back, the red silk is embroidered with a white fairy motif, and the bottom is decorated with some gauze fabric and lace.

The yarn and fabric are all bought, but the lace is missing, which is the most important thing. Tang Yiqin's figure shuttled through the fabric shop in the capital, but the results she got were still disappointed.

Tang Yiqin was like a deflated balloon, walking on the street with a sad face.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going, the lively shouting.

"Ravioli, hot ravioli."

"Gollum~"

Tang Yiqin's stomach screamed very appropriately, she was busy running all day, and the lunch time was over, no wonder her stomach was hungry.

"No matter, eat a bowl of wontons first and then figure out a way."

Tang Yiqin ordered a bowl of wontons, and sat down in the stalls that leaked air everywhere. The cold wind was blowing hard, and the faces of the people who were blowing were a little painful.

The wontons hadn't come up yet, Tang Yiqin was sitting there rubbing his hands, it was too cold. I had been busy walking around just now, and I didn't feel cold, but when I sat down, the chill came up.

Tang Yiqin also blew hot air on his hands from time to time, and his little eyes looked around again.

A woman dressed as a crochet flower in her hand caught her eye. On such a cold day, she sat there alone, and she was busy with her work. The whole finger was red from the cold, and I couldn't help but tremble, but I saw her put it in my arms, covered it for a while, and continued.

After practicing Tai Chi, Tang Yiqin's eyesight is excellent, and this move fell into her eyes, and she couldn't help but feel distressed.

"Work, you make another one, I'll call someone to come and eat together."

"Okay~"

Tang Yiqin got up and walked to the woman's stall that was only big enough for one person to stand.

"Miss, what do you order?"

Just now, Tang Yiqin only looked at the woman, and when he got closer, he realized that this woman could weave such a cute ball of wool. With all kinds of shapes, bunnies, puppies, kittens, etc., she seemed to know how to solve the lace problem.

"I've got it all."

"Just give the little woman a tael of silver. If the lady is too much, eight hundred copper coins will do. ”

Tang Yiqin touched her body, she had paid the broken silver just now to the store that sold wontons, and now the smallest one was ten taels.

"Give."

"Can Miss wait for me? The little woman really couldn't find it, so I went to the shop next to me to exchange some money and came back. ”

"No need, I still have something to discuss with you, if you want, this is your salary."

"As long as the little woman can reach it, the young lady can just open her mouth."

"Don't worry, let's go! We went to the wonton shop next to us to eat and chat, and I think the store should be ready. ”

Han Dong wanted to refuse, how could she eat with Miss. She knew that the young lady in front of her was beautiful and kind-hearted, but she couldn't bear to let the young lady follow her to suffer in the cold winter, so she had to go.

"Eat the wontons, they're just made, they're hot!"

In a word, Handong couldn't help but want to cry, how long has it been since no one cared about her so much. Xianggong eats, drinks, prostitutes, and gambles all day long, and she is left at home with Xiaohuzi to depend on each other, so she has no choice but to come out to do some private work, so as not to starve to death.