Qinglan was not in the house just now, and she didn't know what Yin Zhengye said to Yin Qingyun, and she actually made her so disgusted.

But this is not something she should care about, she was about to go out to the kitchen to order the cook to eat at noon, but Yin Qingyun stopped her: "I heard that a few days ago, Mrs. Yongchangbo invited the girls who are familiar with each other in Beijing and Brother Gongzi to go to the suburbs of the city to escape the summer, right?" ”

Qinglan nodded: "Mrs. Yongchangbo sent the post, and I received it from Mrs. Count, counting how many days there are, if the girl wants to go, the slave will go to Mrs. to help you get the post back." ”

Yin Qingyun leaned on the couch, looking a little dazed, thoughtful: "No need, I'll go to my mother's house to eat at noon, and tell her about it by the way." ”

In fact, Yin Zhengye didn't come to beg her, she also had to go to Cui Chengyu according to Ning Luo's instructions.

The Yin family and the Cui family had already made trouble to the point of incompatibility earlier, and last time Yin Zhengye fell into trouble, he scolded Cui Wuqian 800 times, and even took Yin Qingli to hate the Cui family.

Now Yin Zhengye personally came to her to sell Cui Chengyu, this is Yin Zhengye's original words, even if it reaches the ears of Han Shaoyuan, Yin Qingli will only complain about Yin Zhengye's partiality.

Ning Luo taught her this trick very well, and she didn't see blood when she moved the knife.

It is better to let Yin Zhengye suppress Han Shaoyuan than for her to come forward recklessly in person before.

Aunt Lin and Yin Qingli care about what they care about the most, let the people they care about the most clean them up, this is the most grinding method.

Qing Lan smiled back, then turned around and took out the half-embroidered cloak from the cupboard.

During the period of time when Yin Qingyun was recuperating from her injuries, her favorite thing was to watch Qinglan's embroidery, so she simply let her lose all the complicated errands and sit in the house to embroider for herself every day.

"Look, girl, when this cluster of white orchids is embroidered, I will borrow two five-bat strings from the girl to use, just for Mrs. to use in early autumn."

Qinglan sat under the window, her little face smiling at Yin Qingyun with her little face facing the light.

Yin Qingyun twisted her body and put on a comfortable posture with a little weakness, and raised her hand to brush the broken hair in front of her forehead, "Of the three I originally beat, I lost two of them, and only one remains...... If you are in a hurry to use it, you will play two other styles by yourself, you have always been skillful, and your mother will not dislike it. ”

Qinglan felt tired: "Didn't the slave help you put it in the box?" Isn't there a thief in the house, but there are two missing? ”

Since Bizhu left, only one of her close servants was left in the house, and there was still the courage to dare to enter the house to steal the girl's things?

Yin Qingyun actually just wanted to lie about the past, but she didn't expect Qinglan to seriously pursue the two missing veins with such a serious face, which suddenly made her panic, "If it's gone, it's gone, what a big deal." ”

Qing Lan took away the cloak embroidered with plain satin in one hand, got up and went to the dresser to open the box and take a look, and sure enough, there was only a colorful bat left.

"The people in the house are becoming more and more unruly!"

"Girl's things dare to move!"

Yin Qingyun instantly felt that he had moved a stone to hit his feet, and two days ago, he asked Qinglan to embroider a cloak for Ning Luo, which also revealed his own shortcomings.

"Qinglan, listen to me, if you are in a hurry to use it, you can make two other styles by yourself, if you are not in a hurry, put it away, and when I have a good hand, I will make two five bats for you, okay?"

Yin Qingyun said this to Qinglan, and went down to get Qinglan's cloak that was almost completed, with clusters of bright white orchids on the neckline and clothes, "This cloak, you play two plain blue matches, what do you want." ”

Qinglan looked at Yin Qingyun, who was so secretive, and suddenly couldn't say a word.

There was something else she couldn't understand.

The girl got up in the middle of the night to get up for the rope, it must not be a whim, and now there are two less strings, so she must have used it to give her little mistress.

Who else can there be in the little lover.

There is no one else except the third prince.

Yin Qingyun put down the cloak under Qinglan's hateful gaze, continued to sit back on the soft couch, shook the round-edged gold silk fan in his left hand, and his tone was slightly stiff: "You are still rubbing, hurry up and make up this half of the orchid, find a silk thread to tie two strings and sew it up, just wait to take it to your mother to try whether it fits." ”

Qinglan was so tempered by her that she lost her temper, and said in her heart that the third prince was the uncle of the future Yin Mansion after all, how could she be jealous of her own uncle.

But she frowned and comforted for a long time, but she became more and more angry.

If the girl marries the Three Princes' Mansion in the future, she will not have to circle around the Three Princes all day long, where is there still a place for her in her heart.

Qing Lan puffed out her cheeks, sat back under the window, embroidered the half of the petals missing at the hem of her clothes, and pulled a few light blue ones from the silk thread that Yin Qing brought back to her, kneaded them into a strand, tied two willow leaves, and adorned them on the cloak.

After some effort, it was close to noon.

Yin Qingyun just stood up and stretched, moving his muscles and bones.

Qinglan was worried about her status in the future, her face was a little sullen, she put away her cloak and placed it on a tray, and then went to the Ning Luo house with Yin Qingyun.

Mama Yu just lifted the curtain and went out, standing on the steps and seeing Yin Qingyun coming, she immediately smiled and said, "The girl wants to eat with Madame?" ”

Qinglan saluted Mama Yu: "I'm tired of Mama Yu putting on an extra pair of dishes and chopsticks." ”

Mama Yu smiled: "It's easy to say, the old slave will go to the kitchen and cook a few dishes that the girls like to eat." ”

Yan'er, who was guarding the door, blessed Yin Qingyun with a blessing, said hello to the girl, and then leaned over to lift the curtain for her.

Yin Qingyun stepped into the house and unfolded the cloak made by Qinglan to Ning Luo: "Mother put it on and try it on, and see how Qinglan's craftsmanship is." ”

Ning Luo sprinkled the half-knocked sunflower seeds in his hand back into the fruit bowl, took the cloak and opened the embroidery pattern to take a look, pouting a little unhappy: "I thought you did it, but it turned out to be made by Qinglan...... I heard that the people in the house said that you are good at embroidery, why don't you make me a cloak to wear? ”

"Isn't my hand hurting, I'll make one for you when the injury heals."

Yin Qingyun tied the cloak for Ning Luo, two willow leaves hung down on his chest, and the delicate silver silk white orchid opened all the way to the hem of the placket all the way to the hem, although it was plain but also elegant, it was the style that Chen always liked.

Ning Luo pinched the willow leaf and dragged it, and took it off directly: "The pattern is okay, but the color is too plain." ”

She liked brightly colored clothes, and she really didn't like this plain satin and white orchid cape.

Yin Qingyun was stunned, Ning Luo had already thrown the cloak to her, and sat down at the table to wait for Mama Yu to come back and set the meal.

"Okay...... Mother doesn't like it, so the softness will be left by herself, and another day when the soft hands are good, and then sew a piece according to the style you like from your mother. ”

Yin Qingyun gave Qinglan a comforting look, and then handed her the cloak.