Tsukimi: ......

What can he say, as soon as he went out, he saw Mo Qingmiao waiting outside the courtyard, hehe.? Huoranwen ????. ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎa`ｃｏｍ

"It's a coincidence."

Mo Qingmiao smiled lightly.

"In a few days, I'm going to the banquet of Princess Mingyue, I made clothes, and my mother asked you to watch and make two sets of clothes!"

Mo Qiqi sat upright, holding a tea cup in his hand, and drank two sips gently.

"Hmm."

Mo Qingmao bowed slightly, and reached out to order the purple fabric.

"Let's make two sets of this!"

"Qiqi, what color did you choose?"

Tsukimi leaned in and asked quietly.

"Red."

Mo Qiqi thought for a moment and replied.

"Then I'll choose red."

Yuejian smiled, and his narrow phoenix eyes were full of brilliance.

"You look good in red."

Mo Qiqi praised, and she still remembers that when she saw Yuejian for the first time, she was dressed in red, which was really amazing. Yan.

"Hmm."

Yuejian lowered his eyebrows slightly, his eyes scanned the clothes on his body, he always knew what his appearance was, but when Mo Qiqi said it at this time, he felt as if he had eaten honey.

For the rest, Jin Dingfang's people measured the size of them all.

"Okay, the two sons have been chosen, then I'll take it back, and then I'll send it to you, Miss."

Jin Dingfang's proprietress is now like an arrow, and if she wants to go back quickly, she will make Mo Qiqi's clothes first.

The drawings are so beautiful, and with the unique fabric of their house, the clothes they make must be very good-looking.

"Wait!"

Mo Qiqi called out to her, and asked Fu Bao to study the ink, and quickly drew two pictures.

"This one is for my brother, and this one is for Tsukimi."

Mo Qiqi handed the two pieces of paper to the hands of the proprietress.

The proprietress took it and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, she felt that the man's clothes were nothing more than that, but after the young lady painted like this, there could be so many tricks, which was completely the finishing touch.

It's so good-looking, these two sons are originally Zhong Lingyu's beautiful appearance, if they wear such clothes, then they don't know what kind of fairy appearance they are.

"Yes, yes, I made a note of it."

Jin Dingfang's proprietress waited for the paper to dry, so she carefully packed it up and kept it in the box, like some precious treasure.

"Young Master, Miss, I'll go first."

Jin Dingfang's proprietress held the box with her own hands and respectfully saluted several of them.

"Okay."

Mo Qiqi bowed slightly and let them leave.

As soon as Jin Dingfang's people left, the room looked a little empty.

"Tsukimi, let's go."

As soon as Mo Qingmiao raised his eyes, he saw Yuejian's eyes, which had been stopped on his sister's body, and he was upset for no reason.

"Hmm."

Yuejian winked at Mo Qiqi, and then left with a smile.

He was very happy, the new clothes he was about to have were still the way Mo Qiqi painted them, and the meaning was very different.

This is much happier than when he practices medicine to save people.

After Mo Qingmiao and Yuejian went out, they separated at the fork in the road.

There was nothing to do, and after Mo Qingmiao returned to the courtyard, he read a book in his room.

Until nightfall, after dinner, Mo Qingmiao took a piece of gauze and went out.

Changsheng followed behind him, and when he saw him enter the bamboo forest, he was also strange for a while.

When he got closer, he looked at his young master, who was catching fireflies.

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