Recently, Dugu Muyu has slept very sweetly, and Sizhao also feels the same way, Miss often has nightmares, and since Prince Yu Mu recognized him, he could sleep peacefully.

Today's blue sky is like washing, and the heavy snow that has been falling for many days has finally stopped, such a good weather is suitable for meeting the old people. She was always worried about Jiayang's body in her heart, and that day she could only see from a distance that she was covered with horrific blood.

So she came to the prince's mansion, and today the guard led her in without a tongue, and saw that Jiayang was already sitting in the room waiting for her, and as soon as he saw her, he greeted her.

"You're fine, Hongu is very happy."

Dugu Muyu took off the curtain on his head and raised a faint smile. Jiayang was obviously surprised, the Si Muyu in her memory was still an elegant and detached child, but now she was a down-and-out girl. It's just that indifference seems to be engraved in her bones, and it always makes people dare not get close.

"How shall I call you?"

"Dugu Muyu!"

Jiayang stroked her hand and looked at her with a very relieved look: "Why didn't you change your name?" ”

She was silent in thought, but Jiayang didn't delve into it, and her eyes suddenly dimmed a little, "If you hadn't come to look for me that day, I'm afraid that my child would have died unjustly." Jiayang thanked the lonely girl for her help! ”

"It happened to happen, it's just a matter of raising your hands." She saw that Jiayang was much haggard than before, and the original Jiayang was radiant, and she also looked up.

In fact, it was false that she came to the prince's mansion to talk to her that day, and it was true to provoke Si Yayan. Unexpectedly, something like that happened, and now Si Yayan is gone, so it's okay not to mention it. She looked at the things on Jiayang's table that were very interesting, and she could see that she was divine.

Jiayang saw that she could see the appearance of God, so he opened his lips and said: "The weather has warmed up in the past few days, and the palace has sewn a few new clothes for the prince, can the Dugu girl want to learn?" It's very simple, I'll teach you, you can sew a sachet for Prince Mu. ”

Seeing that she did not object, Jiayang took out a needle and thread and embroidered handkerchief that should be used. "By the way, what pattern do you want to embroider?"

She thought for a while and replied, "How is Cuizhu?" ”

Jiayang said with a smile: "Bamboo is safe, naturally it is very good." He ordered Jingwen to bring in two basins of warm water, put her hands into the basins and said, "Clean your hands first, so that there will not be dust on your hands and stain the silk threads." ”

Dugu Muyu washed her hands according to her appearance, and saw a green thread divided into several finer silk threads in her hand: "Split the thread first, the thinner the thread is split, the more exquisite and expressive the embroidery will be." ”

After that, Jiayang taught her to split the thread hand in hand, but she was used to holding a sword in this hand, and it was really difficult for her to ask her to split a silk thread as thin as a hair. It took a long time to split two lines, and Jiayang smiled: "It's okay." ”

It was also embarrassing for a princess in Jiayang to teach her, a person who practiced martial arts, to be a female worker.

After splitting the thread, she hand-embroidered on the ground according to the gourd painting, but she always pierced her hand. It only took a moment for her hand to be full of holes. Si Zhao was very worried at first, but now he is lying on the table and falling asleep.

Now that she hadn't embroidered even a single bamboo leaf, she felt as if her neck was about to break, and it was not easy for this female worker. Thinking that I couldn't understand everything, I didn't know anything, but now I feel ashamed. The road of a female worker is long, why should she take this porcelain job if she doesn't have a diamond, if Wei Wenyan is not grateful to her, she will twist his mouth.

Jiayang saw that she was twisting her neck very hard, so he smiled and said: "This palace remembers that the prince said that the girl has superb swordsmanship, and now I don't want to be difficult by the needle and thread at the fingertips." ”

Dugu Muyu said with a bitter face: "This is a hundred times more difficult than practicing swords, and my sword practice for a day is not worth the hard work of doing this embroidery for half an hour." ”

Jiayang covered his mouth and chuckled: "In this way, what an honor Prince Mu is!" ”

Dugu Muyu felt that Jiayang's words were very fair, and nodded bitterly to show his approval. But seeing that Jiayang seemed to be in a fugue at this time, he looked very sad and burst into tears.

This, this, she is the most unbearable to cry, she used to love to cry very much in the light wind, and she often laughed at the light wind. Jiayang is different from the breeze, Jiayang is such a beautiful person, and he is very pitiful when he cries.

Jiayang wiped away the tears on his face, and said with a smile: "It's the rude of this palace, since I lost that child who didn't have a chance, this palace has always felt empty in my heart, and I am more and more greedy for the days when my daughter was at the knees of my father and the emperor in the past." ”

She won't be comforting, how good is that. When she saw Jiayang, she only thought she was very beautiful, and she liked it in her heart. When she saw her again, she blocked the cup of boiling water for her, and she was even more reluctant to go.

"The crown princess doesn't have to be sad, you have a strong relationship with the crown prince now, and your father loves you very much, then it's already very good." She tried her best to comfort Jiayang.

Jiayang stroked her hand, squeezed her sideburns and smiled: "Yes, this palace should be content." When I saw you for the first time, I felt very close to each other, and this palace has no relatives and friends in Wei, so you and I will be called sisters in the future. ”

Sisters? Is this something she can have? Although my mother had four brothers, all four of them were men. She got up and bowed and said, "The status of the people's daughter is low, how dare she climb the crown princess." ”

Jiayang helped her sit down and said with a smile: "Why don't you dare, this palace has been living in a simple house since marrying into the Wei Kingdom, and it only has some affection for you, and those palace ladies are not as sincere as you." In the future, you can call me my sister or call me by my name Jiayang. ”

Jiayang saw that she was still detained, so he relieved her: "I heard the prince talk about the things in the family of Sister Dugu, my sister has been lonely since she was a child, and in the future, you will have your own sister as your companion." ”

"Jiayang!"

Isn't this Wei Wenchu's voice, she hurriedly covered the curtain on her head. "The prince is simple, and the time has not yet come, so I asked the princess to hide it for me. This sachet bothered the princess to keep it, and she came to the house another day to ask for advice. ”

At this time, Wei Wenchu had already pushed the door open, and Jiayang stepped forward to take off his cloak and complained: "The prince is always so reckless, there are still guests in the concubine's room, don't lose your manners." ”

Only then did Wei Wenchu see the woman in red standing in the house with her face hidden, wasn't this the girl of that day. Wei Wenchu arched his hand and said: "The king didn't know that the girl was in the house, but the king was abrupt." ”

"It's okay, the folk girl retired first." Dugu Mu owes his body to the road.

"The king has not thanked the girl for the events of that day, so it is better for the girl to stay in the house, and the two of you can have a companion."

"Prince, my sister still has important things to do." Jiayang quietly made a look at her and told her to go quickly.

It's really not good to stay, after all, she is a girl who has not left the cabinet. "But do you women like to cover their faces when they go out?" Wei Wenchu wondered.

"It's good not to cover your face, so that you men take advantage of it." When Jiayang said this, he swallowed his saliva weakly.

It's just that the girl's body and voice are very similar to Yu'er, but this dress is not like it. Maybe there will always be some similarities in this world, if Yu'er is still alive now...

"Fang Cai's husband always thinks that this girl is very similar to Simuyu, but I don't think it is very similar." Wei Wenchu blurted out the doubts in his heart.

Jiayang couldn't lie, so he went to take out a brocade robe that had been made, looked at his figure, and said with a smile: "The concubine is sewing clothes for the prince these days, you still like this dress." ”

Wei Wenchu said without looking at it: "I like it, as long as it is Jiayang's husband, I like it." ”

"The prince is getting more and more perfunctory!" Jiayang put away the brocade robe in a negative mood.

Jiayang's fickle skills are increasing unabated, what can be done! Madame was married by herself, and her petty temperament was also used to it. hugged her into his arms and said softly: "Jiayang's vision has always been very good, so naturally you don't have to worry about being a husband." ”

This prince is also becoming more and more flamboyant, and if he doesn't get goosebumps every day, he doesn't seem to give up. After thinking about it, he smiled and said: "The prince hasn't played chess with his concubines for a long time, so you can play chess with his concubines today!" ”

Spare your life! Jiayang is good at everything, but her chess skills are very bad, if she loses, she will be angry, but her suicidal chess game, it is difficult for her to win or not! If he loses too obviously, Jiayang will inevitably get angry. O God!