Xiao Hongxuan didn't find an opportunity to say a few words to Zhao Yunzhu all day, Xiao Yanhao has been with Zhao Yunzhu except after the first polo match, even if everyone went to the hunting ground to hunt, he still sat lazily on the chair to accompany Zhao Yunzhu, played chess with her, played flower chasing with her, accompanied her to visit the wilderness, accompanied her to drink afternoon tea, not afraid of everyone's eyes, regardless of the complaints of others, I did my own thing.

Fan Qiqi glanced at Xiao Hongxuan coldly, covered her abdomen with her hands, and looked at Zhao Yunzhu up and down past Xiao Hongxuan, as if she was looking at a precious handicraft.

When Shen Shi, Zhao Yunzhu was a little tired, and Xiao Yanhao took Zhao Yunzhu and left first.

"Now that this matter is spreading, I don't know how outsiders should arrange me." Zhao Yunzhu covered his forehead and sighed lightly.

Xiao Yanhao's inseparable appearance simply insulted his heroic posture, and the person who galloped wildly on horseback was simply not too handsome.

Mu Xueling embroidered the silk handkerchief in her hand, and a peony flower bloomed on the silk handkerchief through her dexterous hand, which was particularly beautiful.

Mu Xueling said directly without raising her head: "I must say that you are the reincarnation of Nadaji, a beauty who seduces the soul." ”

Zhao Yunzhu sat on the couch, hooked a strand of hair on his chest, and beckoned to Sanqi on the side: "Quickly bring me a mirror, let me see what Daji looks like?" ”

The needle in Mu Xueling's hand almost poked herself.

**

"Boom~"

After a thunderclap, heavy rain poured down and poured down all of Kyoto.

It darkened instantly.

Pedestrians rushed to walk, but in a moment, the street was empty, leaving only a few paper bags that had been smashed to the ground in the rain and wind, clinging to the floor.

"Mother, it's raining heavily."

"Clean up and close the door, it's raining so hard, I don't think they will come." The woman cleaned up the clutter on the counter and glanced at the dark night outside.

The rain fell on the eaves and partially spilled into the house, wetting the threshold.

A gust of wind blew through, rolling up a shed not far away, crumbling.

The lanterns swayed in the wind, the overwhelm went out, and the whole street became darker.

Retort Qiao'er took a look, a rain hit her face, retracted her head sharply, picked up the door panel on the side and began to penetrate the groove between the thresholds, and began to close the door.

"Mother, should we leave a door, if someone comes, they will know that we are in the house." She asked, looking at the last door panel in her hand.

"This rain headlights are blind, turn them off." Mrs. Retort picked up the cloth bag that had been packed on the countertop, reached out and patted the invisible dust on it, opened the cabinet and put it in, "I think it will come tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

The last of the doors was closed, and a ladder was climbed aside, and a rope was unfastened, and a black cloth fell, blocking the candlelight from the room.

The streets of Luxiang were pitch black, the rain was falling on the ground and gradually splashing, and a figure at the intersection of the street hurried with steady steps.

Walked to the door of the "Retort Cloth" store, looked at the closed and dark storefront, raised his hand and knocked.

"Mother, it looks like someone is knocking on the door." She looked sideways at the door, listened intently, and held the scissors tightly in her hand.

"Knock Knock"

Mrs. Yong frowned, picked up the stick on the side, approached the door, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?" ”

"I take the clothes." A pleasant and crisp female voice, "There is something in the house today, I don't know if my girl's dress is ready?" ”

Retort Qiao'er's eyes lit up and said, "Mother, it's that young lady's maid." As he spoke, he quickly lifted up the black cloth and looked out through the crack in the door.

A man in a cloak stood in the rain.

opened the door panel and said with a smile: "It's raining heavily, why is my sister still here?" It's not too late to come back early in the morning. ”

Lilac stood outside the door and said, "Tomorrow the house will be busy, I'm afraid I don't have time, can the dress be ready?" ”

"The girl hastened into the house." Mrs. Retort put the stick on the table and walked to the counter as she spoke, "When the clothes are ready, wait for the girl to come and get them." ”

Lilac took off her coat and hung it on the shelf at the door, and the water trickled to the ground and ran out through a small opening in the door.

Retort Qiao'er hurriedly took a sweat towel and handed it to Lilac.

Lilac took it, thanked it with a smile, saw a big table with a cloth ruler, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, you are all still there, otherwise I will run away in vain." As he spoke, he took the package from Mrs. Retort and opened it to take a look.

Five dresses and two midcoats.

Mrs. Retort smiled: "The silver given by the girl is too much, we open the door to do our business, we can't let the girl suffer a loss, these two sets of dresses and two sets of middle clothes are also used fine materials." ”

Lilac flipped it a little, tied the package, took out five taels of silver from her waist and put it on the counter, and said, "It's rare for you to be so sincere, and Miss knows that she will be happy." ”

Seeing the five taels of silver, Mrs. Retort hurriedly waved her hand and said: "This is unacceptable, if Miss likes it, just take care of our small shop in the future, that one or two taels of silver is enough, and I really can't accept more." ”

Lilac put on the robe again, held the package in her arms and hid it in the robe, and said with a smile: "If you can make what Miss wants in such a short time, Miss will naturally give a reward, you can accept it, and I will retire first if there is something in my house." ”

Mrs. Retort and Retort Qiao'er stood at the door and watched Lilac go away, turned their heads to look at the five taels of silver on the table, with tears in their eyes, rubbed Retort Qiao'er's head, and said with a smile: "When your father comes back, let's stew meat and eat it." ”

The non-stop rush for several days seems to have been supported at this moment.

The young lady she had never seen before must have been a kind-hearted person.

Qiao Er smiled happily: "Okay." ”

……

"Miss, it's raining so hard." Sanqi stood at the door of the room and watched the heavy rain outside.

Zhao Yunzhu was lying in the chaise longue, flipping through the new words book sent by Xiao Yanhao, hanging the skin of the Book of Poetry, telling a mythical story of the ancient opening of the sky.

I wanted to meet Luo Xue'er tonight, but the heavy rain stopped her from going, so she could only nest in the house and 'fight at night' by the soft candlelight.

Lilac returned with light steps, took off her coat with the help of Sanqi, and entered the house with the package.

"Miss."

Zhao Yunzhu put down the book, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked, "How many sets have you made?" ”

"Five sets, and two sets of middle coats."

Zhao Yunzhu was surprised.

"Sister Xueling has set three pieces, how can there be more, don't take the wrong person." As he spoke, he raised his hand to take it, opened the package and looked at the clothes inside, and suddenly smiled, "This stitch is fine, and this embroidery is also novel." ”

"When you come back, you will take the store away, don't bury such good craftsmanship." Then he turned his head to look at Lilac, "Find someone to help me keep an eye on it, but don't let others snatch it." ”

Lilac bowed her head and replied, "Yes." ”