Zhao Shiyu hesitated for a while, thinking of the beautiful scenery that Zeng Hao just said, and finally nodded in agreement.

After agreeing, she threatened Zeng Hao in a fierce tone: "If you dare not keep your promise in the future, I will definitely call my father to punish you Nine Clans!" ”

Seeing that Zhao Shiyu finally agreed, and the big stone in Zeng Hao's heart finally fell, he smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, you are the emperor, and no one dares to break your trust if I lose my trust." ”

Zhao Shiyu nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Zeng Hao carefully noticed that a touch of loss flashed on Pan Jinlian's face on the side, so he immediately said to her: "I will definitely take you with me then." ”

Pan Jinlian's face returned to a smile at this time.

Zeng Hao agreed with Zhao Shiyu that after returning to the palace early tomorrow morning, he left the room and went to sleep in Wu Song's room, and let Zhao Shiyu and Pan Jinlian sleep together.

Zhao Shiyu sat at the table, supporting her pink cheeks with one hand, thinking that she would have to go back to the palace tomorrow to live that boring life, she sighed melancholy.

Turning his head and seeing Pan Jinlian standing timidly on the side, he frowned and asked her, "Am I a monster?" ”

Pan Jinlian hurriedly shook her head.

"Then why are you so afraid of me?"

Pan Jinlian lowered her head and was silent.

"Well, you're not fun at all, not as good as that dog minion." Zhao Shiyu pouted.

From childhood to adulthood, she was surrounded by people like Pan Jinlian who were afraid and flattered herself.

She has long been tired of this kind of person, but Zeng Hao's kind of person who is neither humble nor arrogant, and even treats her a little roughly, makes her feel more excited.

After speaking, she inadvertently saw Pan Jinlian's cyan dress hanging on the wall, her eyes lit up, and she walked over and took off the short skirt to look at it carefully.

She had never seen this style of skirt before, so she asked Pan Jinlian excitedly and curiously: "Where did you buy this kind of skirt?" How come I've never seen one? ”

Pan Jinlian whispered back: "This is my own ......"

"You designed this style too?!"

Pan Jinlian nodded.

"Awesome!" Zhao Shiyu liked this short skirt more and more, so she asked, "Can you let me wear it?" ”

Pan Jinlian dared to refuse, so Zhao Shiyu took a short skirt, went to the bed happily, put down the hanging gauze tent, and began to change clothes.

It didn't take long for her to change into a short skirt, walk in front of Pan Jinlian and turn around, and asked, "How is it?" Is it good-looking? ”

Looking at Zhao Shiyu with a fluttering skirt in front of her, Pan Jinlian was faintly stunned, and said dumbfoundedly: "It looks good." ”

The short dress removes the shortcomings of the bloated clothing of the ladies of the Song Dynasty, can perfectly outline the curves of the girl's figure, and the short skirt can reflect the length of the girl's legs.

For example, Zhao Shiyu, who is tall and slender at the waist, is particularly suitable for wearing this kind of skirt, and after wearing it, the charm of the whole person has risen to a level again.

Hearing Pan Jinlian's answer, Zhao Shiyu was very happy, and came to the bronze mirror in the room to shine beautifully.

She really likes this skirt so much, not only is it beautiful, but it is also simple and neat to wear.

"You're so talented that you can design this kind of dress!"

"Teki likes this dress?" Pan Jinlian asked with a hint of joy.

She was very happy that her design could be appreciated by a top-level celebrity like Diji.

Zhao Shiyu snorted: "Didn't you say don't call me Emperor, call me Sister Yu." ”

"But, you're a year younger than me......" Pan Jinlian said a little aggrieved.

Zhao Shiyu was speechless for a while, and then said unreasonably: "So what! I, I'm mentally more mature than you, so I'm your sister! ”

Pan Jinlian sighed aggrievedly.

Zhao Shiyu walked over and grabbed her shoulders and said, "Don't look aggrieved, with me as your sister covering you, no one in the entire Great Song Dynasty will dare to bully you in the future!" ”

Because the short dress designed by Pan Jinlian is deeply loved by Zhao Shiyu, even Pan Jinlian, the designer, is deeply appreciated by Zhao Shiyu.

"Do you still have this dress? Send a few to my sister. Zhao Shiyu said again.

Pan Jinlian shook her head: "This kind of skirt is made for the time being...... But I've got other clothes to design, do you want to see them? ”

Since knowing that Pan Jinlian's design concept is so avant-garde, Zeng Hao told her all the styles of modern women's clothes he knew.

She then took inspiration from it and designed several clothes that seemed different from the rest of the era, such as shorts, conservative camisole shirts, and minimalist short sleeves.

"Yes, yes, yes! Take it out and show it to your sister! Zhao Shiyu nodded like pounding garlic.

Pan Jinlian took out all these clothes, and then looked at Zhao Shiyu expectantly.

Zhao Shiyu read them one by one, and she had never seen the styles of these clothes before.

After reading it, her heart was greatly shocked, she had worn the women's clothes of the Song Dynasty for eighteen years, and she didn't expect that the clothes could be designed like this!

"Your design style is ...... too Too bold......"

Pan Jinlian was frightened by Zhao Shiyu's words, after all, it is not an exaggeration to say that the clothes she designed are deviant.

"But...... I like it! ”

These trendy clothes are not only loved by Zhao Shiyu, but also the deviant spirit it embodies also fits Zhao Shiyu's mood of wanting to break through the shackles and pursue novelty.

That night, Zhao Shiyu tried on every dress designed by Pan Jinlian, and the more she wore it, the more she liked it, because these clothes could show the beauty of women as much as possible.

Pan Jinlian was very happy to meet Zhao Shiyu, so she told Zhao Shiyu about the design concept of her last few clothes and asked her opinion.

So the two sat at the table like a pair of good girlfriends and had a heated discussion.

Until it was time to go to bed, the two lying on the bed were next to each other and discussing excitedly.

In this process, the relationship between the two heated up sharply, and Pan Jinlian's fear of Zhao Shiyu's identity as Emperor Ji also decreased a lot.

As she spoke, Zhao Shiyu suddenly put her nose close to Pan Jinlian's body and sniffed it carefully.

"What's wrong? Do I have a bad smell? Pan Jinlian asked a little nervously.

She pays attention to her external image, but she does not allow a peculiar smell on her body.

Zhao Shiyu didn't answer, but moved her nose to Pan Jinlian's neck and sniffed it carefully, and then asked Pan Jinlian with a serious expression: "Little Lian'er, did you stuff incense pills into your navel?" ”

In the harem, some concubines, in order to gain the emperor's favor, would stuff a musk-containing pill into their navel.

This pill can make a woman's eyes bright and bright, her skin smooth and fair, and an enticing aroma wafts from her body.

Pan Jinlian happens to be completely consistent with these characteristics, so Zhao Shiyu asked like this.

Without waiting for Pan Jinlian to answer, Zhao Shiyu said again: "Xiao Lian'er, don't stuff this kind of incense pill in the future, it will be very harmful to our woman's body!" ”