"Well, I haven't really thought about it." Uncle Liu replied with a frown.

"This ......" Sheng Zhiyao was a little worried, she originally thought that Uncle Liu had agreed.

Feng Yuanchen saw that Uncle Liu seemed to be a little embarrassed, so he said to Sheng Zhiyao: "Zhiyao, since Uncle Liu hasn't thought about it, why don't we go back first, and wait for Uncle Liu to think about it before we come to visit."

"That's fine, Uncle Liu, let's take our leave first, and then let us know when you think about it clearly another day." Sheng Zhiyao arched his hand to Uncle Liu.

"Then you can take these first!" Uncle Liu pushed the pile of drawings in front of Sheng Zhiyao, but there was some reluctance in his eyes.

Sheng Zhiyao saw Uncle Liu like this, so he said, "Uncle Liu, you keep these drawings, I still have a lot of them, just don't pass them on, after all, I also spent a lot of effort."

"You still have?" Uncle Liu asked with some surprise, his eyes full of light.

"Hmm." Sheng Zhiyao nodded, "Of course! I'm going to draw in the yard if I'm fine, but there's a lot of clothes, and there are house drawings, so why don't I redesign the house for you?"

"No, my house is small but clean and comfortable, don't change it."

Uncle Liu hurriedly refused, his eyes full of smiles.

Sheng Lixin, the granddaughter, is really extraordinary.

Sheng Zhiyao saw Uncle Liu say this, and he was not reluctant: "Okay then! Uncle Liu, let's go first, you think about it slowly."

Sheng Zhiyao and Feng Yuanchen walked out of Liu's mansion, Sheng Zhiyao looked at Feng Yuanchen with a faint loss on his face, and couldn't help but say, "What's wrong, I see that you are a little disappointed?"

"How so? It's just that Uncle Liu really surprised me." Feng Yuanchen shook his head.

Sheng Zhiyao was slightly stunned when she heard this, and said puzzledly: "Accident? What do you mean?"

"Uncle Liu, he actually refused." Feng Yuanchen sighed, "I thought he would definitely be tempted by those drawings, but I didn't expect it...... Hey!"

"Actually, he's already tempted!" Sheng Zhiyao interrupted Feng Yuanchen's words and said to him, "It's just that he still has some scruples, so he needs time to think it through."

"I hope so!" Feng Yuanchen sighed.

"Don't think about it so much, such a skilled craftsman, if you agree to it immediately, I will feel strange, Liu Beiwei asked Zhuge Liang to take care of the thatched house, this is the first time for us, take your time."

Feng Yuanchen looked at Sheng Zhiyao, his eyes were full of tenderness, and he gently took her hand: "Okay, but who are Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang?"

Sheng Zhiyao was stunned and didn't know how to explain.

"Don't you want to explain?" Feng Yuanchen raised his eyebrows.

"It's not...... It's just that I think I'll explain this to you later, anyway, you'll know it soon, and it's useless to say it now!" Sheng Zhiyao thought about it for a long time, and finally found a reason to prevaricate.

Feng Yuanchen nodded when he heard this, and didn't pursue it further, anyway, they still have time to talk slowly, and one day, he will know.

"Let's go back!" Sheng Zhiyao grabbed Feng Yuanchen's arm and walked outside the mansion gate.

"Okay."

Sheng Zhiyao returned to the Hou Mansion, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Sheng Zhengye and Sheng Hanmo waiting for her in the hall, Sheng Zhiyao was stunned.

"Father, big brother."

"Sister! You're back, we've been waiting for you for a long time!" Sheng Hanmo stood up and greeted Sheng Zhiyao.

Sheng Zhiyao was also a little flattered when she saw Sheng Hanmo's enthusiasm, and couldn't help but be a little puzzled.

"Where have you been today? Why did you come back so late?" Sheng Zhengye sat on the main seat and asked solemnly.

"I went to find a craftsman today." Sheng Zhiyao replied in a low voice, and then briefly explained what happened at Uncle Liu's house.

"It's him!" After listening to Sheng Zhiyao's description, Sheng Zhengye's face changed, "This Uncle Liu is a good craftsman, but he is very stubborn."

"Father knows him?" Sheng Zhiyao asked in surprise when she heard this.

"Yes, this man is very stubborn, and I have begged him to make a set of jewelry for your mother before." Sheng Zhengye sighed

sighed.

"And then? Uncle Liu didn't agree?"

"Of course, I didn't." Sheng Zhengye shook his head and continued, "Your mother envied the hairpin on the head of the second princess for a long time, but it's a pity."

Hearing that his mother was also envious of the hairpin on the head of the second princess, Sheng Zhiyao suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart: "Father, I heard that Uncle Liu even rejected Concubine Qi back then, how could there be a hairpin in the hands of the second princess?"

"This ......" Hearing Sheng Zhiyao mention Qi Guifei, Sheng Zhengye smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Father, does this Uncle Liu also have any special identity? Otherwise, how could he refuse even a lady like Concubine Qi?" Sheng Zhiyao asked.

"Who did you listen to, Uncle Liu was not of noble birth, but a commoner, but because of his craftsmanship, he was appreciated by the emperor." Sheng Zhengye replied.

"Then ......" Sheng Zhiyao was a little puzzled.

"Okay, don't worry about it, let's discuss the matter of you and Yuanchen's marriage!" Sheng Zhengye interrupted Sheng Zhiyao's words.

"Well, isn't this already done? Didn't those gift slips come in too? Is there anything else I need to do?" Sheng Zhiyao asked suspiciously.

"Silly girl!" Sheng Zhengye glared at Sheng Zhiyao with disgust, and then spoke, "Although you are married by the emperor, you still have to do the exchange of Geng posts, after the small gifts, these dowry gifts, you still need to return the gifts."

"A gift in return?" Sheng Zhiyao was stunned.

"Yes, you're also the county lord now, so you have to give a decent dowry, right?"

"Oh, I see." Sheng Zhiyao suddenly realized.

"Alright, let's prepare your embroidery at home in the meantime."

"Huh? Embroidery? Father, I can't, I can stitch up the wound." Sheng Zhiyao said with some embarrassment.

"Father, I said a long time ago, my sister won't know these things about the eldest lady of the boudoir, why do you force her to study." Sheng Hanmo glanced at Sheng Zhiyao and spoke.

"You know what! Do you think your sister is a fool? What do you know about women's homes?" Sheng Zhengye glanced at Sheng Hanmo, "Okay, I'll find an embroidery girl to come back and teach you well in the next few days."

"Does Father have to do this? I can earn the dowry myself, so can I exchange it for something else?" Sheng Zhiyao said impatiently.

"Nonsense! Why do you talk like that, you kid?" Sheng Zhengye glared at Sheng Zhiyao.

Sheng Hanmo pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything more, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Sheng Hanmo, as if he was asking him for help.

"Father, although it is indeed necessary for a woman to marry these embroideries, I think the dowry given by my sister must also be ingenious."

When Sheng Zhengye saw Sheng Hanmo's appearance, he immediately understood what he meant, and he didn't say anything more at the moment, but just snorted coldly: "Since you don't want to learn, then forget it, but if those people in the capital know that the eldest granddaughter of our Sheng family can't embroider, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous!"