Following.

Early morning.

A ray of morning light shone into the house.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and smelled the faint fragrance in the air.

When he turned his head, he saw that it was empty.

"It's running after sleep again."

After the previous experience, he was used to it, didn't take it to heart, and turned on the check-in system.

I haven't signed in for a long time, and looking at the familiar interface in front of me, I was in a trance.

It wasn't until the cold system prompt sound sounded in his ears that he sighed leisurely: "It's an attribute point again." ”

Calm down and get up and change.

"It's time to go to the palace to meet my sister-in-law."

Thinking so, he chose a more fitting brocade robe from his wardrobe.

I was about to put it on, but I suddenly thought of something and put it back again.

In his package, he had changed out a few days ago and had not had time to wash it, and he wore it when he went to see his sister-in-law.

When the sister-in-law saw her dusty appearance, she would naturally think that she had just returned to Beijing and rushed to see her.

Although sincerity is nirvana, it is not impossible to occasionally use some routines to coax her to be happy for a little girl like Yunhe.

Thereupon.

Ren Pingsheng wore a moon-white lining, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Greet the warm sunshine.

I saw a begonia tree not far away.

Jiang Chuyue pinched the back of the little fox's neck, poked its head with her fingers, and said angrily: "I saw you hiding in the corner last night, sneaky, and it was like this early this morning."

No wonder the sugar gourd I bought in the past two days disappeared for no reason......

Say! Did you steal it? ”

"Whew-"

The little fox looked annoyed, his neck was pinched, and his claws were still slashing in the air, showing his teeth and claws.

"Stealing other people's sugar gourds, and being so arrogant, do you think that when your master comes back, this girl won't dare to fight!"

Jiang Chuyue poked its head a few times with her fingers, and said word by word: "Don't say it's you, even if your master dares to steal this girl's things, this girl will also ...... it."

Before he could finish speaking, an autumn wind blew from his back.

Little Green Tea instinctively sensed the dangerous aura, and subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the position at the door, Ren Pingsheng, who was wearing a moon-white lining, standing straight in place, looking at himself with a flat expression.

The courtyard was quiet.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

The little green tea reacted very quickly, let go of the little fox's neck, and complained aggrievedly: "Shizi, people finally asked for a few copper coins from the senior sister, bought a few strings of sugar gourds, and put them in the house, but they were all stolen by this little fox, woo woo woo ......"

Side.

Heavenly Sect Master Luo Qingmo saw that the little apprentice who was extremely well-behaved in front of him on weekdays actually slandered himself, his chest continued to rise and fall, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

At one point, she had an urge to hold her calf, bite her, and let out a breath.

Ren Pingsheng was not interested in the sugar gourd, but just asked, "How do you know that it is hiding in the corner at night?" ”

Jiang Chuyue didn't expect him to suddenly ask this question, and his eyes dodged for a moment: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I wanted to come out to see the moon, and when I turned my head, I saw this little fox squatting in the corner, sneaky." ”

It's true that I can't sleep.

I didn't come to the courtyard to see the moon, but I saw that Ren Pingsheng hadn't come out of the house, and I was a little curious, and I wanted to hear if my senior sister had agreed to practice with him.

Afraid of being discovered, he tiptoed close to the house, and halfway through, he saw a fiery red figure, hiding in the corner, his eyes still glowing.

Seeing this scene in the middle of the night, anyone would be shocked.

Little Green Tea was no exception, she thought she had seen a ghost at the time, so she gritted her teeth so that she didn't scream.

So when I saw the little fox the next day, I felt unpleasant, and put the blame for losing the sugar gourd on its head.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the little green tea with a weak face, and muttered in his heart: "She shouldn't want to listen to the corner, right?" ”

Although eavesdropping on the corner of the wall is not a loss for himself and Chang An, he always feels a little awkward.

"Having said that, it's no wonder that every time it comes to the critical moment of cultivation, Chang An always grits his teeth and doesn't want to make too much noise, it turns out that he understands his junior sister's temperament and is afraid that she will eavesdrop......

In this case, the next time you cultivate, drive the little green tea to the next yard. ”

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but his face was as usual, he looked at Jiang Chuyue, and asked casually, "How many sugar gourds did it eat you?" ”

Little Green Tea said decisively: "Five!" ”

"Whew-"

Side.

The little fox let out a cry of discontentment.

She remembered clearly, there were only three roots, and when it became five.

To the dignified Heavenly Sect Master, a few sugar gourds were of course nothing.

But seeing her well-behaved little apprentice become like this, she felt heartbroken.

"Got it, I'll come back and bring it to you."

Ren Pingsheng said and walked out of the courtyard.

When I returned to the bedroom, I was going to change into a strong suit, but I didn't expect that after two days in the package, the smell of sour rot had become a little pungent.

I had no choice but to choose a clean brocade robe and put it on.

"I hope the kind sister-in-law doesn't care about these details."

Ren Pingsheng thought so, and walked out of the mansion and headed for the palace.

…………

Palace.

Yong'an Palace.

Liu Yunmeng sat in the courtyard, holding a pile of fabrics, carefully choosing.

After a while, she chose a piece of smooth and supple cyan silk, carried the ends with both hands, held it up in the warm sunlight, and asked, "Qing'er, what do you think of this piece of material?" ”

Side.

Qing'er looked at it carefully, and said seriously: "The material selected by His Royal Highness is as light and thin as a cicada's wing, and it is considered excellent among the tributes. ”

"That's nature, this is the best silk, which was given to the mother by my father back then.

When Bengong first studied female red, it took a long time to come from the mother. ”

Liu Yunmeng said, folded the silk gently, handed it to Qing'er, and ordered: "Take it to the Inner Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, and let them dye it black." ”

Qing'er was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, isn't it a pity that such a good silk is dyed black." ”

Liu Yunmeng stretched out his hand and stroked the silk, and said casually: "Dye it, dye it, black looks as good." ”

Qing'er didn't say anything more, and responded: "The slave understands." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took the silk, and gently put it into his arms.

At this time, I heard His Royal Highness Yunhe instruct: "Go and find some needlework for the palace." ”

"Yes, Your Highness."

Qing'er answered, turned to leave, and a moment later, returned to her with a needle and thread.

Liu Yunmeng picked a plain piece of silk from the remaining fabric and put it on his lap.

After receiving the needle and thread from Qing'er's hand, he recalled the female red he studied back then, and began to sew it seriously.

"Your Royal Highness the Princess, are you going to sew your own clothes?"

When Qing'er saw this scene, her eyes showed a look of confusion.

Female red is a skill that every royal daughter must master.

But for the first time in so many years, she saw the pampered princess and sewed clothes by herself.

After hesitating for a moment, he still spoke: "If Your Highness has taken a fancy to a certain style of clothing, you can buy it for some silver, and you don't have to bother making it yourself...... The garment is not as simple as His Highness thinks. ”

Liu Yunmeng shook his head and said seriously: "The style that this palace fancies, Jingshi can't buy it." ”

Can't buy it?

Qing'er was slightly stunned, then realized something, and asked, "Your Highness is talking about the clothes worn by those banshees?" ”

Liu Yunmeng nodded generously: "That's right." ”

See His Royal Highness admitted.

Qing'er's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and her expression became a little strange.

After stopping for a while, he still mustered up the courage to persuade: "Your Highness, please forgive the slave and maid for bluntly saying that the clothes worn by those banshees are really a bit ...... It's unsightly, even if Your Highness likes it, you can't wear it. ”

It's not just unsightly.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is immoral.

The jacket only covers half of the mountains, and that's it.

After all, there was a time when such clothes were also popular in Jingshi.

But the skirt ...... It's so short that you can't even cover your knees.

There was another layer of pants under the skirt, and the pants were still clinging to the skin, which was unbearable.

If I'm not mistaken.

There are even banshees who only wear skirts, and their legs are exposed, which can be seen by others at a glance.

The demon clan is shameless, and it is human nature to dress like this.

But Your Highness is a princess, how can she wear such clothes.

"Hongu knows."

Yun He looked disappreciative, holding the fabric with one hand and threading the needle with the other: "Wear it when there is only one person in the palace." ”

Wear it when you're alone?

What's the point?

Isn't it just for others to see when you dress up?

Qing'er couldn't understand His Highness's thoughts, so she simply remained silent.

As long as you don't wear it out, you can do anything.

Your Highness is happy......

Minutes and seconds passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was half an hour later.

Liu Yunmeng used plain silk and needle and thread to sew a rough outline according to the picture in his memory.

Standing up, holding both ends, showing them in front of Qing'er, raising his eyebrows, and asking, "How is the craftsmanship of this palace?" ”

Qing'er looked at it for a while, and found that her Royal Highness sewed a pair of pants, which looked very close-fitting, and it was not much different from what the leading banshee wore before, the difference was a plain color and a black color.

"Your Highness, this silk is as thin as a cicada's wings, and you sew it so closely, after wearing it, isn't it ...... the same?"

hesitated for a moment, and the latter words were not exported after all.

Liu Yunmeng didn't take it to heart, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, I don't plan to wear it out, just look good." ”

Qing'er really couldn't imagine what her Royal Highness would look like wearing it, so she hesitated for a long time, but chose to be silent.

Liu Yunmeng didn't care.

At the beginning, I planned to sew this style of pants, and a big reason was because I saw Ren Pingsheng staring at the banshee all the time on the city tower.

Now, it's just that I think it's good-looking.

Even if you can't wear it out, you can admire it yourself in front of the bronze mirror, and you don't have to get the approval of others.

Thinking so, she continued to sew, her expression focused and her movements carefully.

In the blink of an eye, it was half an hour smaller.

The pants made of white silk in his hand are almost finished.

Liu Yunmeng held it in his hand and reached out to caress it.

Smooth, smooth and cool...... Well, it feels good in the hand.

Now.

She couldn't wait to try the costume of this demon clan and what it was like to wear it.

"Anyway, it's in the palace, so it won't be seen by others, and it's not a big deal to put it on."

That's it.

Liu Yunmeng turned his head to look at Qing'er and ordered: "You are guarding the door, no one is allowed to come in, if the father and mother come, you will say that the palace is changing clothes." ”

"The slave and maid understand."

Qing'er nodded obediently.

Seeing this, Liu Yun held the pants he had sewn and walked back to the house with confidence.

Qing'er stood guard at the door.

A moment later.

Outside the courtyard, the sound of the palace maid saluting.

Followed by a familiar figure appeared not far away.

"Miss Qing'er, where is Your Highness?"

Ren Pingsheng stood in place, found that there was no sister-in-law in the yard, and asked softly.

In his impression.

This kind of warm breeze and sunny weather, the sister-in-law should be holding a notebook under the tree to read.

"Your Highness is more ...... in the house"

Before Qing'er finished speaking, Liu Yunmeng's voice suddenly came from the house.

"The palace is lacking, and no one wants to see it."

Qing'er's voice stopped abruptly and fell silent.

This energetic voice doesn't sound like a tired person can speak.

You don't have to think about it to know.

The sister-in-law was sulking at herself, blaming herself for not writing a letter to her after leaving for more than a month.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Immediately after, a wave of vertigo swept over him, destroying his consciousness in just a few seconds.

"It hurts!"

After the severe headache and brain swelling, he only felt that his eyes were dark, his body was uncontrollable, and he fell forward in a daze.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds before returning to normal.

With instinct, the moment he fell to the ground, he propped his elbows on the ground and made a dull sound.

It all happened so suddenly and without warning.

Qing'er was taken aback, and subconsciously let out an exclamation: "Shizi! ”

house.

Liu Yunmeng, who was about to change back into normal clothes, heard the movement from outside the house, didn't know what was happening, and was in a hurry, so he didn't think much about it, and pushed open the door.

Then I saw Ren Pingsheng holding the ground, and his movements were a little strange.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that there was no problem, Liu Yunmeng still asked with concern.

I heard my sister-in-law's voice.

Ren Pingsheng subconsciously raised his eyes and saw the delicate jade feet without Luo socks, slender and fair ankles, slender and straight calves, and very familiar clothes.

"White silk?"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes showed a touch of trance.

At this moment, he was a little confused.

Liu Yunmeng noticed his eyes, and his pretty face was slightly red.

Then, realizing something, he kicked him angrily, and said angrily: "Despicable! ”

Then, without giving him a chance to explain, he turned back into the house and slammed the door shut.

Bang!

The sound of the door closing.

Ren Pingsheng was a little helpless.

Although he didn't know why, he did feel a splitting headache just now, and there was no comfort in his whole body.

That is, it took a few seconds to feel better.

Even so.

The physical discomfort has not completely disappeared.

Knowing that the explanation is useless, it is impossible for the sister-in-law to believe it.

He didn't say anything more, struggled to get up, sat down on the Taishi chair, frowned, and wondered if he could survive this while.

A moment later.

The discomfort has diminished a lot, but it's still there.

This time.

Liu Yunmeng, who had been hiding in the house to observe, finally realized that something was wrong.

His pained expression didn't look like it was pretending to be no matter how you looked at it.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want to call the imperial doctor? ”

Liu Yunmeng pushed open the door, came to Ren Pingsheng, held his hand, and his face was full of worry.

(End of chapter)