"Don't learn. Feng Qianyan pursed his lips, sat down opposite Min Qing, pursed his lips and muttered: "Anyway, I will go with Xiao ——, and Brother Chen." When the time comes, I will do what he does! Isn't it just kneeling and bowing! Mother, your daughter and I are not stupid!"

"You, you'll be smart!" Min Qing couldn't laugh or cry at her daughter's words.

Feng Tianyan put her hands on the corner of the table, supported her cheeks, and watched Min Qing thread the needle, and said coquettishly: "Mother~~ Can you not go?"

"What are you afraid of?!" Min Qing bit off the silk thread in her hand and stroked the brocade, "The Queen Mother and your grandmother are handkerchiefs, so they won't embarrass you." Don't worry, there are the prince and the queen mother to protect you, and others don't dare to do anything to you. ”

"Mother, my daughter is not afraid, it's just—" Feng Qianyan sighed helplessly, "Alas!

Min Qing took the brocade in her hand, stood up and walked in front of Feng Qianyan: "Stand up and try the size." ”

"Oh. Feng Qian stood up obediently.

"Arms straightened. Min Qing put the brocade in her hand on Feng Qianyan's body, which was sewn together before and after. Mama Li took the two pieces of brocade spread on the bed and put them on Feng Yanyan's arm, which seemed to be the fabric of the sleeves.

"Mama, look at it like this......" Min Qing pinched the front and back pieces of fabric on Feng Tianyan's waist together and measured them.

"Hmm...... It's a little low, ma'am, and pinch some more. ”

"So what?"

"Almost, what do you see?"

"She's skinny, doesn't that look too thin?"

"The eldest lady is originally tall, so she is taller, and her figure is more compatible with our prince. ”

......

Feng Qianyan stretched out his two arms like this, standing stupidly motionless, letting his mother and Mama Li compare with the fabric on his body, and sewing two stitches from time to time for temporary fixation.

After tossing a stick of incense like this, the two of them were finally satisfied, and then they carefully faded the brocade that had begun to take on the form of a dress from the body of the wind.

Mama Li took a ruler and measured the size of each part of Feng Tianyan, saying that she wanted to see if there was anything that needed to be modified in the lining that had been made.

"Mother, what else do you need me to do? Come on!" Feng Tianyan slumped in the chair with a helpless face, rubbing his sore arm.

"Miss, are you tired after such a while?" Mama Li smiled: "Look at the patterns on this brocade, they are all embroidered by Madame herself in the past two months!"

Min Qing hurriedly said angrily: "Mama Li! What do you do when you say so much! This is what I should do as a mother!"

"I think you didn't care so much when you prepared your wedding dress!"

"That's natural! I'm such a precious daughter, of course I want to do my best to give her the best!"

Min Qing said calmly, her eyes lowered, and she was busy with the needle and thread in her hand.

Feng Tingyan looked at this situation, and responded to the sentence "the line in the hands of a loving mother". Moved in his heart, he walked behind Min Qing, clinging to his back, and wrapping his hands around his waist. Smelling the faint fragrance in Min Qing's hair, he muttered: "Mother~~"

Min Qing held the hand of the needle and thread for a moment, and her body stiffened. After a while, he blinked his eyes vigorously, sniffed his nose, and said in a nasal voice: "You little girl, don't make trouble here, go out and play!"