The box was quite delicate.

Qingwen held the box in her hand and could feel the weight of the box.

"Open it up and take a look!"

Grandma was smiling, and Qingwen was honestly afraid.

Qingwen cautiously opened the box, and then glanced at the contents of the box.

It was a crimson Luo skirt, quite delicate, with a faint snowflake pattern on it, and it was trimmed with thin silver wire.

The stitches and threads are all handmade, and the stitches are so delicate that you can't even see the position of the stitches if you don't look closely.

This female worker has reached a very powerful point.

"This is Crimson!" said Grandma, "the name of this Luo skirt!"

"Thank you grandma!" Qingwen bowed down to thank her, and grandma smiled and said, "I'm old, this job is not as good as before!"

"Grandma has been making this piece for you, it has taken some time, you can try to see if it fits!" Mrs. Iris said on the side: "The size is set by me, it shouldn't be much worse!"

Qingwen nodded, but she was a little overwhelmed, although she had to change her clothes, she didn't seem to have any suitable place.

"It's okay, it's okay to change clothes here!" said Grandma, still smiling.

Although Qingwen blushed, she still changed her clothes with the help of Mrs. Iris.

Grandma was watching everything, observing this Tang girl from the Central Plains.

The old man certainly saw some clues, but she didn't say anything.

The girl's strength, in front of her grandmother's astonishing cultivation, has nothing to hide.

Qingwen changed her clothes, re-combed her hair with the help of Mrs. Iris, and put on the earrings prepared by Mrs. Iris.

She has a beautiful figure, and the close-fitting Luo skirt sets off her figure very outstandingly.

The pearl is embellished with jade, the mouth is fragrant, the hair hangs down the shoulders, and the beauty is incomprehensible.

Between the gestures, it shows a unique charm of Tangmen women, and does not lose the enthusiasm of Central Plains women.

used to be the gentleness of some little women, but now it is more heroic, or charming.

"Okay!" said Grandma, but what she thought was a pity.

Qingwen has changed two sets of clothes in this short period of time, and her styles are very different.

"Grandma's craftsmanship is really amazing!" Qingwen said in a low voice of approval: "I basically don't know how to ......"

"It's okay, in Shuzhong in the future, I will learn it quickly, I see that you should be Bing Xue smart, it's not a difficult thing!"

Grandma smiled, and then said to Mrs. Iris, "Have you decided who will teach Xuanji?"

Mrs. Iris paused, she originally wanted to bring Qingwen by herself, although grandma didn't want Qingwen to appear as a candidate, but nominally she still needed to be "educated".

Shuzhong Tang Sect Siwen and Si Wu, both have the responsibility of educating the younger generations, although the focus is different, but in fact, the two are both civil and military all-rounders, in a sense, they are also competitors.

"You have already brought Xuanling, Xuanji will be brought by Ah Hua!" Grandma's words are will, and naturally they cannot be disobeyed.

"It's Mrs. Donghua, the head of the Tang Sect's martial arts, responsible for teaching her disciples martial arts and agency skills!"

Qingwen originally wanted to say that she wouldn't stay too long, and she was still worried about Spitfire outside the city.

I can't bear it, and I don't want to go too far from Spitfire.

"What, don't you want to?" Grandma's expression sank slightly, and she saw that Qingwen was a little hesitant.

Qingwen hurriedly restrained her expression and said hurriedly: "No, I just... It's just a little overwhelming!"

"It's okay!" Lady Iris comforted her, "Although Lady Donghua is strict, she is also a good mentor!"

"Where is Ah Hua, let her come over!" Grandma squinted at Crystal.

"It should be teaching Xuanling martial arts, that girl is very serious, and Mrs. Donghua is also teaching very seriously!" Mrs. Iris replied truthfully: "Do you want to bring Xuanling with you?"

Mrs. Iris played some tricks, of course she knew that Qingwen's mind was not here, but if "Qingling" appeared, I am afraid the result would be different.

Grandma wanted to leave Qingwen behind, but she didn't want Qingwen to shake Xuanling's position.

However, it couldn't be easier.

"It's okay, we'll meet sooner or later, let Ah Hua bring Xuan Ling over!" Grandma's expression did not change, but she was very satisfied with Mrs. Iris's treatment.

Qingwen suddenly felt a tightness in her heart, as if she wanted to see something she was familiar with.

"Xuan Ling is a disciple of your junior, and she is grandma's great-great-grandson!" explained Lady Iris, and then silently said something to her mouth.

That's the art of sound transmission, and it's very convenient to use.

Grandma looked at Qingwen, she observed the girl who had the closest relationship with Tang Beiyi, the eldest daughter of Tang Guiyuan, who turned out of the door and finally died tragically in Jiangdu.

Qingwen has the same arrogance as Tang Beiyi, and she will not be bound by dogma.

Because of this, the first time grandma saw Qingwen, she didn't change her mind about Qingwen.

"Leave Tang Beiyi's two daughters behind, and you will never be able to leave the city for the rest of your life!" Grandma's approach was fierce and seemed small.

The price of Tang Beiyi's reversal will be borne by his two daughters.

The eldest daughter will spend her life in the city of Wufu, serving the new "grandma", and eventually she will become the head of the company who can't take a step.

And the youngest daughter will eventually forget everything about herself and become the "grandmother" of King's Land and Wulin.

Qingwen didn't know what to say, but her grandmother beckoned to her and said, "Come, sit with grandma for a while!"

Madame Iris was just in time, prepared tea and pastries, and sent them to the two of them like a trick.

"You're welcome, Ah Kite's craftsmanship is excellent, even I can't compare!" Grandma said, and then opened the box of pastries.

Pastries that are as crystal clear as flowing water can be condensed and formed, and they are pure and flawless, and the white walls are frost-free.

It's a little unbearable to eat.

The pastry emits a faint chill that seems to have frozen the liquid.

But what is surprising is that the piece of pastry can still vibrate slightly.

Qingwen carefully picked up the plate, and the pastries in the plate exuded a crystalline brilliance under the light around her.

She didn't know how the pastry was made.

Qingling, who is really proficient in this way, no longer knows where he is at this time.

Thinking of this, Qingwen's heart trembled slightly.

It wasn't until outside the curtain that light footsteps could be heard.

The strange and familiar feeling, somehow, hit Qingwen's heart.

"Grandma, I've brought Xuan Ling here!" was a somewhat dignified woman's voice.