"That's enough. Get out. We'll return to Xi Ling in three days. You can try to stay in Eastern Chu. According to what I know, Han Mingyue has already returned to Jiangnan. You can see if Mo Xiuyao will be merciful to you. "Lei Tengfeng's face darkened as he spoke coldly. The black-clothed woman stood up and looked at him with grievance. "I know why you treat me so badly. You're jealous, aren't you? Or do you think I don't look good wearing a veil … "As she spoke, the woman raised her hand to take off the veil on her face. Lei Tengfeng suddenly picked up the teacup on the table and threw it at her. "Get out!"
"You … humph!" After being reprimanded so rudely, the black-clothed woman put down her hand and glared at the man in the chair before leaving in a huff.
Ye Li returned to the Prince Ding Mansion. Mo Xiuyao was reading in his room. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head to look at her. "You're back? Did something happen to Old Madam Ye? "Ye Li waved her hand and said uninterestedly," What could happen at this time? Fourth sister went home to cry and make a fuss. Grandmother wanted me to go back and say a few words. She's never been easy to deal with, so how could she listen to me? But on the street, I met the heir of Xi Ling and Princess Lingyun. " Mo Xiuyao looked at her and raised his eyebrows. Ye Li thought about it and decided there wasn't much to talk about. She turned around and went in to change into some light clothes. When she came out, she saw Mo Xiuyao was still sitting in the room with his head lowered, reading. She called Qing Xia and the others to bring out some plain colored cloth.
Qing Shuang had always been clever. Not long after Ye Li gave the order, she had already brought the cloth over with a smile before she had even sat down. They were all light colors like the moon white, light green, and beige. She also thoughtfully brought over all kinds of utensils. Ye Li took the cloth and looked at the man in front of her. Her faint brows furrowed together.
Mo Xiuyao raised his head to look at her conflicted appearance. He smiled faintly. "What's wrong? Not satisfied with the clothes made in the residence? She heard that there were two embroidery workshops in the capital that sold pretty good stuff. She would ask them to send some over to take a look. You don't have to be so troubled. " Ye Li was speechless. If I bought clothes for you from outside, wouldn't Mother Lin and Wet Nurse nag me to death? She then looked at her own clothes. Was she that picky?
Gritting her teeth, Ye Li said, "Lend me one of your old clothes."
Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Li, who was trying her best to remain expressionless. Slowly, her gaze shifted to the cloth on the table. Her eyes moved slightly as she looked at Ye Li and said with a smile, "Go get it yourself." Ever since he was sent to this courtyard to recuperate, Chief Steward Mo had ordered people to move all the clothes in his room here. However, his new wife seemed to have a good habit of not touching other people's things, even if the other person was her husband. So even though their things were placed together, in reality, they were placed separately. No one would touch the other's things.
Ye Li snorted softly. She stood and walked into the room. But after walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped. Turning back, she took the measuring tape from the needle and thread box and walked in.
Mo Xiuyao stared at the simple and elegant cloth on the table in a daze for a while. Then he suddenly smiled faintly. Her eyes, which were originally a little cold, now had some real warmth.
Either you didn't do something at all, or you did it as quickly as possible. So Ye Li's daily life had an extra task of needlework. The two old mamas were comforted by this. Seeing their young miss play with knives and swords every day after getting married, the two mamas were very anxious. Even though the Prince didn't say anything, but how could a wang fei play with knives and swords every day? Other than San Ye, the Xu family hadn't had a martial artist in hundreds of years. It definitely was San Ye who taught young miss bad things! The two mamas who didn't know the truth silently blamed Xu Qingfeng who was about to enter the army.
Their wang fei was making clothes for the Prince for the first time. This attracted the attention of the mamas and the servant girls. When they started to eat, Ye Li found something very depressing. She didn't know how to make clothes for men. When her mother was still alive, she wasn't old enough to learn how to make clothes. After her mother passed away, there was no one to teach her, and there was no need for her to do so, so she had forgotten about it. In the end, she could only helplessly let Lin Mama teach her how to make clothes.
After making the clothes, the servant girls surrounded Ye Li to discuss what pattern to use, what color of embroidery thread to use, and what kind of pouch to match it with. Everyone was talking at once and arguing non-stop. Pianpian Mo Xiuyao didn't know what had happened, but his reading location had changed from the study to their room. Even though they were in the outer room, Ye Li who was surrounded by the servant girls in the room felt that Mo Xiuyao could hear what they were muttering about. She couldn't help but feel angry and annoyed. She wanted to slap these talkative servant girls until they fainted.
"Wang fei … …" Seeing Ye Li pick up the cloud pattern pattern pattern pattern and prepare to make the thread, Qing Shuang shouted disapprovingly. She looked like she wanted to come forward and destroy the pattern pattern in her hands.
Ye Li raised an eyebrow at her. Qing Shuang said: "Wang fei, you're giving this to someone. How can you take out a pattern that is too normal? "
The veins on Ye Li's forehead jumped. It was just making clothes, wouldn't this girl have too many opinions? Qing Shuang ignored Ye Li's dissatisfied expression and quickly put a stack of patterns in front of Ye Li. There were all kinds of dragon patterns, eagle patterns, tiger patterns, and complicated patterns of flowers and plants, auspicious patterns, etc. Qing Shuang looked at Ye Li's dark expression and hurriedly took out one of the patterns. She said in a small voice: "Qing Shuang asked for wang fei. The Prince likes this one."
Glaring at the image of an eagle in the sky, she wanted to poke Qing Shuang with a needle. Qing Shuang saw her young miss's unfriendly expression and hurriedly made a begging expression before running out. Ye Li stared dazedly at the patterns on the table. She suddenly sighed and took the embroidery basket to the side to make the thread. Qing Xia served from the side and said: "Qing Shuang is a naughty girl, but she's thinking for wang fei. It's best if wang fei isn't angry at her." Ye Li looked up at her and said helplessly, "This girl is usually spoiled. She's always mischievous." Qing Yu pursed her lips and snickered, "Qing Shuang is really energetic. Why don't wang fei punish her to do embroidery?"
Qing Xia covered her mouth and snickered, "Qing Yu's punishment is too harsh. But if wang fei can calm down, Qing Shuang will be happy to accept the punishment." Qing Shuang had a jumpy temper. She had always been impatient with needlework. Usually, it was as if she wanted her life to finish embroidering a handkerchief. Ye Li's eyes turned, and there was a smile on her face, "Very good. Tell Qing Shuang to embroider a winter plum for me. It must be done in half a month. Otherwise … let her do as she sees fit. "
Qing Luan and others blinked and smiled. They secretly mourned for Qing Shuang in their hearts. You know that wang fei is shy, but you still ran to ask the Prince. Isn't this sending yourself to be punished by wang fei?
"What does Li want to embroider?" Mo Xiuyao's voice came from outside. Everyone quickly turned and bowed, "Prince."
Mo Xiuyao looked at the three girls who were full of smiles and said: "Leave."
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