Pretending to be jealous in the arms of Dali Temple

While Liu Ya was talking to his wife, Wan Yan looked at the woman carefully.

She was dressed in extraordinary clothes, and the maid behind her was also wearing a fine brocade skirt.

The servant girl looked dignified, standing behind the woman without looking sideways, with a faint smile on her face, calm and calm.

This kind of demeanor cannot be trained by ordinary rich people.

The room is filled with the unique clothes incense of Jinhua Embroidery Workshop that Wan Yan is familiar with, but in this incense, Wan Yan also smells a faint scent of magnolia flowers, which must be the smell from the woman's sachet.

The woman's clothes are dark blue, and the maid behind her is lake blue.

Even the incense fan used by the maid to fan the women has a sky blue handle.

After looking around, Wan Yan had an idea.

She wants to keep this lady for Liu Ya.

So when she heard the woman's question, Wan Yan curled up and said, "Ma'am, the little girl is not polite, just speak out my thoughts."

The whole room stared with bated breath.

"In addition to keeping warm, clothes have become a symbol of a person's status. Clothes that fit the status can highlight a person's bearing, otherwise, it will lower the value of the person."

The woman nods.

"The cooperation between Mrs. Yang and I started very early. Because we know each other, the clothes are more suitable for her life. Another way."

"I agree with these words, so I am not satisfied with the things the shopkeeper just brought out."

Wan Yan smiled and said, "Of course it is. These clothes are all popular items. Even if there are a few tailor-made clothes, they still meet the needs of the buyers themselves, and they are not close to Madam at all."

"You're right, I trust you now, so you can design for me, and I'll listen."

Liu Ya breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile was extraordinarily bright.

Wan Yan shook her head, "Madam, I really want to help you and satisfy you, but now..."

Wan Yan pointed to Liu Ya, "We are very close and familiar with each other, so the things I designed can meet her needs."

Madam smiled, "How much familiarity with you can we tailor it to you?"

Wan Yan tilted her head, her eyes sparkling.

"I only know that my wife likes blue and orchids. I can integrate these two points into the clothes, but only these two points are too monotonous. There is also blue. Is it because my wife really likes it, or I have no other choice? understood."

Wan Yan's words made the woman stunned on the spot, and then an incredible smile appeared on her face, "My God, how did you know?"

Wan Yan smiled, "If Madam trusts me and lets me know Madam more, I believe I can surprise Madam more."

The woman smiled happily, and Liu Ya also smiled, "Hurry up, shopkeeper, go to the cupboard and take out my best can of Biluochun, I want to treat Madam to a good tea."

The woman turned around and told the servant girl, "Go get some snacks in the car, I want to have a good chat with Mrs. Yang and this girl."

The maid left with a smile, and the woman looked at Wan Yan, "What's your name? What should I call you?"

"The little girl's surname is Xue and her name is Wanyan. Madam can just call me Wanyan."

"Okay, Miss Wanyan, Young Madam." The woman looked at the two of them, stroking the agate jade bracelet on her wrist, "I didn't expect to meet the two of you in Tongshan Mansion, so let me introduce myself, I am Marquis Wu'an Madam's surname is Song."

"Mrs. Song..." Wan Yan and Liu Ya looked at each other indiscriminately, their hearts pounding.

Daqi started from Gaozu, and there were only two Houfu, Wu'anhou and Wenyuanhou.

One piece of literature and one military force propped up the great Qi Jiangshan.

After several generations, Marquis Wen Yuan gradually became a nameless one, relying on the hereditary title to maintain the glory of his family.

The Marquis of Wu'an is different. There have been outstanding people occupying a place in the court from generation to generation.

Liu Ya didn't know about the matter in the capital, but Wan Yan heard from her father.

Although it is not clear what position Marquis Wu'an is in the capital, but this Daqi is quite the wife of the Hou family, the two little girls still don't know how to deal with it for a while.

Mrs. Song smiled, "Look, it scares you two, do I have three arms or two legs?"

Wan Yan hurriedly explained, "Our Tongshan Mansion is in a remote area, and when we heard the words Mrs. Wu'an Hou, I didn't know how to respond."

"Don't have to deal with it. I like you two. If you can design clothes that satisfy me, wouldn't it be better?"

Liu Ya was puzzled, "Ma'am, don't blame me for talking too much, Ma'am should be in the capital, why did you get to Tongshan Mansion?"

"Master Hou came to do something. I have nothing to do at home, so Master Hou took me out to relax. I was just wandering in the market today, and I accidentally came to your Jinhua Embroidery Workshop."

"It's really fate, Mrs. Song, it's not me who praised Haikou, I leave the matter of clothes to Wan Yan, I guarantee Mrs. Satisfied."

"That's good. To be honest, I don't look good in anything with my figure. I searched everywhere in the capital, but I couldn't find anything satisfactory. This dress was also changed by the embroiderer in the house. I'm not satisfied, but I don't know. What should be done."

"Mrs. Song, leave it to Wan Yan." Liu Ya vowed.

Wan Yan shook her head, "Mrs. Song, I will try my best, do my best, and tell me what you like or dislike."

"To be honest, I'm not satisfied with anything just because I don't know."

Mrs. Song smiled, her eyebrows were curved, Wan Yan had a good impression of Mrs. Wu'an Hou, she had a high status, but she spoke very caringly.

"Mrs. Song, the capital city and Tongshan Mansion are said to be close or far away. After all, there is still a distance. After the clothes are ready, how can Madam try them?"

"You don't have to worry about this. Girl Wanyan just needs to do it with peace of mind. There are a lot of servants and guards in the mansion, and anyone will be willing to run this journey for me."

Liu Ya felt relieved, "Mrs. Song, thank you for trusting Jinhua Embroidery Workshop and Wanyan. We will definitely satisfy Madam."

Wan Yan went to the table to fetch paper and ink, and asked with a smile, "Now I want to record my wife's daily preferences, the color and material of the dress, and we need to have a good chat."

The process of chatting is also a process of enhancing mutual feelings.

Mrs. Song was well-informed and made the two little girls laugh frequently.

Wan Yan grew up in the capital, and listening to Mrs. Song's anecdotes about the capital, she felt a lot of nostalgia in her heart.

There is a father in Beijing, and the time before she was 15 years old.

In this life, can she still walk on that land?

The maid knocked lightly on the door, and brought in a big food box, opened it, and inside were all kinds of snacks from Daoxiang Village.

The three of them drank the good Biluochun and sipped the snacks brought by the capital, feeling very contented in their hearts.

Enough chatting, Wan Yan took a ruler and carefully measured Mrs. Song's waist.

At this time, Mrs. Marquis Wu'an whispered in her ear: "Wan Yan, I'm fat. Although the Marquis doesn't dislike me, I know in my heart that the Marquis and his wives have married many times over the years. Ma'am can't compare."

Wan Yan paused for a moment with the hand holding the measuring ruler.

"Wan Yan, if you can let Hou Ye see my eyes light up, I will be satisfied."

Mrs. Song looked into the distance, and sighed quietly, "At my age, I should be happy with what happens, but my feelings for Lord Hou have not faded."

Wan Yan looked straight into Mrs. Song's eyes, and saw some expectations in it.