rich concubine

Chapter 1399 Marry him when he comes back
Since she couldn't ask anything, Changle was naturally unhappy. However, looking at the attitudes of her two sisters, she had no intention of telling her just like that. She pouted, feeling unhappy.

Only then did Chang Qing put down the hijab in his hand, raised his sore neck, and said to her: "If you really want to learn something, then pick up Nv Hong and study hard. When you get married in the future, Very useful."

Changle pursed his lips: "What's there to learn from this? I don't like it. My fingers hurt from holding needles all day long. It's not as fun as holding a sword."

Changqing raised the red hijab in his hand and said: "If you don't learn, the hijab you make in the future will not look good, and it will be your own face that will be lost. On the day of the wedding, outsiders can't see it, but this one The clothes and the red hijab are very obvious."

"You can let the embroiderer from the Clothes Collection Bureau do it. I've never liked doing this kind of thing, and no one has ever forced me to do it. Everyone knows I can't do it, so naturally they won't get stuck on it."

Changqing chuckled and said, "The elders all know that I don't like to do such delicate work, so didn't they still tell me that I have to make this red hijab myself, stitch by stitch?"

Changle opened his mouth, unable to argue.

Rong Yi looked on and smiled lightly, suddenly remembering that Qin Dailong also experienced such a period before her wedding. At that time, she only made a red hijab because she was too pressed for time, and Changqing is different. She is going to marry the prince and become the princess. Her wedding dress will be arranged by the palace people, and she only needs to make the hijab herself.

But if it is an ordinary family, the daughter's wedding dress must be made early and by herself. Firstly, it reflects the girl's beauty, and secondly, it also symbolizes happiness and makes a start for a new life.

Rong Yi secretly thought, in fact, she was not very busy herself, and now she was idle. Making wedding clothes was originally a time-consuming and energy-consuming thing. If she wanted to do it, she would have to start early, which would be a grind.

From the very beginning, I said she was a wife, not a wife, not a concubine, nor an aunt. This title was somewhat illegal in the backyard, but I insisted, and it didn't hurt, so I kept calling her like this.

The lady is the wife of an ordinary family. It is tacitly understood what the master means by calling her like this.

He never thought of treating himself badly from the beginning. Rong Yi knew this. As a man and the eldest son of the royal family, it was not easy for him to spend so much thought on himself and protect him like this. , Rong Yi has always been grateful that she followed him, and it was smooth sailing.

Since she didn't abide by those rules from the beginning, she can do whatever she wants from now on.

Rong Yi knew that her embroidery skills were pretty good and she had always been highly praised. In the past, most of her handkerchiefs were embroidered by herself. In this case, she wanted to carry forward this advantage.

Waiting is waiting. If not, start preparing your own wedding clothes. When he comes back, you can marry him.

She had been silent for a long time, which attracted the attention of Changqing and Changle.

"What are you thinking?"

Rong Yi came back to her senses, smiled brightly, reached out to tuck the broken hair behind her ears, showing a hint of blush, she said, "I was thinking, it's time to prepare my wedding dress."

"what?"

Rong Yi looked at the two of them, her eyes showing softness and determination, and said, "We will get married when he comes back. There is no deadline, but it will take some time to prepare the wedding dress, so I will start preparing."

Changqing looked at her belly, hesitated, and said, "You are pregnant now, so it is difficult for you to do needlework."

Rong Yi smiled and said, "Yes, because of this, it has to be earlier. I'm afraid I won't be able to get a few injections every day, so let's start preparations early."

Chang Le said: "Just make a hijab. If you want to make a wedding dress, it will be very tiring." Rong Yi looked at the red dress on Chang Qing's lap. The color was bright and eye-catching. She curled her lips. Jiao said: "How tiring can it be to prepare a wedding dress for your own marriage? I feel that this has a different meaning. The wedding dress I sewed with my own hands will make our future life sweeter and happier."

Then he looked at Changle and said, "Think about it, you will marry the person you like in the future, wearing a wedding dress sewn by yourself, wouldn't you be happy?"

Chang Le was slightly stunned. A face flashed in her mind. She blushed slightly. Thinking of that possibility, she suddenly felt that what her sister said was very reasonable.

The wedding dress is worn only once in a lifetime, and every stitch and thread is filled with happiness and sweetness, as well as expectations and blessings for the future.

It would be even more meaningful if you could make it stitch by stitch.

After saying this, she became interested.

Chang Le muttered, glanced at Rong Yi and said, "Take me then, I can't sit alone."

"you?"

Changle touched his nose in embarrassment and explained to himself: "I'll practice my hands first. When the time comes, I won't be unable to use it."

Hearing this, Rong Yi and Chang Qing looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding not to expose her lies.

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It was said that she was going to make a wedding dress, but in fact it took several days before Rong Yi officially started working on herself, and she also encountered opposition from many people.

Those who objected all said that it was difficult for her to do needlework because she was pregnant, but Rongyi persisted, and the others had no reason to object. The second thing was unexpected.Chang Le, who rarely saw anyone on weekdays, now obediently started to learn needlework in the house.

Chang Le, who was serious about studying, was different from her usual self. She was [-]% serious about it and studied it wholeheartedly. She rarely asked questions, but every time she asked, she would ask Rong Yi to put down what she was holding and talk to her for a long time. .

At the end of the morning, Rong Yi Zheng'er didn't do much by herself. Most of the time she went to give lectures to Changle, and the effect in Changle was also very little. She broke several handkerchiefs. Although she was a little regretful, she always I said it as a joke, but it was just a try, and I didn’t start seriously.

At first he saw that she was very energetic, but Rong Yi didn't have the heart to interrupt her, so he saw her struggling to control every stitch. Later, Rong Yi went to take a nap, and when he came back to see her, she was already feeling better, at least. Those threads are no longer on the surface.

Rong Yi had had enough sleep, but she felt that she was tired all morning and might not be able to bear it, so she asked her to rest too.

Changle did feel tired. Normally, he would not feel tired after running outside for a whole day, but would be full of energy. But now, after just doing needlework all morning, his whole body was sore and he couldn't sit still.

She put down her needlework and gave herself a reason to rest at ease, and then said: "We'll have lunch later, let's just take a lunch break."

Lunch was also served at Rong Yi's place.

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(End of this chapter)