Rebirth of the first daughter of revenge is too black

Chapter 158 Blind date meeting 5
Xia Chiwan turned around with two maids, and a figure in black flew over the Xiangfu, grabbing Xia Chiwan's Kongming lantern.

The man in black quickly took out the note from the Kongming Lantern, and a silver note of one or two hundred was attached.

After taking out the things, the man in black let go of the Kongming lantern.

A gust of wind blows, and the Kongming Lantern flies away.

Either it burned out halfway, or the material inside burned out and fell.

"Miss, what kind of clothes do you want to wear when you go to the Hundred Flowers Poetry Festival?"

Shi Xin looked at Xia Chiwan in embarrassment, the piece of cloth from before was of course absolutely unusable.

It's just that, since it's the Hundred Flowers Poetry Award invited by Princess Jing, she has to wear beautiful new clothes anyway.

However, time is a little tight.

It is not easy to find good cloth to make clothes now.

After all, Princess Jing didn't just invite the ladies from their family, the young lady next to her thought of ways to make beautiful clothes, so that she could show her style on that day.

Just after falling asleep, someone brought Xia Chiwan a pillow.

"Miss, there is a servant outside the door who wants to see the young lady, saying that she is sending the young lady some food for her master."

There will be a boy to report immediately.

"How did you know whose maidservant it was?"

Shi Xin asked aloud.

"Miss Hui, the servant girl only reported the word 'seven'."

Although the servant didn't understand what it meant, he just honestly passed on the servant girl's words to his own lady.

After all, the boy took the benefits of the servant girl and got a tael of silver.

"Let her in."

After saying the word "seven", Xia Chiwan guessed that this maid must be from the Seventh Prince's family.

The servant girl was pretty, and she knew the rules very well. She lowered her head, her beautiful almond eyes never glanced at her, and she walked in a more orderly manner, neither frivolous nor vulgar.

The servant girl said a blessing to Xia Chiwan.

"Master has confessed, these foods are good, I hope Miss Xia likes them."

The servant girl had just finished speaking, and a servant behind him lifted the cloth, and there were indeed several food boxes.It's just that under the food box, there is a batch of gorgeous cloth.

Xia Chiwan smiled, the Seventh Prince really has a cooperative attitude.

Last time she provided two people, Song Yunjie and Huo Yuanxiu, no, when it came to the Hundred Flowers Poetry Awards, the Seventh Prince was afraid that she would make a fool of herself, so he specially sent the treasure here.

Xia Chiwan stepped forward to take a look, and found that it was a rare soft smoke.

Soft smoke is extremely rare in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and the number of tributes to the court every year will not exceed ten horses.

In his previous life, Bu Zhanfeng made great achievements and became a prince with a different surname. The prince's house was really lucky to get a horse of soft smoke.

Of course, this horse of soft smoke was not worn by her main concubine in the end, but was taken by Xia Furong's side concubine.

When Xia Chiwan touched it, it was really soft and comfortable.

However, the soft smoke is as thin as cicada wings and looks like white smoke from a distance, hence the name.

Therefore, if Ruan Yanluo is well dressed, it will add points to the woman's clothing. If it is not well dressed, it will only end up being called a frivolous and frivolous one.

"Wait for me to thank your master."

No matter what, Xia Chiwan would like to thank Zhou Xuanchu for the Seventh Prince to think about her at this time and send this soft smoke.

What's more, Xia Chiwan had just planned the clothes to wear for the Baihua Poetry Show, but it happened that he had to use this soft smoke.

Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed, the Seventh Prince was really interesting, could it be that the Seventh Prince knew what she would wear for the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation?
(End of this chapter)