Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 423

Seeing Rong Xueyi standing there stupidly, Mo Yan pulled the clothes off the shelf and draped them halfway over his body, because the half-covered appearance had a seductive color, and she felt that she was about to have a nosebleed.

His eyes were slightly slanted, and he asked in a low voice, "Does it look good?"

The deep voice was very penetrating, and it shook Rong Xueyi a little bit awake. She swallowed, and finally regained some sense of reason, remembering the purpose of her coming to him today, so she said loudly: "My lord, look at it before. Let me go, and I have seen the prince tonight, and in the future, don't say anything responsible in front of me, and I don't need the prince to be responsible!"

She turned around and left.

Xia Yu hurriedly closed the door and did not dare to speak.

Mo Yan's eyes dimmed, and a cold voice reached Rong Xueyi's ears through the wall: "Rong Xueyi, you can only be this king's person in this life."

Without the visual impact, reason returned to Rong Xueyi's head, and her anger gathered again, she said loudly, "Moyan, you are too self-righteous, you don't know how to respect people at all! Scum like you, I I will never marry!"

She slammed out the door.

Mo Yan was also very angry. He was the favored son of heaven. He showed his love in front of her several times but was rejected several times.

After Rong Xueyi returned to Jianshui Pavilion, her anger subsided a little, she felt a little frustrated, and she said harsh words, she waited for Moyan to sweep her out of the Prince Xin's mansion.

She just waited for a few days, but she didn't wait for the news that Moyan would sweep her out of the house. She felt that it was not a matter of being in the palace, and it seemed that it was not a matter of being in the palace.

Her heart has always been so relaxed, and if he doesn't come to drive her away, she decides to rely on it to the end!
As for the cruel words she put down in front of Mo Yan that day, she felt a little regretful in her heart.

After she had calmed down a bit, Rong Xueyi was thinking again, wondering if there was any misunderstanding in what happened that day. She seemed to have gone a little too far when she said that she would not marry him.

But the words have already been said, and it seems that they can't be taken back, so she is a little melancholy.

Moyan didn't come to her as usual, and she couldn't find Moyan. For a while, the two fell into a cold war.

When Mo Yan first entered Beijing, he usually had a lot of things to do. Rong Xueyi started designing new clothes in full swing, intending to make another fortune a few years ago.

Jin Qiaoshou said that Mo Yan had invited Rong Xueyi to be a female celebrity at a high price, but it turned out to be the reconciliation object of Rong Xueyi.

Jin Qiaoshou has the most exquisite craftsmanship in the capital, perfectly showing the pattern drawn by Rong Xueyi.

The two painted one, and the other did it, and soon they made three sets of extremely delicate women's clothes.

After finishing the work, Jin Qiaoshou looked at the three sets of clothes and said with great satisfaction: "This is the most satisfying clothes I have been wearing for so many years!"

Rong Xueyi was also very satisfied: "Jin Qiaoshou is Jin Qiaoshou. The stitches of this dress are as flat as they were rolled with a sewing machine."

"What kind of machine is a sewing machine?" Jin Qiaoshou asked curiously.

Rong Xueyi knew that she was slipping, and couldn't explain it clearly in front of her. She only said in a low voice, "It's a machine for sewing clothes. By the way, let's discuss how to style the clothes and how to operate."

In the past few days, Jin Qiaoshou and Rong Xueyi have discussed these matters several times. During this process, Jin Qiaoshou has a deep understanding of Rong Xueyi's economic acumen. She smiled and said, "Just as the girl said yesterday, We take the high-quality line, and this style is so exquisite that once it is launched, it will definitely arouse the love of the ladies in Beijing."

(End of this chapter)