After wearing the book, the villain tyrant wants to spoil me

Chapter 45 Sew the Cloak by Hand
"Azhu, Azhu, how did you tie this knot? Why does Ben Gong always feel that the needle and thread are not right?"

"No, no, why is the peony flower embroidered into a ball?"

"Hiss, what is this that Bengong embroidered???"

——Don’t ask, it’s because needlework has its own unique ideas.

After a while, Mu An'an's bluffing and bewildered voice sounded again in the whole bedroom: "It's over, it's over, I forgot the size of your lord!"

Azhu silently held the sewing basket, looking at Mu Anan's flustered expression, she hesitated to speak.

Obviously in her memory, her mother's needlework was taught by the most outstanding embroiderer in Shengjing, why can't she even embroider flowers now?

Could it be that she remembered wrongly?

Azhu originally wanted to ask about this, but seeing his mother lying on the table in aggrieved state——

Mu An'an blinked, her moist eyes seemed to be shining with stars, she stared straight at A Zhu, her eyes were red and sobbing: "A Zhu, I just realized that I can't sew a cloak .”

Hearing this, Ah Zhu's heart instantly softened into a puddle of water.

As for the question that the empress can't do needlework, she immediately forgot about it. Azhu put the needlework basket in her arms beside her. She got up and walked quickly towards Mu An'an.

Glancing at the four-faced cloak on the table, no, or it was cut into a ball of weird fabric with the same four-faced flowers embroidered on it
Azhu pretended not to see it, and softly coaxed Mu Anan, "Your Majesty, don't be sad, Azhu will help you."

Mu An'an drooped his head, never felt so depressed like this time: "I thought I would send it to the king today, but it turned out"

As a result, I realized that I was Zhan Wuscum as soon as I got started. Not to mention my uncoordinated fingers, I could even embroider flowers to pieces.

After two full days of sewing, I couldn't even make the prototype of the cloak.

To make matters worse, she even forgot to measure the tyrant! ! ! !
Who gave her the courage to say that she could sew a beautiful cloak in two days and give it to the tyrant to please him.

"Azhu, do you know where there is a crash course in female celebrities for Ben Gong to learn?"

"What crash course? I have never heard of it before."

Hearing this, Ah Zhu looked at Mu An'an in embarrassment, and said sincerely: "It's just that sewing the cloak can't be completed in just two days, and the empress should go to the king to measure the size first."

Measure the size, what if she is kicked out by the tyrant again? ? ?
QAQ is too embarrassing!

Since the last time he angered the tyrant, Mu An'an had never seen him again, and Eunuch Min seemed to be deliberately or unintentionally blocking her, preventing her from knowing the tyrant's whereabouts and situation.
"Azhu, Junshang's usual robes are prepared by the embroiderer in the palace?"

There's no need for her to go to the tyrant, just go to the embroiderer in the palace to give her the ready-made size!

Obviously, Ah Zhu also understood what Mu An'an meant, but she had a little sister who was doing odd jobs with Xiu Niang. I learned from my father-in-law.

She said these one by one.

Mu An'an felt a chill in her heart. She lowered her eyes and looked at the unformed cloak on the table. It would be impossible for her to give up.

The tyrant needs to be coaxed, the cloak needs to be made, and the size needs to be measured.
Mu An'an slapped the table suddenly: "I've made a decision! Go find Junshang now!"

Azhu was startled: "."

She suddenly felt that there was an aura of death on the empress, what happened? ? ?

　Here comes~
　　Congratulations to the tyrant on the new book list~
　　Flowers, flowers~
　　Thank you for your recommendation tickets~
　　


(End of this chapter)