The quiet life of a princess

Chapter 535 The Rare Beasts in the Palace (1)

Liu Yiting had already closed her eyes at this time, her back was facing Xia Moxi, as if she had just woken up from a dream, she asked in a daze, "Who?"

The moon suddenly hid in the clouds.

A thin cold mist floated up at night, making the people in the house feel a little chilly.

The only bright window in Qinyan Palace was suddenly pitch black.

When the candle was burned out, a wisp of green smoke rose up and drifted into the air.

in the dark.

Liu Yiting heard Xia Moxi utter three words ruthlessly——

"Xia Chenxi."

As if a burst of cold air swept over her, she shook herself up, pulled up the thin quilt, and buried her head in the quilt.

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Since Liu Yiting successfully designed a set of sharp Tianhun brother costumes last time in order to avoid Qiaoer's pursuit, she seems to have discovered that she has a talent for designers.

With her careful design and Lan Rong's full cooperation, Lan Rong, who was easy to be ignored by others, now finds Lan Rong's existence very difficult even for top experts.In fact, he was always by Liu Yiting's side, but you couldn't find him at all, so only Xia Moxi kept watching to know where Lan Rong was.

Of course, all this is thanks to the several tailors and the high-quality fabrics provided by Xia Moxi. Without these, with Liu Yiting's clumsy needlework skills, Lan Rong might become the focus of everyone.

Lan Rong's success prompted Liu Yiting to put all her thoughts into the design, and everyone admired her perseverance.As a result, no one was spared.Of course, there was one other person who escaped disaster in the name of a sponsor, and that was Xia Moxi.

Xia Mengyao gave Xia Chenxi three days, and now it is the second day.

Royal Garden.

The breeze blows over the green lawn.

Weeping willows sway gently by the lake.

The voice of the fortune teller suddenly sounded in the empty imperial garden, "I am a big man dressed like this, and I will be laughed at when I go out."

Rare and exotic flowers, in various poses and with different expressions, compete for splendor.

There are only busy bees collecting honey and graceful butterflies dancing around.

"Shhh! Shut up, what if someone overhears you?" It was Liu Yiting's voice, "Look at Lan Rong, who has no complaints and is conscientiously playing what he should be playing."

(End of this chapter)