The Beloved Imperial Consort

"How can you still not come under the temple?" Mu Xiyao fiddled with needlework bamboo poles, stroked the navy blue sachet on his hand, and then took a few strands of color to compare each other.

The stitches are awkward and the combination should always be good. The embroider does not have to say that she didn’t learn anything at all. It is better to add some good spices, and to make more effort on the "inside show", it is serious to cover up the ugliness.

Sachet, the fragrance is the focus, the capsule is a skin, superficial, can be seen.

Taking advantage of the sachets around the sac, this navy blue background, it is the combination of the six highness of the temple. I don’t know what color line he likes...

"The master, this is less than half an hour, you have asked no more than three times. This time is still early, the highness of the temple said, when you return to the house. Or, you carefully ponder, give this pouch embroidered a pattern Child, or cut the shape to please, and the slaves feel that the peach or gourd is also good."

These two styles are the most simple, the master has a few times, can always get started? Molan took the sac of the master's hand and was really guilty.

This morning, the main child smiled and he was in a good mood. He sent his grandfather out of the house and went back to the house to sew a sachet and go out to the temple to wear it. It was a return to the New Year.

This is a rare thing. Can take the initiative to take out the female red from the mouth of the master, a few 丫鬟 quickly took the needle pattern, and took the thimble. The brocade cloth was also full of tables, and even a few good ones were prepared.

Everyone took advantage of the patience of the master, picking and picking up most of the time, thinking that this time is a determination to be a fine object. When it was really hands-on, I saw again that the master was not able to make a woman.

Said to be a sachet, okay, that is, three sides of the seam, square. In addition to the material itself, there are dark lines on the face, and there is no other thing on the side. Even the main party has chosen the color line for a long time, and it is also used for the later use. As for embroidery, tassels, purse style, it is not seen at all.

Such a "simple and generous" kit, if sent to His Royal Highness... how can the master wear it.

"But, I have been doing this for a long time, I am tired." Mu Xiyao put a small hand and impatiently put the sachet. "The old is so squatting, it is too eye-opening."

The little cockroach in the house buried his head, put it lightly, and quietly quit the house.

Yao’s master really started, but he sewed his mouth in three or two, and he took a wrong shot...

"So much attention, do it well, but changed it in three or two days. It has a meaning, but it is a good thing." Seeing Molan's face sighed, like disapproval, shook his head, Mu Xiyao Neane saved his face. For a moment of whim, there is no good calculation. I can't stand the temper, and naturally fall halfway.

It seems like a disappointment to see the appearance of Molan. If she changed her boss... Mu Xiyao licked her brow.

It didn't make sense to live for a while and couldn't help it. Why not add a color head?

When he was not there, Zong Zhenglin returned to the government a little earlier. When the foot entered the main courtyard, he saw Mu Xiyao's eyebrows bent and was waiting under the gallery. Twisted a small waist, very diligent to welcome him into the house.

"His Royal Highness," the small body twisted to sit beside him, palms on his knees, shaking his calves, and the face of the delicate figure was tender and tender. "Hey, I have prepared a wedding ceremony for you. Are you surprised and not surprised?" The beautiful woman, the eyelashes flicker, the eyes are black and bright, like the cat he used to raise.

Zong Zhenglin comfortably leaned on the Jin couch and gave her a squint. The small appearance was very painful. She went to her head and touched her head. She was satisfied with her eyebrows.

"Giving a gift to the temple? This is unusual. What do you do with Jiaojiao?" Could it be her potted plant? The six-story study room has been grotesque, and there are no more than two hands in all kinds of pots. It is said that it is given to him to enjoy the game, but this woman is tired of seeing herself, and she is reluctant to take it away. A brain plugged him into the study, and he was tricked into making fun of it. Even the fifth dynasty and other people were also interested.

"Since you are personally hand-made." Mu Xiyao screamed at the gang, and looked at him for a long while. "His Royal Highness, how come you have no surprises?" The little mouth was high and the boss was not happy. "I thought you would be happy."

Hey, is this aggrieved? This squeamy, the reaction did not meet her mind, but also can temper against people.

Zong Zhenglin laughed and held the man in his arms, patted her fleshy buttocks and continued to say good things to make her happy. "How come there is no surprise, this house is looking forward to seeing this, this time, Jiaojiao has cut what new products." He also said that he did not feel bad. Destroyed in the hands of Mu Xiyao, it is impossible to count.

"His Royal Highness! You are also a daughter of the family, and I will send you a fresh thing today." Boss adults look down on people, but they have not been able to look at the house for her.

"If you feel good, you have to praise two sentences." Beckoning to let Molan hand the wooden scorpion, and he pushed to Zong Zhenglin. The dog's legs look like Zong Zhenglin does not feel funny.

She was urged to pick up the raft, and there was a quietly lying inside. Zong Zhenglin looked at the phoenix eye and looked at it carefully. He hesitated for a moment and reached out.

Gently sniff at the tip of the nose, and surely with the smell of white scent and Su Hexiang. I was wondering why the purse on my hand was more difficult than the potted plant. When I turned my face, I saw the sling under the sash. I sneaked a corner of the autumn scented satin, which lined the whole navy blue, and it looked bright.

The man's slender fingers dexterously solved the ties, and he was envious of Mu Xiyao. Boss is tall and his hands are beautiful. She is too proud of her body.

It was originally a brocade stacking into a square. Zong Zhenglin is amazed. At first glance, the little woman who was looking forward to it, the blind man gradually smiled.

Fang Sheng, the woman's teaser. It is no wonder that she mentioned "the daughter of the family" before, but it is hiding the girl's mind.

"Jiaojiao is attentive." Liu Dian's eyebrows soft, leaning over her cheek and fell a kiss. Be careful to expand Fang Sheng, and the middle of the flower is small, and the show is only one word.

“‘丝丝’?” Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a moment, and when he blinked, he looked happy. Close to the tip of the nose, take a deep breath, and suddenly contain the Mu Xiyao earlobe, gently ****, attracted her to sneak.

The man laughed and saw that his heart was very happy. "Jiaojiao, this 'silk', but through the 'thinking'? Sended the temple brocade square wins, but said that with the temple 'cross also think, vertical also thinks'? This kind of hanging, so this temple is a surprise. ”

Mu Xiyao made a good dedication to achieve the goal, immediately revealed a smile, Jiao Dian leaned on his chest, his face was red and tempting.

Poke the six-south chest, Mu Xiyao scorpion crystal bright, proudly lifted his head.

"His Highness, you know, you have to return to the ceremony, it must be happy. You can not understand how to use this kind of heart." Hearing, joyful in his chin, admired the enchantment that this effort was not in vain. When you ask for someone later, you can also open your mouth.

Caressing her head, Zong Zhenglin seems to be relieved and emotional.

"Fortunately, I was so sweet and delicate. I used to send Fang Sheng and the temple. This thing is very useful. At first I saw the purse, I thought it was a gift from Jiaojiao, but I didn't know how to open it."

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