Butler Zheng quickly directed his servants to put the supper in place and asked the prince for a meal.

With a slightly lowered look, he saw the dress picture of the prince's paintings, and his heart was shocked, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Their princes have always written about the way of governing the country, painted the great cause of the world, and taught the sutras and essays, and they are not stained with the secular world. They are righteous and straightforward. How can they do these...

Xiang Zhuyuan was unresolved, and all his mind was on the paintings in his pen. After drawing the last stroke, he immediately changed the blue mark and carefully standardized all the materials in every detail.

A horizontal line is drawn at the neckline, marked as Dongzhu; the press line at the hem of the skirt is marked as a gold line; at the chest, Xiang Zhuyuan felt that the dot green is too old and not flexible enough, and she likes red, so it is more appropriate to use garnet; she is most particular about sleeve tile, but no matter whether the deposit is deposited, it is too tacky.

Xiang Zhuyuan remembered a batch of materials he received some time ago. The yarn was soft and drape, and it had a good drape. If you light the glass and gold leaves, it would be even more shining.

Just as she was about to start writing, Xiang Zhuyuan felt that it was inappropriate. Jin Ye and Liuli would increase the weight of the sleeve gauze? She had little arms and legs, but she couldn't help laughing. She had suddenly hung upside down from the beam of the room, which was so scared that the little girl who had tied her hair for him screamed on the spot. She was so scared that she could still roll down along the curtain. She was so neat that she couldn't dance.

Xiang Zhuyuan labeled the golden leaves and expanded the picture to take a look. Such a sleeve yarn should be very beautiful when dancing, especially with her, she must be extraordinary. Xiang Zhuyuan thought of her dancing appearance, and she couldn't help but smile overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and she held the pen again to light a stone for the sleeve yarn.

Butler Zheng was frightened by this laughter and instantly made up his mind that the old lady must know about Miss Seven.

After Xiang Zhuyuan finished writing the last stroke, he looked at it carefully and thought about the difference between the finished product and the original picture in his mind. Finally, he thought about it and added two pink gems to the cuffs. The figures instantly became three-dimensional, which increased the level of the entire dance skirt's radiance.

Xiang Zhuyuan closed the pen with a little satisfaction, looked at it again, couldn't help frowning, and then let go, and couldn't help but sigh, it was too luxurious.

But there is any way, her eyes are poisonous, not expensive, and not good-looking, and probably won't even catch sight. This is the reason why the old lady was too lazy to even bother with the Golden Hair: "Take it to the Yige Pavilion and let them do it as soon as possible." I felt wronged that these stones were covered with dust and gave it to the girl who couldn't appreciate it! "Hurry." I'll delay it for a few more days and I don't know what evil aura will come out!

Xiang Zhuyuan was unhappy and angry. Uncle Wu was too spoiled for her on weekdays, so he still had to take care of what he should be disciplined in the future! Looking at his temper, he has been making trouble for him.

...

Riyitang Outer Courtyard.

The warehouse manager who got the cost was laughing so hard that you understand, I understand, and everyone knew, so he pulled Butler Zheng aside: "Old Zheng, you need a bucket of Dongzhu?" There were so many five dou.

Butler Zheng also knew that the old lady's standard court uniforms did not have five dou of Dongzhu! What's more, the prince will be married next year, and these things are kept for the prince's wife to buy clothes, and the last time the glass hairpin is also-

Butler Zheng didn't want to mention: "If we let us go out of the warehouse, why do you want to do so much?"

"Old man, this is a good thing! Why are you anxious?" Then he smiled even more gloomy: "Our future prince's wife is really blessed."

What does this have to do with the prince's wife? Mrs. Zheng was so confused that he had no time to talk to him about these things. Could it be that he told him that it was not for the future prince's wife, and for the little transparent person in the fifth room, who would believe it? "Ship the goods quickly, the prince is waiting to use it!"

"Okay."

In Weirui Courtyard.

The exquisite dance steps danced and leaped in a soothing rhythm as the piano sounded. The ten-meter-long silk on the sleeve seemed to be part of her body, flying up and down with the master's dancing, spinning and surging. The silk body covered with silver lines was like a long river in the flow, sometimes slowly and sometimes rushing, speed arising from the heart, and it was so beautiful.

Aunt Qin smiled and kind and proud.

Little Joule's eyes were full of admiration, but how could she think Miss Seven's dance was smoother and more beautiful than before? As expected, their Miss was the most powerful.

The music gradually ended, the dance steps slowly stopped, and the loving face of Xiang Xinci jumped out of the rolling river, like a lotus coming out of the water, and a proud lotus coming out of the peak, and the next moment it could transform into shape and fly into the sky and into the earth.

Aunt Qin immediately stepped forward and handed over the towel.

Joule hurriedly rushed forward to serve.

Xiang Xinci walked to the side, raised his feet casually and placed them on the pressing rod. As soon as his hands pressed on the muscles, Aunt Qin had already done it for him.

Jiao Ying walked over with Qin in her arms, feeling a little unconfident. She just played the wrong syllable: "Miss."

Xiang Xinci looked at her, took the piano, put it flat, pressed her fingers on the strings. The song "Out and Fall" just now was even more refreshing, and it sounded in the dance room with a pleasant sound, as if even the heat outside the window had been reduced by a point: "You are not familiar enough in the second half of the verse. It is good to have such a result. Next time, you don't have to stick to the techniques and use skills that you can't use, just bypass it with speed."

"Miss Xie's advice is that he is a foolish servant, and he is not as good as Sister Joule."

"You are not wrong with saying this, you are just as talented as a piano skill."

"Miss--"

Aunt Qin glared at the girls: "Why are you stamping your feet? The lady is wrong! And what are you proud of! Don't think that it's great if the lady praises you."

Joule curled her lips. She was not proud of her. She was just happy. Miss glad to praise her.

Xiang Xinci didn't pay attention to their actions. Looking at the piano in her hands, her thoughts still swayed. There were many pianos in this dance room, either sent by her father or by Xiang Zhuyuan, most of which had a certain source.

It was just something ruthless, but people used it to express their emotions, which made the wood and strings look a bit precious.

Xiang Xinci gave Qin Huai to Jiao Ying: "Practice more, playing the piano is nothing more than listening to it sincerely, playing casually, and changing with no confusion. It is a good song."

"Yes, Miss, Jiao Ying will definitely work hard."

"Aunt Qin, what I asked you to prepare is ready?"

Aunt Qin immediately bowed and said, "Go back to Miss, OK."

Xiang Xinci retracted his legs and walked outward: "Let's go and repay the second wife."

...

Xiang Xinci changed into the clothes she liked very much last year.

Like means wearing more and washing more. Although it won’t be washed until it is bleached, it doesn’t look fresh. Because I have grown taller, Aunt Qin has added a lace, which is both ‘old’ and unique, so it looks like that, right?

Joule looked at the lady's appearance and expressed doubts: "Miss, do you look good in this way?" He looked haggard and even more beautiful, okay?

Jiao Ying nodded, she was still cute, and she looked like she was holding it in her palm and couldn't see enough to keep watching.

Xiang Xinci glanced at the two of them, saying that he knew what he knew at a young age, and the word "pleasure" is very particular.

Xiang Xinci chose another bead flower from the dressing box. It was not conspicuous but it would not make people feel shabby. The seventh girl from the Duke's Mansion looked deliberate when wearing it.

Xiang Xinci was about to get up, and her eyes swept over the fan beside her. She remembered that she lacked a fan, so she picked it up and turned around and asked Aunt Qin: "Have the third brother entered the mansion?"

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