She quickly stopped her thoughts, no, how could it be possible.

That is the fifth master of the Xiang family! Although he had had close contact with someone, it was impossible, impossible. If there was a case, no news would have been spread.

Even though Miao Jianniang comforted herself like this, she was still careful when tailoring her for Miss Seven, not looking sideways, for fear of seeing some secrets, which made the other party feel sensitive and angry because of some things.

Walking in the back house of Shenfu, the most difficult thing to serve is not the mistresses and the ladies who are born in the family, but those who are flawed but favored.

This person... is afraid that he will be "legitimate" and is favored by all: "Miss Seven, okay, Sister Cai, take the fabric up for Miss Seven to see."

Xiang Xinci just glanced at it and shook the fan in his hand, throwing it away with disgust: "You brought these fabrics?" What are they all? The patterns are old and the texture is rough. Can you wear them out to see people?

Miao Jianniang was shaken by the pink light, and suddenly she felt lucky and hurriedly said: "Of course not, Sister Cai, go and bring the materials from the Nanmu box."

Sister Cai was shocked, Nanmu box, that's - "Yes."

The nanmu box is a first-class box, which contains materials with silk, silk, cotton spinning, color dyeing, and embroidery skills. It is not a tribute, fine product, and rare treasures are not included in the nanmu red box.

In a moment, the brocades were put up one by one.

Xiang Xinci took steps that seemed to be ungrounded, shook the pomegranate fan in his hand, and the blue collar flower combined with the ribbon at his waist. The demonic aura that was moving forward was exuding a fairy posture that was extremely clear and spiritual.

Miao Jianniang hurriedly threw away the familiar figure in her mind: No, no, don’t think too much, unless you don’t want to get stuck.

The white fingers of scallion slid across the silky fabric, and they were not compared at all.

Xiang Xinci stopped, barely having a few rolls of silk and silk embroidery patterns, and she was quite satisfied: "Just make these few, each of them will be made into seven colors to see."

Seven colors?!Not: "Seven colors per model?"

Xiang Xinci turned around, why: "Is there less?"

"No, no." Three models, each with seven colors, twenty-one ones? Miss Cai carefully looked at the woman in the lead.

Miao Jianniang has never seen clothes like this, but: "Miss Seven, half of this summer has passed. A skirt worth more than twenty or two may not look good as the one on the lady..." More than twenty or twenty pieces, nearly five hundred taels, five hundred taels, she absolutely has no intention of looking down on people, that is...

Xiang Xinci nodded in agreement: "I don't think you can do anything I like, so I'll do a few things together, so I won't be able to get the last one."

Upon hearing this, Miao Jianniang took a deep breath: "Miss Seven said, right."

Miao Jianniang came out of Weiruiyuan and vomited out the breath he was holding. Who can’t make clothes? Mrs. Xiang Hou didn’t make clothes like this.

"Fang Niang——"

"I'm fine." What could happen? Miao Jianniang felt even more calm when she thought of Du Zhonghu. She had to be more cautious. Although Du Zhonghu's death may not be related to the inner husband's methods, she was careful not to make a big mistake: "Don't talk too much, be careful to serve."

"yes."

...

Five hundred taels are not a small number.

The fifth lady had just woken up and finished washing up. She asked someone to call her baby daughter over and tease her, who had grown up and was quite successful, and talked about gossip about how to manage her servants.

I felt so comfortable that I asked the tailor to come in, and wanted to make two beautiful clothes for my daughter: "It will be the sacred party between you sisters soon, so I'll have a lot of walks."

"Mom, I'm just when I'm growing up, and I'm wearing enough clothes. I'd better make a few more pieces." Xiang Xinmin spoke in a gentle voice. Although she was not very outstanding in appearance, she sat there and saw that her elders liked the well-behaved, sensible, gentle and generous appearance.

She is twelve years old and has grown up with the old lady since childhood. Although she is young, she is handsome and has a proper manner in dealing with people. She is very organized and has a lot of weight among her sisters.

The mother and daughter were talking, but the tailor-made lady had not come in yet, the accountant came in first, and informed the fifth lady that almost got sick.

"Five hundred taels!" The fifth lady almost had a dizziness! There are custom-made items in the public middle school, and the excess was that each room was privately released. What clothes did the mother and daughter make? They made for her! "Why didn't she rob it!"

"lady--"

Xiang Xinmin also hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Mom, don't be angry first."

The fifth lady covered her chest: "How can I not be angry? Have I treated her badly for so many years or why?"

Xiang Xinmin was devoted to her: "Sister doesn't mean that. As my sister grows older, it's okay to make a few more clothes."

That's a few more pieces! "Five hundred taels! When I was as big as her, sixty taels were a big amount! Call her over for me! Call her over! I won't be a family anymore, I'll be a good one for him!"

Aunt Jing is about to move.

Xiang Xinmin looked at her, calmly stepped forward, poured her mother a cup of tea first: "Mom, calm down, isn't this home just like a home under your control? Who wouldn't you bother?"

Aunt Jing nodded quickly: "Miss Jiu is right, but the wife is lucky. Miss Jiu is so sensible."

Xiang Xinmin shook the tea in her hand and looked down on this old slave. Both she and the seventh sister were the daughters of their mothers, and they were all part of the fifth wife. They all prospered and lost. "Mom, my sister is old, I think about my sister's difficulties more, so don't always act on my own. First of all, I should teach you what I teach you."

"Miss, you have wronged Madam. Our lady is so heartless to Miss Seven. She is not at all! Just say that it was the last time that Madam suffered so much grievance, but she didn't say a ill-mouthed Madam. Miss Seven is like this. Even if Madam is concerned about teaching, she may not understand Madam's kindness!"

The fifth lady was about to nod.

Xiang Xinmin suddenly stopped blowing tea and looked at Jing Gu.

Aunt Jing immediately lowered her head.

Xiang Xinmin slowly blew the tea cold, put it into his mother's hand, and stood up generously: "If mom can trust me, let me go and see my sister."

Upon hearing this, the fifth lady immediately put down the teacup with distress: "What are you going to do? I will suffer another grievance! Don't worry, I will see these five hundred taels without my consent, who dares to give it to her!"

"Mom..." Why bother? In the end, the two of them were in a stalemate. Grandmother knew that she would blame her mother for not being able to manage the house, let alone let her father know, and they would get angry again: "Mom is angry again. I am usually reluctant to let us suffer the most. My sister and I are your children, and we have to rely on our mother to protect us more. Don't be angry, mother, laugh one, just laugh one,"

The fifth lady looked at her daughter acting cute, and she had to smile even if she didn't smile. Her daughter was so nice and sensible. I wonder where to compare the uneasy person? "Your sister is ignorant, so I feel wronged."

...

Xiang Xinci felt unhappy after being woken up! She still let people sleep!

Aunt Qin hid far away with quick eyes and hands. When Miss Qi was so angry that she stopped smashing things, she carefully went over to serve: "Ancestor, put on her clothes first."

"No!" Xiang Xinci shook her clothes aside, with long black hair spread out, her pink toes directly stepped on the floor, wearing only a piece of green gauze, and walked out like a furry hedgehog angrily: "Xiang Xinmin, you can't even send it away, what else can I do if I want you!"

Aunt Qin quickly picked up the clothes and chased after them. She tried to put them on the lady several times but failed. She also found a way, but Miss Jiu was so kind that she didn't leave. What could she say?

She also said that the lady was resting, but Miss Jiu looked like she had to wait until the end of the world.

"She said let her wait!" Is she still afraid of people waiting! Why is the corridor of the broken attic so long and there are so many stairs! Xiang Xinci walked for a short while and sat directly on the chair in the corridor and stopped walking: "Let her come up!"

"Ah! This..."

"Come on, let's wait." As he said that, he was about to turn around and walk back.
Chapter completed!