Chapter 279 Annual Ceremony

"Why isn't Your Highness coming?" Mu Xiyao fiddled with the needlework bamboo basket, stroked the navy blue sachet in her hand, and took a few strands of colored thread to compare with each other, no matter how she looked at it, she was not very satisfied.

The stitches are clumsy, and the matching should always be outstanding. Needless to say, the embroidery worker, she never learned that stuff at all. It's better to add some high-quality spices and work harder on the "inside show", so that it is serious to hide the ugliness.

As for the sachet, the fragrance is the key point, and the sachet is just a skin, a superficial thing, just pass the eye.

Carrying the sachet and looking around, the navy blue background color should suit the Sixth Highness's liking. But I don't know which colored thread he likes...

"Master, it's only been less than a quarter of an hour, and you've asked me no less than three times. It's still early, Your Highness said, and you won't be back home until you. Or, you can think carefully and embroider a pattern for this purse Son, or cut the shape to be more pleasing? The servant girl thinks that peach shape or gourd shape can also be used.”

These two styles are the simplest, so if the master messes with them a few times, he should be able to get started, right? Mo Lan looked at the kit in the master's hand, really worried.

This morning the master smiled and was in a very good mood. He happily sent His Highness out, and when he got back to the house, he clamored to sew a sachet for His Highness to wear when he went out.

It's rare. Being able to voluntarily jump out of the master's mouth to be a female celebrity, several maidservants quickly took the needlework pattern, and took the thimble. The table was also covered with brocade cloth, and even a few pre-made webbings were prepared.

Seeing the master's patience, the group of people spent more than half an hour picking and choosing, thinking that this time they made up their minds to make a more delicate object. It wasn't until the real action was taken that I once again saw the master's unbearable accomplishments in female celebrities.

It's a sachet, well, it's slit on three sides, and it's square. Except for the dark pattern printed on the fabric itself, there is nothing else on the surface, so clean that it looks shabby. Even the colored thread that the master had just chosen for a long time was to be used as a tie later. As for the embroidery, tassels, and pouch styles, there are no shadows at all.

If such a "concise and elegant" kit is given to His Highness... how can that master wear it.

"Forget it, I've been doing this for a long time, and I'm so tired." Mu Xiyao waved her small hand, and put the sachet impatiently, "It's too bad for my eyes to keep looking at the wires like this."

The little maid in the room buried her head, tidied up her hands and feet lightly, and quietly left the room.

Master Yao really did it, but he sewed up the opening in two or three times, and even made a wrong stitch once...

"So much attention, no matter how well done, but it will be replaced in three or two days, what's the point, it's just a thing for the occasion." Seeing Mo Lan sighing, shaking her head as if disapproving, Mu Xiyao Nene to save face. There is no good plan on a whim. I couldn't bear my temper, so I naturally gave up halfway.

Looking at Mo Lan's appearance now, she seems very disappointed. If her boss is changed... Mu Xiyao frowned.

There's no reason to be busy for a while, and you can't ask for good things. Why don't we give it another chance?

Before you time, Zong Zhenglin returned home a little earlier. As soon as she stepped into the main courtyard, she saw Mu Xiyao already waiting under the eaves of the corridor with her eyebrows curved. Twisting Xiaoman's waist, he welcomed him into the room very graciously.

"Your Highness," the little body twisted to sit beside him, with her palms on her knees, her calves dangling, her delicate face was tender and lovely. "My concubine prepared a New Year's gift for you. Are you surprised or not?" Her beautiful eyes were wide open, her eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes were black and bright, just like the kitten he raised before.

Zong Zhenglin leaned comfortably on the brocade couch, and squinted at her, his small appearance was extremely painful. He touched her head conveniently, stroked the top of her hair, and raised her eyebrows in satisfaction.

"A gift for this hall? This is unusual. Jiaojiao made it?" Could it be that she cut the potted plant again? His Highness Six's study room is already in a strange shape, and there are no less than two hands of all kinds of potted plants. It is said that they are given to him to enjoy, but it is because this woman is tired of looking at them, and she likes the new and dislikes the old and is reluctant to throw them away. Stuck in his study all the time, making him laugh more than once, even Fifth Dynasty and the others were always amused.

"My concubine made it myself." Mu Xiyao puffed her cheeks and looked at him with her head tilted for a while, "Your Highness, why didn't you have any surprises?" The little mouth was pouted, and the boss was not happy. "I thought you would be happy."

Yo, is this wronged? She was so squeamish that her reaction didn't suit her wishes, and she could lose her temper at others.

Zong Zhenglin laughed and coaxed her into his arms, patted her fleshy little butt, and continued to say good things to make her happy. "Why is there no surprise? Our hall is looking forward to seeing what kind of new products Jiaojiao has cut this time." It was just that he didn't feel distressed at all. The rare flowers and plants destroyed in Mu Xiyao's hands are innumerable.

"Your Highness! The concubine is also the daughter of a family, and today I'll give you something new." The boss looked down on others, so he couldn't think that she was only good at housekeeping, and everyone else was ignorant.

"If you think it's good, you have to praise the concubine." Beckoning Mo Lan to hand over the wooden box, Deser pushed it to Zong Zhenglin. Zong Zhenglin couldn't find it funny to see the dog legs.

Urged by her to open the wooden box, there was something lying quietly inside, Zong Zhenglin narrowed his eyes and looked it over carefully, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and took it out.

He sniffed lightly at the tip of his nose, and it really smelled of Angelica dahurica and Su Hexiang. He was thinking that the purse in his hand was more embarrassing than the potted plant, but when he turned it over, he saw a corner of autumn-colored satin faintly pressed under the tie at the cuff, which looked much brighter against the overall navy blue.

The man's slender fingers deftly untied the tie, which made Mu Xiyao envious. Boss is tall and has beautiful hands. Much prouder than her short figure.

It turns out that brocades are stacked to win. Zong Zhenglin was stunned. Glancing at the expectant little woman, a smile gradually appeared in her eyes.

Fang Sheng, a woman's token of affection. No wonder she mentioned the "daughter of aristocratic family" before, but she hid the girl's thoughts.

"Jiaojiao is paying attention." His Highness Sixth Prince leaned over and kissed her on the cheek with soft brows. Carefully unfold Fang Sheng, right in the middle of the hairpin flower in lower script, with only one word delicate.

"'Silk'?" Zong Zhenglin closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he looked happy. He leaned close to the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and suddenly sucked Mu Xiyao's earlobe in his mouth, and kissed gently, making her coquettishly dodge.

The man laughed, obviously feeling extremely happy in his heart. "Jiaojiao, this 'silk', but it understands the other's 'thinking'? I gave Fang Sheng the brocade and satin of the main hall, but it is said that I think about it horizontally and vertically" with this hall? Such a concern, so this hall is very pleasantly surprised. "

Mu Xiyao achieved her goal of ingratiating and flattering her, she immediately smiled, Jiao Didi leaned against his chest, her little face was flushed and seductive.

Poking His Highness Sixth Highness's chest, Mu Xiyao's eyes sparkled, and she raised her head arrogantly.

"Your Highness, this concubine knows that you must be very happy to receive my concubine's gift back. How can you not understand this concubine's hard work?" With a slap, she beamed and kissed him on the chin, and Mu Yaonv felt that the hard work was not in vain. When I ask for help later, I can also open my mouth smoothly.

After stroking her head, Zong Zhenglin seemed relieved, full of emotion.

"Thanks to Jiaojiao's heart and exquisite heart. It was originally given to Fang Sheng and this hall, and this thing is very useful. When I saw the purse at first, I mistakenly thought it was a gift from Jiaojiao, so my hall didn't know how to speak."

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