Qinghe started looking out since she had eaten.

Qingmei couldn't help it. Even if she was scolded, she had to ask, otherwise she would suffocate herself to death.

"Sister Qinghe, what are you looking at?"

"nothing."

I have read this cup of tea three times, but it still says nothing? Then what is called "what"?

What is Qinghe looking at?

After thinking for a long time, it was not until it was almost dark and Qinghe gave up and refused to look out the door. Qingmei slowly understood.

Is Qinghe in Panluo Shang Palace?

Luo Shang Palace has not come, which means that the emperor will not summon talented people today.

Qinghe never felt that time was so difficult to bear as she was now. She prayed all the Bodhisattvas and Gods she knew in her heart.

It doesn't matter if the emperor doesn't look for his talented people. As long as the emperor did not summon Chen Jieyu tonight, it would be fine. Now the robbery is a fight for the first place. If the talented people are summoned first, then you can first complain to the emperor and explain that Chen Jieyu was using power to suppress people at the flower appreciation meeting today. But if Chen Jieyu met the emperor first, she would definitely complain first. If she didn't say that she was using power to suppress people, she would turn around and say that the small talented people did not know the rank and inferiority of the emperor.

This kind of thing always requires the strongest move, and you will be controlled by others if you take a step slower pace.

Qinghe was so anxious that she wanted to go to Luo Shanggong and give Eunuch Zhou a generous gift to see if they could find a way to help Cairen meet the emperor.

But there is really no heavy gift in Yingxiang Pavilion.

Qinghe didn't sleep well in this night, and she was a little unconscious when she got up early to serve her.

Xie Ning slept very well at night, and she slept until dawn all night. When the morning breeze blew in the morning, she felt refreshed.

When she got up early to dress up, Qinghe was absent-minded. She first said that she wanted to tie a crabapple bun, which was to split her hair into several strands and tie it on her plate. Finally, the bun was like a blooming crabapple. But Qinghe combed her hair together and tied the ropes together. After she tied her hair, she came to her senses and quickly pleaded her repeatedly while spreading her hair.

Xie Ning didn't care about these things: "If you tie it up, just tie it up, then just combed it with a fallen bun."

Qinghe still insisted: "The weather is good today, so it's better to combed the crabapple bun."

At this time, the crabapple flowers have the meaning of wealth and auspiciousness, but the falling flowers are falling. These two words are despairing, and the hair bun cannot be combed.

Finally, I combed my bead bun. After combed my hair, I wore the bead hairpin given by the emperor. The pearlescent light was round and flowing like clouds and dark hair, making people unable to help staring at it.

After cleaning the yard and cleaning the house, Qinghe and Qingmei gathered together to do needlework. Xie Ning's needlework was not very good, so he sat on the side and watched them do it.

There was a skirt with a skirt with a little edge. Qinghe skillfully cut the broken thread on the hook, spread the part of the skirt flat, and used a tie to stretch the broken area to prepare for repair.

If Xie Ning did it herself, she wouldn't be able to do it. She had sewed her clothes by herself before, and the sewing was sewn, but the needle and thread seemed irregular. The part that was sewn was shaking open and looked at it, and it was very wrinkled and unnatural, and it could be seen at a glance that was different from the next place.

Qinghe's needle and thread in Yingxiang Pavilion is considered a top pick, Qingmei is far inferior to her. Xie Ning looked at it seriously. A thin needle was so clever and obedient in Qinghe's hand. The thread she used was exactly the same as the thread of the skirt. The broken mouth was gradually sewn, and only a vague mark was left at the corner of the skirt. If you look closely, you might see that it had been repaired here.

But who would stare at other people's skirts when they are fine? So it is perfect to make up this skirt like this, and Xie Ning is very satisfied.

"Embroidering a flower on it can cover it just right." Qinghe spread it flat and looked at it, but she was still not satisfied. Although the traces of the sewing were shallow, they could still be seen.

Although Talented people are open-minded and don’t mind this, and are not picky about wearing it. However, if they wear this skirt outside, the eyes of those outside are very vicious. Seeing Talent people wearing patched clothes, they might even laugh at them. Qinghe can even imagine their despicable and artificial tone.

Xie Ning couldn't resist her, so if you want to embroider, just embroider.

But she still has the right to decide what kind of flowers to embroider.

Qinghe took out the embroidered notebook and asked Xie Ning to choose.

The gap was not big, and there was no trace of repair. Xie Ning flipped through the notebook and wanted to find the most suitable trick. In the end, she chose not to flowers, but a green, bearded and winged cricket.

Also known as cricket.

Qinghe is not surprised. Other people's masters always try to dress themselves more beautifully and uniquely. If the skirt is not embroidered with a flower, they have to embroider a beautiful butterfly on it to match it.

The taste of her talented people is so strange. Qinghe used to try to persuade her, but she found that it was in vain, so she no longer wasted her efforts.

"Didn't there be a riding outfit in the clothes made by Qi Shanggong last time? It looks so good." Qingmei said: "I just don't know when people can wear them."

Xie Ning also thought that riding outfit was novel. She had never worn such clothes. She used to wear skirts, whether wide, narrow, thick, or thin, or skirts. But this is different. In order to facilitate riding, the riding outfit is pants underneath it.

Xie Ning secretly made up her mind that even if she didn't have the chance to go out to ride a horse, she had to put out the riding outfit and try it on and wear it. It would be great to have fun in her house.

Qinghe had done half of her work, and continued to do it after dinner, and finally embroidered the cricket. The light green silk thread was slightly darker than the skirt, and the cricket was embroidered vividly, and even the fine lines on the cricket's wings were not careless.

"It's so good to embroider." Xie Ning took the skirt over: "I'll try it."

She took off the one she had worn on her body and replaced it.

Not only was the skirt sewn intact, this cricket was also particularly interesting. When Xie Ning stepped forward, the skirt would naturally move. The cricket was in front and behind the corner of the skirt, appearing and disappearing. If you don’t look carefully, you will really think that it was a living cricket jumping around the feet.

After trying her skirt, she didn't take off her voice, Luo Shanggong's voice came from outside.

Qinghe suddenly stood up and quickly greeted her as if a ghost was chasing her from behind.

It’s really Luo Shanggong, it’s not that she heard it wrong.

Qinghe walked quickly when she came out. Now she finally saw Luo Shanggong, but she felt like she was disastrous, she lost all her strength and could not take a step.

Great, Luo Shang Palace is here.
Chapter completed!