The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

Rong Jing achieved his goal, hooked the corner of his mouth, lowered his hand, and said warmly: "Okay, go to sleep! Wake up and make clothes."

Yun Qingyue snorted and went to sleep.

The carriage walked towards the city gate, and Rong Feng outside the car listened to the conversation in the duo's car and smiled.

No words along the way, back to the city gate.

The people gathered at the city gate had long since dispersed. Only Brunei, the royal palace general, was waiting there with a eunuch. When Brunei saw Rongjing’s carriage back, he quickly and respectfully said: "Jing Shizi, the regent king told the slaves to wait for you here, saying that now the first emperor's funeral is over, and then it is time to prepare for the second emperor's funeral. Please return to the city Immediately enter the palace to discuss with him."

"Good!" Rong Jing said faintly.

"Feng Shizi, the regent please invite you to enter the palace and say that you haven't been up for a few days.

"Good!" Rong Feng nodded.

Brunei stopped talking, and after passing the letter, he got on the carriage and went to the palace.

Rong Jing instructed Xing Ge to go to Yun Wang Mansion to send Yun Qianyue, while Rong Feng returned to his house to change his clothes.

The carriage came to the entrance of Yunwang Mansion, Rong Jing woke Yun Qianyue, she opened her eyes, looked at Rong Jing confusedly, and then closed, Rong Jing looked at her funny, after a while, she could only turn her Hold the car and return to Qianyue Pavilion.

Although the news of Rong Jing’s and Yun Qiangyue’s love is not new, the people in the Yunwang Mansion have become accustomed to the two entering and leaving the same place, but they are still sent back to Qianyue Pavilion by Rong Jing holding Yun Qianyue privately. It's been a while.

After sending Yun Qianyue back to the room, Rong Jing came out of the room, got on the carriage, and went to the palace.

Yun Qianyue opened his eyes immediately after Rong Jing left, stretched his waist, got up and sat up.

"Miss? You... do not sleep anymore?" Ling Lian and Yi Xue looked at Yun Qingyue in surprise, where is there sleepiness?

"Do not sleep!" Yun Qianyue shook his head and told the two of them, "I will take out half of the clothes he has made for me, and also take out half of the sachets I made before. Finished them."

"Miss, you have been tired all night, this is not in a hurry." Ling Lian immediately objected.

"Yeah, I'm not in a hurry to give Jing Shizi." Yi Xue said quickly.

"Who said no hurry? He thought he was about to die in a hurry." Yun Qianyue shook his head with a smile, and waved to the two of them, "Both come out, I can bear such little things. Otherwise, if I sleep today, maybe Tomorrow night will be buried tomorrow, I will definitely go to give him spirits, there is no time to do."

The two looked at each other and saw that Yun Qingyue's spirit was not bad, and turned to get it.

Yun Qianyue took the clothes first and continued to sew the stitches that day. Rongjing's robe looks slightly more complicated than the jade book, and takes a long time, but fortunately Yun Qiangyue is already very skilled in the ancient needle threading, so it is extremely fast to make.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, a robe was made in the praise of Ling Lian and Yi Xue.

After lunch, she continued to embroider the sachet. After the sachet was returned to Beijing a few months ago, when Rong Jing and her temper were put on hold, she had been busy with various things. Jing said it was not finished. Now after a few months, redefining pins and connectors naturally takes a lot of effort.

The sachet is a double-sided embroidering method. On the one side, the mandarin duck is playing with the cross-necked mandarin duck, and on the one side is the pink peach blossom. It is naturally more difficult than making clothes. So this last half is much slower.

In the afternoon, Yu Qingqing came to Qianyue Pavilion and saw the sachet in Yun Qianyue's hands. She first carefully looked at the front and back sides of the sachet, and then looked at Yun Qianyue from head to toe before sitting. Sigh aside.

"What are you sighing for?" Yun Qianyue took a time to glance at her.

"Girls don't stay here!" Yu Qingqing was sad.

Yun Qianyue scolded her, "You're so embarrassed to say to me, weren't you like me at the time, too?

Yu Qingqing smiled dryly and said to Yun Qingyue: "Yue'er, would you teach you this double-sided embroidering method to the mother, okay? The mother has learned to make clothes all these years and has never embroidered Sachet."

"No!" Yun Qianyue shook her head.

"I will teach you how to make clothes!" Yu Qingqing stared.

"I don't teach anyone this, so Rong Jing should wear it alone. There is only Yunqianyue in the world. There is no semicolon." Yunqianyue proudly said.

"Your unconscionable girl, I am your mother and want to embroider a sachet for your father." Yu Qingqing pointed Yun Qianyue's head with her hand.

"That won't work either. Yun Family's ancestors, the husband first, and the father is behind." Yun Qianyue said.

"Are you ashamed? You haven't been married yet! Just call your husband?" Yu Qingqing was angry.

"Morning and evening will be my husband, driving right first." Yun Qianyue said in a shame.

Yu Qingqing stared at her, half-struck, defeated, and compromised: "If you don't teach this double-sided embroidery method, just teach me the ordinary embroidery method."

"Ling Lian, do you know how to embroider?" Yun Qianyue asked Ling Lian without looking up.

"Miss Hui, the slave maid will!" Ling Lian replied.

"Well, she gave it to you, you are responsible for teaching her." Yun Qingyue reached out and pushed Yu Qingqing, "You go to learn while you don't interfere with me."

Yu Qingqing stood up, dug Yun Qingyue, smiled and scolded: "Smelly girl!"

"Master go to my room!" Ling Lian laughed out of the room first.

Yu Qingqing nodded and followed.

The room was quiet, Yun Qianyue passed through the needle, ten fingers flowed through the clouds, and she was not idle.

At ten in the evening, the mandarin duck playing water sachet was finally completed by her. After the completion of her ten fingers were all wooden, she threw the sachet, fell on the soft couch, closed her eyes and muttered: "Xian The wife and the mother really did not do it."

The footsteps outside the courtyard are gentle and elegant, and it seems that they are stepping on a little, which is the consistent style of Rongjing.

Yun Qianyue couldn't lift his strength all over his body. He felt strenuous even at a glance. He felt that this kind of work was really done by human beings. He couldn't promise him next time, and he died in the end.

"Jing Shizi!" Please come to the outside of the courtyard to hear the sound of Ling Lian and Yi Xue.

Rong Jing yelled and walked gently into the room. He had just arrived at the door, and although it would be dark today, he still saw the sachet thrown on the soft couch at a glance. He paused a little, and looked away from Yun Qingyue. Seeing her lying on a soft couch like a prawn, no matter where she looked from, she seemed exhausted. His brow furrowed slightly, and he stepped in and walked in.

Coming to Yun Qianyue, Rong Jing reached out to pick up the sachet, carefully looked over the front and back sides of the sachet, and said with satisfaction: "Well, yes, I've missed it for several months, and you never let it go I am disappointed."

Yun Qianyue rolled his eyes. "Young Master Rong, you only have sachets in your eyes? Didn't you see a big living person dying?"

Rong Jing tied the sachet around his waist without lifting his head. "This is a lesson, tell you what to do as soon as possible. You will naturally get tired when you grind the gun. Next time you remember to do it earlier, or if you have a long stream of water, you won’t So tired."

Yun Qianyue stared at him, "You saw me tired like this, you shouldn't hold me in your arms, and I was very guilty, very gentle and very disappointed, saying you worked hard and knew I was not in a hurry to wait. Wait?"

Rong Jing looked up and looked at Yun Qianyue, "Is that still me?"

Yun Qingyue was completely discouraged, closed his eyes, unwilling to look at him, accused him: "Yong Rong, you should wear the peach-flowered side outside, now you are wearing cross-necked mandarin ducks outside, just for tomorrow It’s spread all over the world that you have a special hobby?"

"This is not afraid, it is time for everyone in the world to know that I am anxious to marry you." Rong Jing said slowly.

Yun Qianyue was completely speechless.

"What about clothes?" Rong Jing asked again.

Yun Qianyue said angrily: "Ling Lian was put in the cabinet, you can get it yourself!"

Rong Jing really turned around and walked to the cabinet, opened the closet, and the crescent-white robe was folded neatly on top. He reached out and took a look. Then he took off his robe and put on his new clothes slowly.

Yun Qianyue opened his eyes and looked at him, only to see that his movements were extremely gentle and casual, and the expression on her face was the same as before. She pouted and stared at him. Under my heart, people really depend on clothing, and Buddha rely on gold. Rong Jing was like jade Wushuang, elegant and elegant, but now she has a crescent-white robe, but she changed her style, and she seemed to have a layer of brilliance, shining brightly according to the sun and the moon. The picking flowers of the whole capital can't pounce on him? She immediately regretted making such clothes for him and immediately shouted, "Take it off, take it off!"

Rong Jing wore the last button, fastened the jade belt, and raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Invite the butterfly! Can't wear it." Yun Qianyue said.

"Do you let him take off when Prince Yu puts on?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows.

"How is it possible? He is not my family. It is better to attract bees to attract butterflies to harm women all over the world, but you are not the same. You are my family, and you must crack down on peach blossoms." Yun Qianyue grinned.

Rong Jing Wenyan suddenly smiled, Yu Rong blossomed, competing for the sun.

"Quick off!" Yun Qianyue urged with a stretched face.

Rong Jing walked to the mirror and glanced, Xu Yu, turned around, walked in front of Yun Qianyue, shook her head, and said warmly: "Yun Qianyue, it's not terrible to attract bees to attract butterflies. Those bees can't see and eat, Only you can see and eat by yourself, can you prove that you have the best skills, right?"

Yun Qianyue nodded and admitted, "This is!"

"So, not only do I have to wear it, I have to wear the clothes you made in the future." Rong Jing concluded.

"But it's still too good to attract butterflies, too good to peach blossoms!" Yun Qingyue stared at Rong Jing, weighing the pros and cons.