Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

So, in the end, she still couldn't escape the sad fate of having to embroider the wedding dress.

In the Duke's mansion, in the Fulan Pavilion, Master Mu couldn't help worrying about the embroidered shelf that was more than three feet wide and two feet long in front of him.

After my elder sister told her about embroidering the wedding dress that night, the mansion arranged for her the next day an embroiderer who would teach her to be popular.

But now that the past ten years have passed, not only did she fail to understand what kind of embroidery method those fancy stitches and trocars are, but she even ran away with no less than ten embroiderers!

——Up to the aunt from the embroidery workshop sent by the palace, down to the popular embroiderer that Aunt Ruan helped her hire at the Beijing Central Embroidery Building at a high price, any embroiderer who was invited to this Fulanxuan to teach her embroidery, there would be none One can sit upright for three hours!
Even, Nanny Li, who was once mad at her in the previous life, was mad at her again at one careless moment in this life.

Fortunately, her medical skills are good - the old lady is fine now, but she doesn't want to come to Fulanxuan to teach her again.

The little girl lowered her head in a tangled state, looked at the two golden threads that she had barely embroidered crookedly on the red satin, and pouted in grievance—what could she do?
It's not that she wants to give them some anger, she just simply can't learn how to be a female celebrity.

"It's outrageous, the prince is getting married, shouldn't the princess's dress be made by the Palace Fashion Bureau? Why did the work of embroidering the wedding dress fall to me!"

Master Mu held the small needle and muttered dissatisfiedly, Lingqin, who was helping her to arrange the embroidery thread, slowly turned and glanced at her: "Miss, the one you mentioned is when the grand ceremony of worshiping the ancestors and the heavens. , the Zhai clothes that the princess will wear."

"But according to our Qianping etiquette, the ancestor worship will not be held until one month after you and His Highness get married-so you still have to embroider the wedding dress that will be used on the wedding day."

After Lingqin finished speaking, she smiled and handed over the freshly smoothed red gold embroidery thread, and patted her young lady on the back comfortingly: "Okay, miss, look, in order to help you embroider your wedding dress, we girls all I've rushed back from the uncle's mansion—you should cheer up."

"I know it's etiquette, but it doesn't affect my ability to learn how to be a female celebrity or embroider a wedding gown." Mu Xici was blunt and assertive, "I can't learn it, even if I'm killed."

"Besides, it's not entirely my fault that I can't learn it—if it's to blame, the brocade brocade and embroidery needles aren't strong enough!"

"I just pulled it lightly, and the embroidery thread broke; I pulled it again, and the cloth surface split; those needles also shattered when I touched it, and broke when I pinched it. Is it my fault? It must not be my fault."

"Yes, yes, you always pull the embroidery thread with the posture of cutting off the heads of soldiers with swords on the Northwest battlefield. The embroidery thread and brocade are indeed not as strong as human necks." He couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes to the sky.

Master Mu, who felt guilty and guilty, pursed his lips, and quietly hid the embroidery needle that was "accidentally" broken by her again.

Conscience of heaven and earth, she really didn't use much energy!
Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, the little girl who quickly changed the needle stretched out her hand and touched her nose, and suddenly someone knocked on the door of Fulanxuan.

Hearing this, Lingqin hastily put down her embroidery thread and walked out of the study room, and after a short while, she hurriedly brought back a look of joy.

"Miss, His Highness is here—do you want to go out to meet him?" Lingqin asked, Mu Xici groaned and pointed to the embroidery frame in front of him: "Where do I have time to go out to see him? Let him come in." , it’s not like the left and right study rooms are full of visitors.”

"Here." Lingqin nodded, turned her head and smiled and stepped back to invite someone.

There was a sound of light footsteps outside the house in a short time, Mo Junli grabbed the door frame, and poked half of his head into the house in the blink of an eye: "A Ci, A Ci, can I really come in?"

"Come in, this is the study room."——she set up a separate study room, which is not on the same floor as her daily life, and is different from the boudoir.

"You don't have to be so formal." The little girl pressed the embroidery frame under her hand in a heartless manner, and Mo Junli smiled blushingly when she saw this and raised her hand to scratch her head: "Hey, isn't it embarrassing. "

——He has never been in the private room of a girl's house in his life!

The crown prince of a certain dynasty who had obtained permission stepped across the threshold cautiously, and his movements were so careful that Zhan Ninglu and the others couldn't help laughing.

After entering the room, Mo Junli almost caught a glimpse of the embroidery frame in front of Master Mu Da.

The boy stared at the two gold threads embroidered on the cloth for a while, then gave the little girl a positive look with his thumb up: "Aci, the two grass leaves you embroidered are very pretty."

"The stitches are sparse and dense, the length is appropriate, and the shape is both beautiful!"

"...Ayan, do you think there is a possibility." Mu Xici raised her almond eyes quietly when she heard the words, and there were waves of black ink in the pupils, "These are two phoenix tails that I embroidered."

"Huh?" The smile on Mo Junli's face froze suddenly, as if he couldn't understand what she was saying for a while.

"I said, I am embroidering two phoenix tails." Master Mu repeated angrily, "Phoenix tails, phoenix tail feathers, tail hair!"

"...Oh." The young man spat out the word stiffly as if in a dream, then he lowered his head and looked at the square embroidery frame again.

"So this is the tail feather of the phoenix..." Mo Junli murmured, and Mu Xici could clearly see his crazily trembling pupils.

After a while, the boy silently took the small embroidery needle in her hand, waved her away from the stool.

"Forget it, I'll do it." Mo Junli closed his eyes and sighed, and then deftly picked out a handful of embroidery threads against the horrified gazes of Lingqin and the others.

Splitting velvet, mixing velvet, and sewing needles, he did the embroidery in a smooth manner. When Zhan Ninglu and the two came back to their senses, the two strands of fine hair on the embroidery shelf that had been embroidered by Master Mu before had been embroidered. People mend into two radiant and graceful tail feathers.

——Good guy, who can tell them why the prince of this country is so proficient in becoming a female celebrity! !

Zhan Ninglu and the two stared in horror, but the certain prince who had finished the embroidery was unaware of it. He only calmly retracted the needle, smoothed out the remaining embroidery thread, and then calmly stroked the embroidery frame: "Lingqin, find time to measure your lady's size and send it to the Prince's Mansion."

"I've taken care of making the wedding dress for her. I'll wait for the headgear for the big wedding to be ready, and then I'll bring this dress and that jewelry to her together."

"Here!" Hearing these words, Lingqin nodded quickly, and Mu Xici couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief when she saw this.

——Mo Junli's move saved far more than her alone. With his help to solve the damn wedding dress, I don't need to add two more embroidered souls who were mad at her to death in this capital.

——Good man, great good man! !

Thinking about it, Master Mu looked at Mo Junli with a more amiable expression. The latter felt chills down his spine from her gaze, he stopped talking, and kept staring at Zhan Ning, who was covered in cloth. Lu finally couldn't help but confide in her heart:

"Your Highness, where did you learn such a good embroidery skill?"

A Ci: I can't learn it, I can't learn it even if I die, just make do with casual embroidery.

Counseling: The pupils were shocked, and chose to take over the embroidery work.