As soon as Jiangmen Jiaojiao opened her eyes, she was paranoid that the prince had come to steal her

In fact, she could just rely on her imagination to make sense of her own logic, and it would be okay to throw a little blood every now and then.

But Xie Jiajia was unwilling to do this.

She stared at the drawings, wondering about the possibility that she could go to Xuan Ming to get to know him better and then continue writing.

But as soon as this idea came up, Xie Jiajia rejected it.

Xuan Ming is not Lu Hanqiu.

When she originally wrote "The Romantic Powerful Minister", she was able to find Lu Hanqiu to give it a try because she knew that Lu Hanqiu could afford it. She herself was not a native of the ancients and did not take innocence so seriously.

The atmosphere is here, everything is up to you.

But Xuan Ming obviously can't try it casually.

Try it, what if someone really loses his mind?

Xie Jiajia felt that she could not bear this responsibility.

"Hey."

After sighing softly, Xie Jiajia pushed the drawings away, threw away the charcoal, leaned back on the chair and closed her eyes.

This book has been sealed for the time being.

Xie Jiajia never moved again after that.

However, there was no other inspiration, and Xie Jiajia never wrote another book for a while.

……

One afternoon, Yu sent someone to ask Xie Jiajia to go out.

It's cold.

What Yu meant was to prepare clothes for Xie Wei and Xie Changyu, send them to Youyun, and ask Xie Jiajia to accompany them out.

In fact, there are several big cities in Youyun, so buying clothes is no problem.

It is actually not necessary to prepare clothes and send them from the capital.

But thoughts are actually more valuable than clothes.

Xie Jiajia took Yue Ya out with Yu.

The two went to the best embroidery building in Beijing and called the steward to choose fabrics and embroidery patterns. It happened that another old lady was also choosing fabrics.

The lady's hair is already gray, she must be in her 60s.

When walking, he has to be supported by two servants on the left and right, but they are very kind-hearted.

The lady kept holding on to the waiter who was waiting for her and told her, "I obviously like cyan."

She said this sentence many times.

Say it every once in a while.

"I obviously like cyan."

"I obviously don't like white and black."

"I want to wear cyan clothes, nothing else."

"Just the cyan color."

The guy probably saw that something was wrong with the old lady, so he kept smiling and being patient. Every time she said something, the guy responded.

The servants who accompany him are also very patient.

When the old lady spoke once, they responded with a smile, just like chatting with a normal person.

Mrs. Yu also noticed something unusual about the old lady, and hesitantly whispered: "Are you sick?"

"About."

Xie Jiajia thought that at such an age, if he only said one thing over and over again, it might be Alzheimer's disease.

But she was just guessing.

She is not a doctor.

At this moment, the old lady suddenly said "Hey", supported the servant and walked towards Xie Jiajia, grabbed her sleeves and said, "You put on Mingming's clothes."

Yu and Xie Jiajia were both stunned for a moment.

The servant accompanying the old lady quickly showed an apologetic smile to Mrs. Yu and Xie Jiajia, and then said gently to the old lady: "Madam, these are not the general's clothes."

"The general is a man, and this is a girl. She can't wear the general's clothes." "Oh..." The old lady nodded and said with some understanding: "Yes, he is obviously a boy, but she is a girl. She is a girl." Girl, um..."

After another servant helped the old lady back to her seat, the previous servant apologized to Xie Jiajia and Mrs. Yu: "I'm sorry, my old lady is not in good health. She..."

"I know."

Xie Jiajia smiled and said, "It's okay, just go and take care of her."

"Thank you for your understanding, miss."

The servant breathed a sigh of relief and was about to return to the old lady, but the old lady stared at Xie Jiajia for a while and moved to her side, "But these are Mingming's clothes."

"Cyan, obviously."

She grabbed Xie Jiajia's sleeve and refused to let go, "This is Mingming's clothes."

"Really not!" The servant on the side heard the previous shopkeeper's address to Xie Jiajia and her daughter, and knew their identities. He was afraid of causing unpleasantness, so he apologized to Xie Jiajia and Yu while helping the old lady.

It's just that the old lady couldn't listen to the advice. The more the servant tried to persuade her, the more she held on to Xie Jiajia's sleeves.

Mrs. Yu is not an arrogant and domineering person. She feels deeply when she sees people getting old, sick and confused.

She is not young anymore. I wonder if she will be like this in the future.

She glanced at Xie Jiajia and said warmly: "There is nothing going on at home. Yue Ya Niang will go back and take care of her. You can send this old lady back to her home."

"it is good."

Xie Jiajia roughly guessed who this person was, and had this intention in mind. After accepting the invitation, she took the old man's hand and said with a smile: "You said these clothes are obvious."

"But these clothes are really mine. It seems we can't tell clearly now. Then I'll take you home and see if Ming Ming's clothes are at home?"

The old lady was stunned for a while, then nodded: "Okay, we'll find out when we go home."

"Let's go then."

Xie Jiajia held the old lady's arm and walked outside the embroidery village.

The old lady held her arm tightly all the way, as if she was afraid she would run away.

The old lady's servant apologized and thanked Mrs. Yu, and quickly followed her.

When they got on the carriage outside the embroidery village, the old lady's servant whispered apologetically: "Don't worry, miss, my old lady is just sick. If you send her back, she won't be like this after seeing the things."

The servant quickly added: "My old lady is from the mansion of Captain Qingche, and is the mother of General Xuanming of the Xuanjia Army."

"I know."

Xie Jiajia smiled brightly, "General Xuanming is a very filial man. I have heard about it for a long time and admire him very much."

The servant was stunned for a moment and then breathed a sigh of relief.

That's it.

It would be really bad if there was a misunderstanding.

The old lady said after a while: "These are Mingming's clothes."

Or repeating "I obviously like cyan" again.

Xie Jiajia is very patient.

In fact, she didn't have much patience before, but since becoming a mother, she has developed patience with her daughter.

So she could answer a sentence or two of whatever the old lady said, and she could chat in random directions.

The two maids who accompanied him were very surprised.

Because the old lady's situation is not something that ordinary people can bear. Sometimes it is possible to repeat a sentence over and over for several days.

The people waiting nearby changed several times before the two of them were left.

The two of them had a lot of money and were very patient, but they were both very young. Servants of Xie Jiajia's age could hardly stand the old lady.

Why aren't they surprised?
Xie Jiajia said with a smile: "You obviously like cyan?"

The old lady nodded: "Cyan, um, cyan."

"Then what else do you like?"

"Steamed buns, steamed buns...and noodles...yes."

"Oh." Xie Jiajia nodded. Before the carriage arrived at Xuanming's mansion, she helped the old lady get out of the car and walked to the mansion together. (End of chapter)