The happy life of the embroidered girl in space

Chapter 148 Making Shoes (1)
Ning Yuyao raised her head when she heard the voice and looked at Jing Xuyuan, still staring at herself with downcast eyes and no longer speaking, her black and thick eyelashes spread out, casting two shadows on her eyelids, she looked extremely handsome.

It's just how could he be so bold and thick-skinned.

So after the two shared the bed for the first time, Jing Xuyuan was in a happy mood, and Ning Yuyao spent the breakfast obediently.

Ning Yuyao left under Jing Xuyuan's reluctant gaze when people from the Ning Mansion came to the door. Originally, people from the Ning Mansion would not come to the door, but Hui Niang decided to do business in Lihua Village earlier, so she found out that the Prince Regent's Mansion is stable. Afterwards, he thought about calling Ning Yuyao back first to send Hui Niang off, and Ning's father was about to leave, so he went back to Ning's house to practice for the two of them.

Naturally, Jing Xuyuan followed him back.

After Ning Yuyao and Jing Xuyuan sent them away, Ning Yuyao brought Mother Wei and her four maids to live in the Prince Regent's Mansion. Of course, only the people in the Prince Regent's Mansion and Ning Mansion knew about it. That's all, after all, Ning Yuyao is 12 years old, and Jing Xuyuan hasn't been close to women for so many years. If the capital knows that there is a girl living in the Prince Regent's Mansion, it will definitely cause a huge sensation.

Although Father Ning and the three brothers of the Ning family were dissatisfied, seeing Jing Xu's weak expression when he came to see them off, they still agreed with this decision without a seizure, so Ning Yuyao smoothly moved into the Regent's Mansion .

In the small kitchen on the right side of the Wangfu small building, Ning Yuyao, a bright and charming girl about 12 years old, is concentrating on the earthen pot on the stove, stirring it with a spoon from time to time, with a trace of sweat dripping from the tip of her nose, but her movements are flowing, as if With a certain rhythm, as the earthen pot released a trace of medicinal aroma, the medicinal soup in the earthen pot gradually changed color until it turned red. Ning Yuyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of her mouth slightly turned up.

"Qing Yang, turn off the fire, the medicinal soup is ready!"

"Okay, miss." Qing Yang, who was in charge of leading the team, quickly extinguished the fire, stood up, brought a clean white porcelain cup, and looked at the earthen pot with bright eyes, "Girl, this is the last medicine for the prince. Soup?"

Ning Yuyao hummed lightly, and poured the medicinal soup from the crock pot into the white porcelain cup with familiar movements. Looking at the clear and impurity-free red soup in the white porcelain cup, her bright and fair face couldn't hide her excitement.

"Hey, girl, why is the medicinal soup red this time?" Qing Yang blinked, and couldn't help asking curiously, the medicinal soup used to be green, why did the color change today?

Ning Yuyao smiled, said nothing, picked up the white porcelain cup, and went to Zhiyuanzhai where Jing Xuyuan lived.

In the past few days, Ning Yuyao has been taking good care of Jing Xuyuan's body. The remaining poison has been cleared, but the body is still slightly damaged, so these days, Jing Xuyuan has been living in the soup Ning Yuyao personally cooked. .

Jing Xuyuan happened to be reading official documents, and when he saw Ning Yuyao's figure, his eyes lit up. Ning Yuyao, who was wearing a light blue cloud gauze dress, only had a few strands of light blue silk in her long hair, which was as beautiful as black silk. The hair band is entangled, and the whole face has not been applied with makeup. There is a natural beauty of "pearls do not move and condense the eyebrows, and the lead is gone to see the innocence". If the peaches are like auspicious snow coming out of the sky, and the eyes are like pearls and like spring water, Jing Xuyuan just took a look, and the fatigue brought about by work in the morning has completely dissipated.

After Ning Yuyao blew the medicinal soup for Jing Xuyuan gently, she passed it over. When Ning Yuyao fed Jing Xuyuan the medicinal soup a few times ago, Jing Xuyuan always moved his hands and feet, so the thin-skinned Ning Xuyuan Yuyao didn't serve Jing Xuyuan directly, and Jing Xuyuan naturally disagreed. After some discussion, the two parties compromised that Ning Yuyao would accompany Jing Xuyuan to take medicine together, but she would no longer serve her personally.

Jing Xuyuan took the medicinal soup in Ning Yuyao's hands and gulped it down. He felt a slight heat in his body, and a trace of heat flowed slowly to the internal organs, and he felt comfortable all over. The last blockage in his body finally disappeared.

Finally done.

After Jing Xuyuan and Ning Yuyao had lunch, there was nothing to do, Ning Yuyao wanted to make a dress for Jing Xuyuan on a whim, and immediately, she couldn't care less about letting Jing Xuyuan fall asleep, but she curled her lips slightly , leaned towards him, and said, "Get up for a while, and I'll measure you."

Seeing him raising his head and looking at her with a slight frown, as if he was thinking about what she said and what the combination meant, Ning Yuyao was slightly embarrassed and added: "Brother Xu, I want to make you a dress. Do you not like it?"

Before the words fell, Jing Xuyuan had stood up from the slump, his lips slightly raised, and his voice still remained calm and said: "Do you need to take off your clothes?" Jing Xuyuan's mother, Concubine Yi, had a cold heart He doesn't like to join in the fun, even if he is in the palace, he doesn't like to go out to socialize in the palace. The most common thing he does on weekdays is to watch over his youngest son, sewing and making clothes for this son of a direct relative who was born close to death.

Perhaps it was because Jing Xuyuan was poisoned during pregnancy. Concubine Yi was afraid that she would not be able to raise Jing Xuyuan safely, and worried that he would suffer and be wronged. One by one personally check.

As for the matter of making clothes, it was Concubine Yi. In order to prevent Jing Xuyuan from wearing the clothes, the measured size was wrong, so that it didn't fit well.Therefore, when Concubine Yi was alive, every other month, Jing Xuyuan had to take off his whole body with only his jacket left, so that the workers could accurately measure his current size.

In the past, when Concubine Yi was alive, Concubine Yi's first mate's thoughts fell on her youngest son. Fortunately, Jing Xuqing was also a good brother who cared for his younger brother, so he didn't complain about it. Protect Jing Xuyuan.

Ning Yuyao was stunned for a moment, but she still didn't understand what Jing Xuyuan's question meant before, but in the next moment, Jing Xuyuan was already dexterous, putting on the black brocade robe that had not been half an hour ago, It was taken off again.

Now he was only wearing a white shirt, and he stood handsomely in the sun-filled lobby. He just stretched out his arms and asked Ning Yuyao to measure him.

Seeing that movement in Ning Yuyao's eyes, it looked like he wanted to hug her, and for a moment, Ning Yuyao's face became hot again.Ning Yuyao breathed wildly for two beats, then turned around, looked up and saw the dark and deep invisible light in Jing Xuyuan's eyes, his face was open and clear, Ning Yuyao also stretched out her little hand, I patted myself on the face twice, warning myself not to think wildly.

"Brother Xu, wait a minute, I'll ask Qingfu to get the measuring stick."

(End of this chapter)