"Shorter one?" Lu'er asked confusedly, not understanding what Zhixin meant.
"Yeah, just a little bit of clothing below the knees will be fine."
"Ah?" There were several black lines under the corners of Lu'er's eyes. The young lady's request was too strange. It reached just below the knees, and the part inside was too ugly to look at.
"Miss, your clothes are all this way, and there really aren't any..." Lu'er looked at Zhixin with a troubled expression.
"No? What should I do?" Zhixin frowned and dragged her chin to think. Isn't she doomed to fall to death? We can't let her be like those women in Japan who walked hundreds of steps and still haven't finished.
Crossing the distance of one meter? It would be better to let her die directly.
"Lu'er, go get the needle and thread." Zhixin sat down on a stool nearby.
"Yes, Miss." Although she didn't know what Zhixin was going to do, Lu'er didn't dare to ask any more questions and took back the needle and thread.
"Miss, here's the needle and thread."
"Give it to me." Zhixin took the needle and thread from Luer's hand, rolled up the hem of the clothes, folded it a certain distance, and started sewing.
Lu'er looked at Zhixin's movements and couldn't help but said: "Little... Miss, don't you want to embroider your clothes like this?"
"Yes." Zhixin replied without feeling anything wrong.
"But... Miss, it looks so ugly wearing it like this."
"It doesn't matter, it's better to be ugly than fall to death." Zhixin said to herself and inserted the needle.
"Okay, done." Zhixin handed the needle and thread back to Lu'er with a proud look, put her clothes back on, and stood in front of the mirror, she herself was stunned, "This... this is really ugly.
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"Yes, miss, you'd better change." Lu'er was about to take action, but was stopped by Zhixin.
"I won't change it. It's ugly, yes, but wouldn't it be even more ugly if it fell upside down in front of the Queen Mother and the concubines?" Zhixin turned her head and looked at Lu'er and said, "That's it, let's go."
"Yes, miss!" Although she knew that it would be really embarrassing to follow the miss this time, but since the master had already decided, how could she dare to say anything? As a servant, following the master would give you a taste of it.
It was all bittersweet. Oh~~ Lu'er sighed in her heart and followed Zhixin honestly. Seeing her bouncing like this when she walked, she pinched her eyebrows feebly. She walked like a young lady.
, if you don’t embroider the skirt, it will indeed fall down.