The private seats of the embroidery shop are only open to major customers, and Wang Hongzhou and Wang Hongzhou are the most qualified people to sit there. The orders placed every month can keep the embroidery girls busy for more than ten days. Every time they see him, their faces are full of joy.
Smile, of course, except for the hard-hearted boss lady...
Lying with the king on her embroidered couch, Xiaohu reluctantly rubbed his shoulders, "I wonder what the prince thinks of the strength of the civilian girl?" He just closed his eyes to enjoy it, "Very good, very good!
Hearing this, the beauty suddenly increased her strength and clasped her two fingers on her collarbone, "What about this?" He remained calm and allowed his body to be bruised by the pinch, "Well, boss Shanghai has a very strong taste!" Xiaohu let go of his hand.
He said, "The women of the people don't understand. Do you think it's interesting for the prince to torture the women of the people like this every now and then?" Hong Zhou then sat up and said, "This is weird. When I do business with you, I only need one massage from you."
How come you have been tortured for so long? What do I think? You are like a mirror in your mind!"
Xiaohu crossed her legs and sat on the embroidered couch, "I can't do it!" "What on earth do you want to do before you are willing to enter the palace? I promise that you can take care of the embroidered village and I will never interfere." She only said
She smiled and looked at him scornfully with her eyes, "Okay, if you can follow the Three Books and Six Etiquettes and marry me in a sedan with eight people as your direct descendant, I will marry you right away and I won't delay for even a moment!" Hong Zhou's eyes sparkled.
He suddenly became dim and said, "You are obviously trying to make things difficult. If you are willing, I can let you be Fujin, and you are still the mistress of the house." Xiaohu already knew in his heart that such a noble man from Tianhuang was by no means a good match. He was a prince.
, how could she marry a city girl of unknown origin as her legitimate wife? With her master’s status, she had gone through enough ups and downs. She thought that she could not fight with others all day long under the high wall, and said, "Then
There’s no need to talk anymore.”
While the two were in a stalemate, the embroiderer downstairs went upstairs to serve tea. Xiaohu said seriously, "Why is it you today? Where did that girl Yilan hide away? Let her come up to greet the prince!" The embroiderer saw her.
The prince was very embarrassed, and he knew that he must have had another dispute with the landlady. This kind of thing always happened once a month, so he had to fudge and muddle through, "Yilan, she said she felt a little unwell yesterday.
, I think, I think I went to get some medicine." Xiaohu felt something was wrong when she heard that, "Get some medicine? You go out and look for it immediately. If you can't find it, don't come back!" The embroiderer twisted the handkerchief in her hand and
She looked embarrassed and said, "Sister Xiaohu, I lied. Yilan went out yesterday afternoon and hasn't come back."
He was already unhappy, and now he was getting even more angry, "The rules of Xiuzhuang are that you must come back to bed at midnight every night. Who was checking the ward last night? Why didn't you report it? If something happens, who of you can bear the responsibility?"
!" Xiu Niang saw that the situation was serious, so she had to tell the whole story, "It was Sister Biqin who checked the room. Last night, Yilan said that a young master made an appointment with her. She went out to meet her and came back. As you know, sister, she never does things well.
It was too dignified. Sister Biqin was afraid that you would get angry if you found out, so she asked us to hide it."
At such a critical juncture, Hong Zhou had no choice but to put the two of them's affairs aside, "The only plan now is to send people out to look for her. If she still doesn't see anyone after noon, report it to the official. Did you know that she is usually with
Who is closer?" The embroiderer just shook her head.