Xia Chiwan turned around with two maids, and saw a figure in black passing over the Prime Minister's Mansion and grabbed Xia Chiwan's Kongming Lantern.
The man in black neatly took out the note from the Kongming Lantern and attached it a silver note worth one or two hundred.
After taking out the things, the man in black released the Kongming Lantern.
When a gust of wind blows, the Kongming Lantern flies away.
Either it burned out halfway, or the material inside burned out and fell off.
"Miss, what kind of clothes are you going to wear to the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation that day?"
Shi Xin looked at Xia Chiwan in embarrassment. Naturally, the piece of cloth from before could never be used.
However, since it was Princess Jing’s invitation to appreciate the poems of flowers, she had to make beautiful new clothes.
However, time is a bit tight.
Come to think of it, it's not easy to find good cloth to make clothes now.
After all, Princess Jing not only invited the young ladies from their family, but the rich lady next to her also tried her best to make beautiful clothes so that she could show off her style on that day.
Just when he fell asleep, someone brought a pillow to Xia Chiwan.
"Miss, there is a maid outside the door who wants to see the lady. He said that he is giving the lady some food for her master."
A servant will come to report soon.
"Have you ever known whose maid it is?"
Shi Xin asked aloud.
"When I replied to the lady, the maid only reported the word 'seven'."
Although the young man didn't understand what he meant, he just answered the servant's words to his young lady honestly.
After all, the young man received a favor from the maid sister and received a tael of silver.
"Let her in."
As soon as he said the word "seven", Xia Chiwan guessed that this maid must be from the seventh prince's family.
The maid was quite delicate and well-behaved. She lowered her head and never glanced at her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. She walked in an orderly manner, neither frivolous nor vulgar.
The maid said a thousand blessings to Xia Chiwan.
"Master has told me that these food are good. I hope Miss Xia likes them."
As soon as the maid finished speaking, a boy behind her opened the cloth, and sure enough there were several food boxes. But under the food boxes, there seemed to be a batch of gorgeous cloths.
Xia Chiwan smiled, this seventh prince really had a cooperative attitude.
Last time she provided Song Yunjie and Huo Yuanxiu. Now, when it comes to the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation, the Seventh Prince is afraid that she will make a fool of herself, so he specially sends a treasure.
Xia Chiwan walked up and took a look, and saw that it was a rare soft smoke.
Ruanyanluo was an extremely rare item in the Great Zhou Kingdom, and no more than ten pieces were paid as tribute to the court every year.
In his previous life, Bu Zhanfeng made outstanding achievements and became a prince with a different surname. The prince's house was really lucky to get a soft smoke.
Of course, in the end, this piece of soft smoke was not worn by her, the main concubine, but was taken away by Xia Furong, the side concubine.
When Xia Chiwan touched it, it was indeed very soft and comfortable.
However, the soft smoke is as thin as cicada wings and looks like white smoke from a distance, hence the name.
Therefore, if Ruanyanluo is worn well, it will naturally add points to a woman's dress. If she is not worn well, she will only end up with a reputation of being frivolous.
"I'll thank you, Master."
No matter what, if the Seventh Prince could think of her at this time and send this soft smoke, Xia Chiwan would definitely like to thank Zhou Xuanchu.
What's more important is that Xia Chiwancai had planned the clothes he would wear for the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation, but coincidentally, he had to use this soft smoke.
Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed, this seventh prince is really interesting. Is it possible that the seventh prince knows what she will wear at the Hundred Flowers Poetry Appreciation Party?