"Put down your clothes and you can go." Hu Xin said, raising his hand to signal Mo Chuan to take the brocade box.
Black Eagle's hand holding the brocade box trembled slightly, and then he said in a deep voice, "Ms. Xia won't also give away this butterfly dancing sunset dress, right?"
"This is a gift from Gu Xuanhong, isn't it? Since it was given to me, how do I want to arrange it and do I still need Mr. Hong's intervention?" Hu Xin said unceremoniously, with no trace of concern on his face.
Black Eagle was startled and unconsciously spoke for his master.
“Ms.
"Okay! Your mission is to deliver things, not to bore people by talking nonsense here! Either you put down your things and leave, or you don't take your things and leave, I will only give you the blink of an eye!" Hu
After the words in his heart fell, Black Eagle quickly handed the brocade box to Mo Chuan, turned around and disappeared into the night.
Even though Black Eagle is one of the thirteen eagles around Mr. Hong of the Gu family, he still understands the importance of Xia Huxin to Mr. Hong. Young master Dieyao asked for this butterfly-dancing sunset garment that only took a hundred years to be woven.
After five years of not being able to get me to let go, now I gave Xia Huxin easily. What is more important? Black Eagle has been with Gu Xuanhong for many years, how can he not understand?
After Black Eagle left, Hu Xin asked Mo Chuan to put down the brocade box. When Mo Chuan stepped back, Hu Xin gently took out the clothes in the brocade box. The thin butterfly dances like cicada wings really looked like flying butterflies at this moment.
Dancing leisurely in the palm of your hand in the middle of the lake.
The wonderful thing about the butterfly dance is that the whole dress looks like a quietly dancing crimson butterfly from a distance. It is graceful but not ostentatious, elegant but not showy. But when you look closer, it is unique. The collar and cuffs of the sunset dress are all decorated with
The silk-stitched silk embroidery has dark patterns of butterflies, and the graceful butterflies are dancing lightly, which makes people dizzy just by looking at it.
Such a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation is naturally not comparable to Jing Tianao's colorful cloud clothes.
It's just...does Hu Xin'er really want to wear this dress to go out tomorrow? She does like this dress, but of course she also knows the consequences of wearing this dress to go out!
At this moment, Mo Chuan's voice sounded loudly outside,
"Please report back to the general, my lady has gone to bed."
"Yao Tai's visit is not to disturb Miss Xia's rest, but the general has a gift to give to Miss Xia. He will leave the gift at Yaotai and leave first."
The one who answered was the cold-faced guard Yaotai next to Liu Yuren. The tone and attitude of his words were the same as before, short and concise, and not a single unnecessary word came out.
"Guard of Yaotai?" Mo Chuan still wanted to retain Yaotai. After all, how could he, a bodyguard, accept the gift from Liu Yuren on behalf of his own lady.
"Mochuan, bring the things in." Hu Xin said calmly, with a long and cold light flashing in his eyes.
With Liu Yuren's insightful ability, how could he not know that both Jing Tianao and Gu Xuanhong had sent clothes? Liu Yuren did not need to tell Yaotai to say anything. On the surface, he gave Hu Xin the choice.
He chooses which clothes to wear, but this also shows Liu Yuren's confidence.
Without saying a word, he made a bet with Hu Xin that Hu Xin would definitely like the clothes he sent.
Hu Xin has always known that the calmer a person is, the more unbreakable his mind is. This is the case with Liu Yuren!
