When the maid came back with the embroiderer, she felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, as if her appearance had ruined something.
The maid felt uneasy and said nervously: "Your Majesty, the embroiderer is here."
The embroiderer also felt the same as the maid, she didn't dare to say anything and wanted to find a corner to hide.
"Come here and measure the princess. The clothes, shoes and socks must be made as soon as possible." Yan Zhantian finally let go of Jiang You's feet, but grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms. He picked her up easily and entered the inner room.
Place her on the soft carpeted floor.
The embroiderer came in and took out a soft ruler to measure Jiang You carefully.
Ginger is both thin and skinny, and there is no ambiguity about where there should be meat, and the size is very impressive.
Yan Zhantian watched from the sidelines at first, but later, in order to get more accurate measurements, Jiang took off his clothes again, leaving only a small coat. The semi-transparent texture could not cover anything at all, and his bellyband was bright red, and he pinched out a full body.
The waist he held and the large area of skin outside his bellyband were like gelatin, which could be broken by blowing a blow. Yan Zhantian felt excited in his heart and felt extremely shy.
After all, Yan Zhantian was somewhat of a gentleman, so he lowered his eyes and retreated outside.
The autumn wind howled, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground and swirling them into the distance.
After being blown by the ruthless cold wind, Yan Zhantian's blood cooled down. He suddenly remembered that this was his princess, the wife of Ming Media. What did he need to avoid?
Going back at this time was too deliberate and seemed vulgar. Yan Zhantian pursed his lips, feeling a little annoyed.
Fortunately, the embroiderer finished the measurements very quickly. After returning home, she rushed to make a pair of embroidered shoes and a pair of boots in two days.
This was Jiang You's request, to make the shoes first. Before the shoes were finished, she didn't go anywhere, she just stayed in the house.
There was a carpet on the floor, and it didn't feel cold at all when she stepped on it with her bare feet. She could sit by the window, read a book, drink tea, enjoy the flowers and bask in the sun, which was very comfortable.
Yan Zhantian does not have to go to court, but there are many things that need to be dealt with inside and outside the palace. After he is done, he will come over to see Jiang You and bring some snacks, flowers folded on the road, and strange-shaped stones picked up.
"Tomorrow is the homecoming day of the Three Dynasties. What gift do you think is suitable to prepare?" Yan Zhantian only remembered this matter after being reminded by his ancestors. He also thought that the Jiang family's behavior was ridiculous and their character was bad. They were not worthy of being condescended to.
But you need to ask Jiang You's opinion. If she wants to go, then go. If she doesn't want to go, there is no need to give the Jiang family face.
"No need to prepare. Even if you go empty-handed, they have to greet you with a smile, right?" Jiang You has not forgotten the matter of returning home. Originally, the woman should prepare the homecoming ceremony, but the Jiang family is not worthy, and she has to go there.
A complete slap in the face, taking the route of a refreshing heroine.
"Okay, if Qingqing said you don't need to prepare, then you won't prepare."
Yan Zhantian's eyes fell on Jiang You's hand, which was turning the pages of the book. It was small, shiny and cute.
"What book is Qingqing reading today?" Yan Zhantian was at a loss for words.
"Xianshu." Jiang looked at him sideways, "It's about the love entanglement between a scholar and a goblin."
"Are there really fairies in this world?" Ever since he found out that Jiang had borrowed a corpse to resurrect his soul, Yan Zhantian had become a little curious about the strange powers and chaos.
"Maybe, maybe not." Jiang closed the book again, "Some people may have been dealing with them all their lives, and some people will never meet them in their lives. So, if you ask me, I don't know."
Yan Zhantian couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Qingqing is so serious. I just asked casually."
Jiang You's eyes were helpless.
"I heard that there is a pond of lotus in the house. Now is the season when the lotus seeds are ripe. If you are free, Your Majesty, would you like to pick lotus pods together?" Jiang was tired of staying in the house again and wanted to go out for some fresh air.
"Okay." Yan Zhantian agreed happily.
Although he didn't know if there were lotus flowers in his house, he liked to stay with Jiang Zao.