Chapter 295

Madam is stubborn. She helped her a lot when she made clothes for mother he last time. This time, she refused to give her a hand, but only asked her to give advice. Seeing his wife cut down her scissors, Ding Xiang took a cotton handkerchief and wiped the thin sweat on her forehead.

"Madam's hand is very stable and not crooked at all."

Xiaohua smiled, sat down, served tea and was ready to rest for a while before continuing.

Thinking about the embroidery on her clothes, she was a little tangled. "Lilac, what do you say about the embroidery at the cuff and the skirt?"

At present, she can also embroider a eight treasure pattern, which has been practiced for a long time. Although lilac says that mother he likes it very much, Xiaohua knows that the stitches of the embroiderer are still a little rough. Mother he was a gift from herself, representing some of her own intentions.

But if she put it on her highness, she would feel that she had wronged him.

Clove also understood his wife's mind and didn't have any good ideas for a while.

"If you don't look slowly, the main body of the clothes hasn't been done yet. Think while doing it."

Xiaohua thought, that's all she can do.

In the evening, Xiaohua and King Jing sit on the Kang.

Xiaohua struggled for a day today. Although she decided to think slowly, she always thought about it in her heart, so she expressed the actual situation to King Jing. For example, I'm afraid your highness will dislike my embroidery because I'm not good at it. For example

Li Li always said a lot, and King Jing understood what she meant.

Are you worried about your poor workmanship?

But he just wants a dress made by her. What does it have to do with the workmanship?!

So King Jing said, "it doesn't hurt."

"But these decorative patterns will be exposed. Your Highness's clothes are so exquisite on the outside and rough on the inside, which will reduce your Highness's identity."

This sentence completely describes Xiaohua's uneasy words. She has said it several times.

King Jing was silent for a moment and replied, "no embroidery."

"Is that ok?"

"King Gu feels very good."

His highness King Jing said it was very good, and Xiaohua's heart settled down. Without embroidery, her pressure was much less.

Xiaohua here is trying to make clothes for King Jing. Several young girls who entered the Discipline Department over there were led into Jingtai hall by Fushun after training in strict house rules.

The people in Jingtai hall saw Fushun's actions. King Jing hasn't returned to Jingtai hall for several days. I don't know yet, but I know it sooner or later. After all, Fushun plays a role in the back.

Mother he knew that when people came into Jingtai hall again, those little palace people had already lived in. Their work is similar to that of Xiaohua at the beginning. They are all sweeping in the courtyard, but they hang sheep's head and sell dog meat more often. We know where their role is.

"Alas..."

Seeing mother he sighing, aunt Meng comforted: "mother, don't think too much. Everyone has his own way."

Mother he also knew this truth, just thinking that it was not so much.

Eunuch Xiaodou said aside, "I've seen those little palace people. How do they feel? I always feel a little similar to Mrs. Hua before."