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Chapter 143 White Silk
The next day.

early morning.

A ray of morning light shone into the house.

Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and smelled the faint fragrance in the air.

Looking back, there was nothing beside him.

"Run after sleeping again."

After the previous experience, he was used to it, so he didn't take it seriously, and turned on the sign-in system.

I haven't signed in for a long time, and looking at the familiar interface in front of me, I feel a little dazed.

It wasn't until the cold system notification sounded in my ears that I sighed leisurely: "It's an attribute point again."

Calm down, get up and change clothes.

"It's time to go to the palace to see my sister-in-law."

Thinking of this, I picked a more fitting brocade robe from the closet.

Just as I was about to put it on, I suddenly thought of something and put it back on.

In his package, he had changed out a few days ago and hadn't had time to wash his clothes, so he would wear them when he went to see his sister-in-law.

When the time comes, when my sister-in-law sees her dusty appearance, she will naturally think that she rushed to see her as soon as she returned to the capital.

Although sincerity is the ultimate skill, for a young girl like Yunhe who is just beginning to fall in love, it is not a bad idea to occasionally use some routines to make her happy.

then.

Ren Pingsheng was wearing a moon-white inner lining, pushed open the door, and walked out.

Facing the warm sunshine.

I saw under the crabapple tree not far away.

Jiang Chuyue pinched the back of the little fox's neck, poked its head with her fingers, and said angrily: "I saw you hiding in the corner last night, sneaking around, and it was like this again early this morning.

No wonder the candied haws I bought in the past two days disappeared for no reason...

explain!Was it stolen by you! "

"Ouch-"

The little fox looked annoyed, his neck was pinched, his claws were still digging at the air, baring his teeth and claws.

"Stealing other people's candied haws, and still being so arrogant, do you think that this girl will not dare to beat you when your master comes back!"

Jiang Chuyue poked it on the head a few times with her finger, and said word for word: "Don't say it's you, even if your master dares to steal my girl's things, I'll beat her as well..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of autumn wind blew from his back.

Little Green Tea instinctively sensed the danger, and subconsciously turned her head to look, and saw Ren Pingsheng, who was wearing a moon-white lining, standing at the door, looking at herself calmly.

The yard fell silent.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Little Green Tea reacted very quickly, let go of the little fox's neck, and complained aggrievedly: "My lord, I finally got a few copper coins from my senior sister, bought a few bunches of candied haws, and put them in the house. I have never been willing to eat them. In the end, they were all eaten by this little fox, woo woo woo..."

aside.

Luo Qingmo, the head of the Tianzong sect, saw that the little apprentice who was so well-behaved in front of him on weekdays actually slandered him for real, his chest heaved and heaved in anger, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

At a certain moment, she actually had an impulse to hug her calf, bite her, and vent her anger.

Ren Pingsheng was not interested in candied haws, he just asked, "How do you know that it hides in the corner at night?"

Jiang Chuyue didn't expect him to ask this question suddenly, and she dodged her eyes for a while: "I couldn't sleep last night, so I wanted to come out to look at the moon, and when I turned around, I saw this little fox squatting in the corner, sneaking around."

Can't sleep is real.

He didn't come to the yard to watch the moon, but seeing that Ren Pingsheng hadn't come out of the house, he was a little curious, and wanted to hear if the senior sister agreed to practice with him.

Afraid of being discovered, he approached the house on tiptoe, halfway there, he saw a fiery red and exquisite figure hiding in the corner, his eyes were still shining.

Seeing this scene in the middle of the night would shock anyone.

Little Green Tea was no exception. At that time, she thought she had seen a ghost, so she gritted her teeth so as not to scream.

So when I saw the little fox the next day, I felt displeased and blamed it for losing the candied haws.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Little Green Tea with a guilty face, and murmured in his heart: "Could she just want to listen to the corner?"

Although eavesdropping on the corner does not cause any loss to myself and Chang An, but I always feel a little awkward.

"Speaking of which, it's no wonder Chang An always gritted his teeth and didn't want to make too much noise every time it came to a critical moment of cultivation. It turned out that he understood the temperament of his junior sister and was afraid that she would eavesdrop...

In this case, the next time you practice, drive the little green tea to the next yard. "

Ren Pingsheng thought so in his heart, but his expression remained normal. He looked at Jiang Chuyue and asked casually, "How many candied haws did it eat from you?"

Little Green Tea said decisively: "Five!"

"Ouch-"

aside.

The little fox let out a dissatisfied cry.

She remembered clearly that there were only three in total, and when it became five.

To the imposing Sect Master of Tianzong, a few candied haws are of course nothing.

But seeing her well-behaved little apprentice become like this, she felt heartbroken.

"Got it, I'll bring it back to you."

Ren Pingsheng said, and walked out of the courtyard.

Back in the bedroom, I planned to change into some strong clothes, but I didn't expect that after two days in the package, the sour smell had become a bit pungent.

He had no choice but to choose a clean brocade robe and put it on again.

"I hope my kind sister-in-law will not care about these details."

Thinking so, Ren Pingsheng left the mansion and headed for the palace.

…………

Royal Palace.

Yong'an Palace.

Liu Yunmeng sat in the courtyard, holding a pile of fabrics, carefully selecting them.

After a while, she chose a piece of smooth and supple cyan silk, held both ends in her hands, raised it up against the warm sunshine, and asked, "Qing'er, what do you think of this material?"

aside.

Qing'er looked at it carefully, and said earnestly: "The material His Highness chose is as thin as a cicada's wing, and it is considered excellent among the tributes."

"That's natural, this is top-quality silk, it was rewarded by the father and the emperor to the mother and concubine.

When Bengong was studying female celebrities, it took a long time before he asked for it from his concubine mother. "

As Liu Yunmeng said, he folded the silk gently, handed it to Qing'er, and ordered: "Take it to the Inner Weaving and Dyeing Bureau, and let them dye it black."

Qing'er was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, isn't it a pity to dye such fine silk black?"

Liu Yunmeng reached out and stroked the silk lightly, and said casually: "Dye it, it's dyed, black is just as good-looking."

Qing'er didn't say any more, and replied: "Your servant understands."

As he spoke, he reached out to take the silk and gently put it into his arms.

At this time, His Royal Highness Yun He ordered again: "Go find some needles and threads for this palace."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Qing'er responded, turned and left, and after a while, returned to her with a needle and thread.

Liu Yunmeng chose a piece of plain silk from the remaining fabrics, and put it on her lap.

After receiving the needle and thread from Qing'er, she recalled the female celebrity she studied in those years, and began to sew seriously.

"Your Highness, do you want to sew your own clothes?"

Seeing this scene, Qing'er was bewildered.

Female red is a skill that every queen must master.

But in so many years, it was the first time for her to see the pampered and pampered princess and sew clothes by herself.

After hesitating for a while, he still said, "If your Highness is interested in a certain style of clothing, you can buy it for some money. You don't have to bother to make it yourself... Making clothes is not as simple as your Highness thinks."

Liu Yunmeng shook his head, and said seriously: "The style that this palace likes, the capital cannot buy."

Can't buy it?
Qing'er was slightly taken aback, then realized something, and asked: "Your Highness is talking about the clothes worn by those banshees?"

Liu Yunmeng nodded generously: "That's right."

See His Royal Highness admit it.

There was a touch of surprise in Qing'er's eyes, and her expression became a little strange.

He hesitated for a long while, but still mustered up the courage to persuade: "Your Highness, please forgive me for speaking bluntly, the clothes worn by those banshees are really... unsightly, even if Your Highness likes them, you can't wear them."

Not only is it indecent.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is offensive.

The top can only cover half of the mountains, and that's all.

After all, there was a time when such clothes were popular in the capital.

But that skirt...was so short that it couldn't even cover her knees.

There was another layer of trousers under the skirt, and the trousers were still tightly attached to the skin, which was simply unsightly.

If I remember correctly.

There is even a banshee who only wears a skirt, and her legs are exposed outside, which can be seen by others at a glance.

The monster race has no sense of shame, so it's human nature to dress like this.

But Your Highness is a princess, how can she wear such clothes.

"This palace knows."

Yun He looked disapproving, holding the fabric with one hand, and threading the needle with the other: "I wear it when I am alone."

Wear it when you are alone?

What's the point?

Isn't dressing up just for others to see.

Qing'er couldn't understand what His Royal Highness was thinking, so she simply remained silent.

Anything goes as long as you don't wear it.

As long as His Highness is happy...

Time passed by minute by minute.

In a blink of an eye, it was already half an hour later.

Liu Yunmeng used plain silk and needlework to sew a rough outline according to the picture in his memory.

Standing up, holding the two ends, showing it in front of Qing'er, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "How is my craftsmanship?"

Qing'er looked at it for a while, and found that the trousers her highness sewed looked very close-fitting. They were almost the same as those worn by the leading banshee before, the difference was that one was plain and the other was black.

"Your Highness, this silk is as thin as the wings of a cicada, and you sew it so close to the body. After wearing it, wouldn't it make you feel better..."

After hesitating for a moment, the following words were finally left unexported.

Liu Yunmeng didn't take it to heart either, and said nonchalantly: "Anyway, I don't intend to wear it out, as long as it looks good."

Qing'er really couldn't imagine how her highness would look wearing it, so she hesitated for a while before choosing to remain silent.

Liu Yunmeng didn't care.

At the beginning, I planned to sew this style of trousers, mainly because I saw Ren Pingsheng staring at the banshee on the tower.

Now, it's just that I think it looks good.

Even if you can't wear it out, you can still appreciate it by yourself in front of the bronze mirror, and you don't need to get the approval of others.

With this in mind, she continued to sew with a focused look and careful movements.

In the blink of an eye, it was another half an hour.

The pants made of white silk in his hand are almost finished.

Liu Yunmeng held it in her hand and reached out to caress it.

Soft, smooth, cool... well, it feels good in the hand.

now.

She couldn't wait any longer, she wanted to try the Yaozu's costume and see what it felt like to wear.

"Anyway, it's in the palace, so it won't be seen by others, so it's no big deal to change it."

Thinking of this.

Liu Yunmeng turned her head to look at Qing'er, and ordered: "You stand guard at the door, no one else is allowed to come in, if the royal father and concubine mother come, you can tell me that the palace is changing clothes."

"The servant understands."

Qing'er nodded obediently.

Liu Yun dreamed, holding the trousers he sewed, and walked back to the house with confidence.

Qing'er stood guard at the door.

After a while.

The voice of the court lady saluting came from outside the courtyard.

A familiar figure appeared not far away.

"Miss Qing'er, where is His Highness?"

Ren Pingsheng stood where he was, and found that there was no figure of his sister-in-law in the yard, so he asked softly.

in his impression.

In this kind of warm wind and sunny weather, my sister-in-law should read the scriptures under the tree.

"His Royal Highness is in the room more..."

Before Qing'er finished speaking, Liu Yunmeng's voice suddenly came from the room.

"I'm tired, and I don't want to see anyone."

Qing'er's voice stopped abruptly and fell silent.

This voice full of anger, no matter how hard it sounds, it doesn't sound like a tired person can say it.

Don't even think about it.

The sister-in-law was sulking at herself, blaming herself for not writing her a letter after leaving for more than a month.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest and couldn't breathe.

Immediately afterwards, dizziness swept over him like a tidal wave, destroying his consciousness in just a few seconds.

"it hurts!"

After a severe headache and brain swelling, he only felt his eyes go dark, his body was uncontrollable, and he fell forward in a daze.

Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for a few seconds before returning to normal.

Relying on instinct, the moment he fell to the ground, he supported the ground with his elbows, making a dull sound.

All this happened too suddenly and without warning.

Qing'er was taken aback, and subconsciously exclaimed: "Shizi!"

In the room.

Liu Yunmeng, who was about to change back into her normal clothes, heard the movement outside the house and wondered what happened. She felt anxious and pushed open the door without thinking too much about it.

Then I saw Ren Pingsheng propped up on the ground, his movements were a bit strange.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that there was nothing wrong, Liu Yunmeng still asked with concern.

Hear the voice of my sister-in-law.

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes subconsciously, and saw the exquisite jade feet without socks, the slender and fair ankles, the slender and straight calves, and the very familiar attire.

"Baisi?"

A dazed look appeared in Ren Pingsheng's eyes.

At this moment, he was a little dazed.

Liu Yunmeng noticed his eyes, her pretty face flushed slightly.

Then, realizing something, kicked him angrily, and said angrily, "Despicable!"

Immediately afterwards, without giving him a chance to explain, he turned and went back to the house, closing the door heavily.

boom!
The door closing sounded.

Ren Pingsheng was a little helpless.

Although he didn't know why, he did feel a splitting headache just now, and there was no comfort anywhere in his body.

That is, it takes a few seconds to feel better.

even so.

The discomfort of the body has not been completely eliminated.

Knowing that explanations are useless, my sister-in-law couldn't believe it.

He didn't say any more, he struggled to get up, leaned on the grand master's chair and sat down, frowning tightly, wondering if he could survive this for a while.

After a while.

Sure enough, the discomfort has subsided a lot, but it still exists.

at this time.

Liu Yunmeng, who had been hiding in the room to observe, finally realized that something was wrong.

His painful expression didn't look like a fake.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want to call the imperial doctor?"

Liu Yunmeng pushed open the door, came to Ren Pingsheng, held his hand, his face was full of worry.

(End of this chapter)