Xia Houguo ignored Rong Huazheng's reminder and stared at his toes with unusual conscientiousness.

Aunt Ye glanced at her and suddenly said: "This robe is not necessarily for the Empress Dowager."

Sure enough, people with foolish hearts are slow!

Xia Houguo, who was standing behind Yu Wencan, couldn't help but move his eyes to look at the robe in Rong Huazheng's hand. He found that both the pattern and the embroidery skills were top-notch, and they looked similar to the prince's previous robes.

They are almost the same. The hibiscus flower embroidery is calm yet powerful, revealing nobility in its elegance. The slightly blooming flowers look like a smile on the lips of the prince, which is very suitable for the prince.

Rong Huazheng tried to lower her head to look into her master's eyes, but Aunt Ye avoided her eyes. She felt aggrieved and flat-mouthed, "Master, don't be like this. Although there is an old saying that parting is the most painful parting, but at least we are now

If you can still talk, if you have anything you want to say, just tell it to my disciple, so as not to hide it and feel uncomfortable."

"Haha..." The little kid looked at Rong Hua Zheng's face, hugged his belly and laughed until tears came out, "Sister Zheng, you are so embarrassed, such a big man eats himself into a tabby cat,

Red cheeks, white rice grains, shy face!"

"Ah?" Rong Hua's mind was still filled with Yu Wencan's unusually beautiful appearance, and his heart was itching. He couldn't keep up with Aunt Ye's thoughts at the moment.

Yu Wencan was eating. Under the gaze of the other three people, his beautiful lips lifted lightly and said, "Yes."

Rong Huazheng didn't expect it to be like this, and was stunned for a moment, "Empress Dowager? Why did you give it to her? She asked you to make it for her? Master, why didn't you give the robe to her yourself?"

Rong Huazheng didn't know what was so great about Taifu Shengguo, but since he was Yu Wencan's teacher, his knowledge must be very extraordinary, and he must be very capable to introduce him to Rong Huating.

With her head hanging down, Aunt Ye still didn't speak, her perfectly curved lips pressed into a tight line.

"Ah, madam, please use less strength!" Xia Houguo couldn't help but say as he watched Rong Hua Zheng tie the scarf around Yu Wencan's neck like a knot.

Rong Huazheng was startled, "Why?"

Yu Wencan saw the doubts in his eyes and explained calmly: "No one can force you to do something that the teacher doesn't want to do. I showed the teacher a few articles you wrote before. It was the teacher who mentioned to me that he wanted to meet me afterwards.

It’s your side.”

Rong Huazheng didn't even pause, he happily ignored the kid's blow, waved his hand and said vaguely: "What's the problem? Vegetarianism in Longyan Temple is Longyan Temple's business. I eat my big fish and meat."

." Having said that, he still didn't forget to ask La Yu Wencan as an ally, "Your Majesty, you think so."

Aunt Ye knew that Rong Huazheng had not thought of this, and the blush on her face did not break. Some things cannot be rushed. Since the master is not in a hurry, there is a reason why he is not in a hurry.

Aunt Ye snorted coldly, lowered her head and embroidered the last line without even raising her eyelids, finishing it and finishing it.

Yu Wencan gave Rong Huazheng three words - "Must go."

Hearing this, Aunt Ye glanced at the two things in Rong Huazheng's hands, paused her movements, reached out to take the robe and apron, and then carefully inspected every embroidery pattern and petal for two full days.

A quarter of an hour later, the two things were returned to Rong Hua Zheng's arms.

"I like it, of course I like it. How could my disciple not like the things that the master embroiders?" Rong Huazheng raised her head and pursed her lips deeply with a smile. As the saying goes, etiquette is more important than courtesy. Her master is so thoughtful, and this is all.

Rong Huazheng felt like he had nothing to repay in this life.

The smile that was still hanging on Rong Huazheng's face just now disappeared without a trace, and he looked at Aunt Ye with aggrieved eyes, "Master, a master who plays tricks on his disciples like this is not a good master." Damn it, she was so confused.

I was moved, and it turned out that she was just being sentimental. If her tear glands had been a little more developed just now, wouldn't it be embarrassing to shed tears?

Aunt Ye elegantly picked up the small and exquisite cup and took a sip of the fragrant tea. She glanced at Rong Hua Zheng who couldn't put it down and stretched out her hand to wipe the embroidered pattern on the blue robe, and said lightly: "You like it so much?"

Aunt Ye glanced at her deeply, stretched out her hand to take it, then removed the lines of the flower and embroidered another one.

As soon as she entered the main hall, the eyes of the little kid and Rong Huating were attracted by the robe she held in her arms. They were shocked when they saw the embroidery on it. Because when the two of them were doing embroidery in class, Ye

Auntie never let others get close to her, so the two of them didn't know how good Rong Huazheng's embroidery skills were. Now it seems that they underestimated Rong Huazheng, thinking that she didn't really care about her embroidery skills. Only now did they realize that it was true.

After three days of separation, the scholars looked at each other with admiration.

Only then did Rong Huazheng understand Aunt Ye's worries, her expression straightened, and she said with a smile: "Master, my apprentice's background is a little different, but I have never been a person who allows others to bully me. Master, please relax."

Aunt Ye's topic changed so quickly that Rong Huazheng was stunned by the question. She shrugged and said helplessly: "I haven't even seen her shadow. How do I know what kind of person she is?"

Aunt Ye lowered her eyes and did not answer. It would be treacherous if she answered. She only said: "You will have to live there for several days. There are many people up and down the mountain. It is not impossible for people to mix things up with others. You yourself

Just be careful."

Yu Wencan looked indifferently and said: "He is Uncle Wang's only heir, and he must treat Uncle Wang with filial piety."

Rong Huazheng was so proud that he laughed, forgetting his displeasure just now, and reached out to pat the little kid on the head, "Did you hear that? Your Majesty said yes!"

Rong Huazheng wrote down her words.

Rong Huazheng sighed a little in his heart, as if after meeting Yu Wencan, not only her, but also Rong Huating's fate had been turned around by him, turning in a direction that seemed to be full of spring flowers. Suddenly, Rong Hua

Zheng seemed to have a little understanding in her heart.

"Master, how is it?"

Rong Huazheng looked expectant. If a kid was watching, he would definitely think that Rong Huazheng's eyes at this time were very similar to the eyes of stray dogs he saw on the street when they saw food.

After about ten days of training, she tested her ability and reached the ninth level of special forces, which means she now has the power she had in her previous life.

Her inner strength is getting deeper and deeper with daily practice. Sometimes she even feels that she doesn't feel cold even if she only wears an undershirt on a snowy day. Her ability to withstand the cold is incredible.

"Hey, little brat, why are your words so sour?" Rong Huazheng finally heard the sourness in the brat's words. His hand holding the vegetables paused. Looking at the brat, he didn't know whether it was because of eating or not.

Her face was bulging out of anger, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Were you jealous just now?"

The little kid gave Rong Huazheng a look that said, "Why don't you look down on me here? It's just a little carriage. Stop looking down on me here."

Yu Wencan didn't answer, lowered his head and continued to eat his own food.

His original good mood was gone, and he couldn't help but retorted: "Your Majesty, why do you want me to have your clothes washed?" After saying this, he wanted to give the robe to Xiahou.

After Aunt Ye left, Rong Huazheng did not immediately hand over the robe and fox fur to Yu Wencan. After sending Aunt Ye away, she forgot the things and still couldn't remember them when she returned to the room in the hall, so she threw herself away.

Went to bed and fell asleep.

Aunt Ye's hand moved a little, and then her finger under the robe was pricked by a needle.

It's strange that she can be so relieved! Aunt Ye rolled her eyes, took a sip of tea and said, "Do you know what kind of person the Empress Dowager is?"

"Sister Zheng, you're pretty good!" The little kid sat on a chair, swaying his short legs, and said with a smile.

Aunt Ye waved her arm away impatiently, "Just so so!"

Making fun of Aunt Ye was one of Rong Hua Zheng's fun moments when she was learning embroidery. Whenever she was free, or when she got lucky, she would start teasing Aunt Ye, but Aunt Ye would indulge her, no matter how extreme she said.

Just a cold glance, or a cold

He scolded her, but never really got angry. This reminded Rong Huazheng of his Medicine Saint master, so he felt more and more that he recognized this master correctly, so he would not say that he was afraid that Aunt Ye would

Whatever she does, she will become more and more bold in her speech.

Yu Wencan gave him a neutral look, "You don't need to go with us to see the Imperial Grandmother. You can rest in the wing or go to other places to collect news. Then I will introduce you to the Grand Master of Shengguo."

The fox fur was made of plump tops, squirrel gray in color, and was the finest fox fur. Of course, Rong Hua Zheng did not have such material. She had to beg Aunt Ye for several days to get it.

"Go away!" Aunt Ye has always been cold and cold. When others see her, they either hold back or become intimidated. Who would be as unafraid of her as Rong Huazheng and dare to do anything wrong to her? She has lived for decades.

, I can count the number of times I have blushed on five fingers, but this time I was made red by Rong Huazheng again.

Unavoidable situation? Rong Huazheng understood, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Master, are you giving this to your disciple for his forty or fifty birthdays in the future?"

Aunt Ye glanced at her and said, "Take this robe."

but……

Rong Huazheng looked at her action and raised his eyebrows, "Master, have you finished embroidering?"

Aunt Ye ignored her and was satisfied with getting the answer she wanted from her. However, there were some things that it was not convenient for her to intervene in. This girl was mentally retarded. She must not have known how sweet her smile was just now, as if she had eaten something.

It's like honey, so sweet that you can't help but smile.

"What are you doing here making random guesses? As long as you do your job well, you don't have to worry about what others say." Aunt Ye didn't have much to say about these matters involving the royal family, so she could only talk about them in one word.

"Master, you obviously said this first, why did it turn into a random guess when I asked?" Rong Huazheng muttered, rubbing the tip of her nose. Her master was really unkind. She aroused her curiosity, but she didn't think so.

Is there such a thing as keeping silent?

"You have rice grains on your lips." Yu Wencan's voice this time was so soft that it could make water drop. When he said this, he stretched out his fingertips and lightly scratched her face.

Rong Hua Zheng touched the tip of his nose and smiled. Seeing that the water in Aunt Ye's cup was gone, he quickly filled it up for her and said: "Master, I won't say anything anymore. You say it, you say..."

After receiving Aunt Ye's words, Rong Hua immediately unfolded the dark purple robe that Aunt Ye had just folded in a serious manner, carefully checked the direction of each step one by one, and handed the robe to Aunt Ye after two quarters of an hour, saying

: "Master, the stitch here is a little crooked."

Yu Wencan frowned, "Zheng'er."

Yu Wencan didn't look at the scarf around his neck. A pair of black eyes were locked tightly on Rong Huazheng's face, bottomless.

Where are you going when you leave the palace today?"

Rong Huazheng heard what he meant and became even more angry, but Yu Wencan's words left her with no way out. If she really handed over the robe to Xia Houguo, she would be really stingy. After weighing the balance,

Next, she secretly took this mouthful

Originally, Aunt Ye didn't want to talk to her at all. Of course, she didn't feel sorry for a fox fur worth ten thousand gold, but she felt that Rong Huazheng was ignorant and rushed to embroider the fox fur for her before Yu Wencan's robe was finished.

I thought she was heartless, until I found out that she was embroidering it for Yu Wencan, I gave her the best fox fur in the embroidery room without saying a word.

Rong Huazheng waved his hands hurriedly, "Haha, Master, it's okay, it's okay..."

It took Aunt Ye a moment to embroider the flowers, and then threw the robe to Rong Hua Zheng.
To be continued...