The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Otherwise, he wouldn't have kicked people so hard!

Jiang Nanyan was there, looking at the fat tailor who kept rubbing his forehead, he was dumbfounded.

Huang Fulian looked at the fat tailor who was lying on the ground and unable to stand up for a long time due to obesity, her thick eyebrows were slowly furrowed.

"He is what you said, the best tailor in Mo County?" Huang Fulian turned her head and asked Wu Yu in a calm voice.

This person is so fat that he can't even move around, Huangfulian wondered, how can such a person make good clothes? [

"Yes, Wang. That's what the county magistrate of Mo County said." Wu Yu felt guilty for a while when he was asked, and his voice suddenly became weak.

He kept talking and elbowed the magistrate of Mo County, "Wang is asking, why don't you introduce yourself quickly?"

The magistrate of Mo County came back to his senses, bent down quickly, helped the fat tailor who had fallen to the ground, took a deep breath, and was about to start the introduction.

But Huang Fulian waved her hand and interrupted him, "No need to introduce. Isn't it necessary to measure the size of the clothes? Let's start now."

"Yes." Hearing this, the county magistrate of Mo County quickly reached out and squeezed the fat tailor who was still dizzy.

"Ah! Lord Mo, what are you pinching me for?" The fat tailor yelled and woke up.

"The king asked you to measure the size of the clothes for the future queen, hurry up! The Yarn Bureau is still waiting to make the clothes!" The county magistrate of Mo County said to the fat tailor.