The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 388 "Second Prince... What happened to him?"

Fuzhen's exclamation in the room was spread outside the room.

"Shuangxi, how did you embroider the image of the little princess so vividly? You made the old ladies in Xiufang feel ashamed!"

Shuangxi lowered her eyes and smiled, "How can you be so exaggerated? Compared with the old lady in Xiufang, I am still far behind. I have a lot of techniques for giving needles, and I only ask the old lady for advice. .”

Even though Shuangxi's technique is not as good as that of the old lady who made clothes and embroidered patterns for the royal family in Xiufang, but at Shuangxi's age, if she can have such a good skill, she will be out of the palace in the future and use the salary earned in the palace Open a tailor shop, and you can support yourself completely.

Fuzhen likes this pattern very much, and the words of admiration surround Shuangxi all the time, making Shuangxi laugh and cry.

It wasn't until Shuangxi stopped that Fuzhen stopped talking.

Shuangxi carefully put away the embroidered handkerchief given to Chacha, and after another two days of cooking, she could finish it.

Abi, the court lady who slept in the same room with Shuangxi, came back with a sad face: "Sister Shuangxi."

Seeing that Abi wanted to encounter a difficult situation, Shuangxi had already fallen asleep wearing a white underwear, sat up from the bed and asked her, "What's the matter, Abi?"

In front of Shuangxi, Abi was like a little sister who needed to be comforted everywhere. She leaned on Shuangxi's shoulder and said, "Sister Shuangxi, why do you think the second prince has such a weird personality?"

Shuangxi was placed behind Abi's back, and her caressing hands paused for a moment. Her expression became unnatural, but she still couldn't help asking: "Second prince, what's wrong with him?"

Abi didn't know that Shuangxi liked the second prince. They lay on the bed, hugged each other and confided: "Didn't the second prince study until late at night every day? It is also a necessary rule to give the second prince supper every night, but you can't." I know why, the second prince's supper these days is always untouched, what kind of delivery, what kind of take back the next morning."

Shuangxi was lying on the bed, her thoughts had already drifted to Chonghan who was studying in the study at the moment.

Abi didn't notice Shuangxi's flushed eyes: "The second prince not only has to go to school every day, but also spends most of his time in the martial arts arena, and he reads until late every day. If this continues, the second prince's body may not be able to support it. "

Among the princes, Chong Han is the best and also the most diligent.

Rather than talking about working hard, it might as well say that Chonghan has nothing else to do every day except reading and practicing kung fu, and practicing kung fu and reading.

Supper every night plays a vital role in the energy of the severe cold.

"..."

I don't know how long it took, but Abi's voice gradually brought back Shuangxi Piaoyuan's thoughts: "Sister? Sister?"

Shuangxi woke up.

Abi lay beside Shuangxi: "It's all my fault for talking too much, sister, go to bed, it's getting late, and you have to get up early tomorrow."

But Shuangxi couldn't fall asleep, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Stretching his neck, looking at the moonlight outside the window, Shuangxi asked after blowing out the candles: "Who is delivering the meal to the second prince tonight?"

Fuzhen is on duty tonight.

Abi said in a daze, "It's sister Fuzhen."

After waiting for Abi to fall asleep, Shuangxi put on a coat and went out.

As expected, Fuzhen was wandering in the corridor rubbing her hands and feet. When she saw Shuangxi, it was as if she had seen a savior: "Shuangxi, think of a way—"

(End of this chapter)