The tyrant's petite bag is sweet and silly

Chapter 131 What about trust?
"What about the clothes?"

Concubine De raised her hand to ask someone to bring the things up.

Ming Xi held the corner of the dance dress and took a closer look, her face turned cold.

I saw that the originally beautiful gauze skirt was cut to pieces with scissors.

There is more than one key point, almost every one has traces of being cut.

The crowd gathered around, with worried faces.

These dance clothes are all custom-made half a month in advance, and it takes at least several days to make such a pair.

Now that there are only a few hours left before the performance, where can I find an identical replacement?
That man's intentions were sinister, and his malice was unabashedly put on the table.

I just made it clear that I don't want them to perform smoothly!

It's so nasty!

Everyone is talking about who is so vicious.

Concubine Rong patted the table and gritted her teeth: "If I want to tell you, maybe that little bastard, Concubine Li, did it. I can't compare with my own strength, so I use this kind of dirty trick!"

"That's right, it's too shameless!"

"It's not good to say that, the matter hasn't been investigated clearly... what if it's not her?"

Ming Xi pursed her lips, her pink and tender face was full of heaviness, her serious voice pulled back everyone's thoughts:

"Leave it alone!"

Everyone's discussion stopped suddenly, and they all looked at her.

Ming Xi sighed, "The most important thing right now is to think about how to solve the immediate difficulties."

With that said, she rolled up her sleeves and pulled herself together, "Bring me a pair of scissors."

Chu Liangyuan looked at her in surprise, and hesitated to speak: "Mother, although the clothes are so torn that they can't be broken anymore, it can't be just because of this... just break the pot and smash it?"

She looked hesitant and said in a hesitant tone, "My concubine thinks, why don't you save me a little more?"

Her expression was full of distrust towards Mingxi, and her eyes were full of regret when she looked at the pile of clothes, as if she had already seen a pile of tatters.

Ming Xi turned her head and looked at her with a complicated expression, her tone was a little sad: "Baby, can we trust each other more? Do you just look down on me like this?"

Chu Liangyuan: ...

This is not a question of trust or distrust.

It's all broken like this, unless the top embroiderer makes a move, there may be some hope.

There are probably only two consequences for the empress to make a move, make it more broken, or let it be scrapped on the spot.

No doubt everyone thought so.

Only Concubine Rong, Mingxi's brainless fan, suddenly closed her eyes, asked the palace maid to bring the scissors, and handed them to Mingxi ruthlessly: "Your Majesty, please do it, this concubine trusts you!"

It's nothing more than more shabby, anyway, she has asked the Shangyi Bureau to send over all the clothes she wore in previous years, so she can barely make do with picking a few pieces.

The most important thing is that the empress is happy!

Everyone understood what she was planning, and they all echoed: "Yes, the concubine/concubine also believes in the empress!"

No matter what, show your loyalty first!

Ming Xi took the scissors with trembling hands, unable to express her excitement.

Unexpectedly, they actually trusted her so much!
Such an important matter can be safely entrusted to her!
Ming Xi took a deep breath, thinking, she must live up to everyone's expectations!

Mingxi asked Luyao to spread out the skirt, she held a corner, raised the scissors, and cut it off drastically.

After cutting in twos and twos, Mingxi turned around excitedly, and was about to share her inspiration and joy, when she saw the group of women who kept saying they trusted her, all closed their eyes and looked away.

Mingxi: ...

What about trust?

hetui!

(End of this chapter)