Empress Industrial Project

Chapter 422 Reconciliation ([-])

"I like it." Qiao Yurong finally softened up, with a hint of tenderness in her voice.

Xiao Yuanming hugged Qiao Yurong's hand more tightly and said: "I said I would give you the throne, so I won't fool you casually. After this first month, I will start to arrange everything."

"Xiao Yuanming, aren't you thinking about it?" Qiao Yurong lowered her head, her voice was low, she couldn't see clearly what she was thinking.

Xiao Yuanming's voice was gentle: "It's getting late, I'll take you home and have a good rest, then you can wait for the news at the Zhenbei Palace with peace of mind, if you are bored staying in the Palace, take Eunuch Mo with you." Go around, this world is yours, you can also check how prosperous Yanjing is."

Can ancient prosperity have modern prosperity?

Qiao Yurong pouted, but didn't speak.

Xiao Yuanming hugged Qiao Yurong and said softly, "Let's go home."

Qiao Yurong lowered her head and let Xiao Yuanming hold her.

Being hugged like this, smelling the pleasant scent of cold plum, Qiao Yurong recalled in a trance the picture of her father carrying her home when she was young. At that time, she only felt that her father's back made her feel at ease, but now Xiao The warmth that Yuan Ming holds so carefully in both hands is like a mountain that will not fall down. She seems to never have to be afraid that her world will suddenly fall down. Standing tall and heavy in front of her is her own world.

Qiao Yurong just curled up in Xiao Yuanming's arms and fell asleep faintly.

By the time she woke up, it was already daytime the next day.

In her memory, it has been a long time since she traveled to the days when she could lazily lie on the bed and dry her buttocks.

Traveling through the Northland is all kinds of busy work, and it will be easier to go to Yanjing.

Thinking of this easy day, Xiao Yuanming gave it to himself.

Qiao Yurong lay lazily, stretched her waist, and called, "Old Mo."

Eunuch Mo came in at the sound, looked at Qiao Yurong who was awake, his loving mother and kind eyes were full of kindness: "My lord, are you awake?"

Qiao Yurong nodded: "Bring the clothes."

Eunuch Mo hurriedly brought clothes, all men's clothes.

Qiao Yurong shook her head: "Take the women's clothing."

what?
Women's clothing?

Eunuch Mo was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong.

Qiao Yurong laughed: "No one here knows that I am the prince of Zhenbei. I have wronged myself by wearing men's clothes for what I do, so I wear women's clothes and go shopping outside. I have been tied up for more than a month, and I haven't seen the daylight." What kind of Yanjing is it?"

Eunuch Mo nodded quickly and said he was going out to get women's clothes.

Then the women's clothes were brought from behind, followed by a maid who also walked in.

The servant girl's face was clear and beautiful, her eyebrows were lowered and she was extremely respectful, she knelt down in front of Qiao Yurong: "The servant girl Luhen kowtows to the master."

Qiao Yurong said lightly, "Serve me to get dressed."

Ancient clothes are annoying, she doesn't know how to wear them, and she still needs someone to serve her.

Lu Hen respectfully stepped forward to dress Qiao Yurong carefully, and said as she put it on, "Girl, this dress is specially prepared by the master for the girl, and it is made of jade."

Made of jade?
Qiao Yurong has never heard of it: "Are you kidding, Yu can make clothes?"

Lvhen smiled and said: "Of course it is possible, the master has always liked jade, so he ground a lot of jade, and used hundreds of skillful craftsmen to try their best to weave jade clothes with the fine powder. , the master will only wear low-grade silk clothes when he goes out, and jade silk clothes in the court or in the palace."

(End of this chapter)