food queen

Chapter 409 Fat Dragon Purse (2)
These three are all old people in the harem, and they are extremely prudent in speaking and doing things. Han Qian has nothing to worry about, anyway, she is not a person who likes to worry about things, so it is better to be free.

All kinds of silk brocades that were newly purchased from the Weaving Mansion were brought in, and a room was slowly set up in the side hall of Fengzhang Hall, colorful, one roll after another, and it was even more lively than a silk shop.

"This year's brocade has added a few more plain colors." Apple led Han Qian to the side, pointed to some plain brocades and said, "This frosty white brocade is very good, and it can be paired with the furs that the Northwest paid tribute to. The empress made two cloaks. There is also this jade-colored satin, which is better than last year's, and it is embroidered with orchid patterns with gold thread. It can be used as a spring and autumn cloak or outer robe for the empress..."

Han Qian touched each of them one by one, and said, "Take this jade-colored one back to the third sister-in-law. This cream-colored one is for the eldest sister-in-law, and this ivory-colored one is for the second sister-in-law. My mother just passed away, and the three sister-in-laws in the family want to buy it." It's better to wear plain clothes than ordinary ones."

"Yes." Although Apple knows that there is no shortage of this in the family, the meaning of the empress's reward is naturally different.

Han Qian pointed to the four primrose-colored tribute satins and said, "These four are for Jin'er, Yu'er, Chai'er, and Gu Ningshuang."

Apple hurriedly responded again.

Han Qian turned around and took another look at those bright eyes, pointed at the two bright red brocades, and said, "Send these two to Xiyue."

Apple'er heard that she had thought of everyone, and hurriedly reminded: "Your Majesty, you pick two horses of the color you like, so that I can cut spring clothes for you."

"I make so many clothes every year, and I can't even wear them. I keep them in boxes. Don't cut them this year." Han Qian shook his head.

"You can't say that, if the empress doesn't cut new clothes, how will the people below live?" Apple persuaded.

Han Qian thought so too, if he didn't cut the spring clothes, the women of the Dayun Dynasty would not dare to cut new clothes. If this word spread, the common people would think that the court was so poor that even the queen wouldn't wear new clothes up.So he smiled lightly and shook his head, and casually pointed to the new green, light orange, honey-colored and ice-blue silks and satins: "Just these two. The court dress is naturally bright yellow, and the dress is naturally bright red. Let’s make Yanfu in a different color.”

Apple quickly replied: "Yes."

"By the way, it's time to make some small clothes for the children, right?" Han Qian asked suddenly.

Pingguo hurriedly laughed and said: "This slave has already thought of it, but I have been busy for a few days and haven't finished the work. I will show it to the empress when it is finished."

"You did what you wanted. This mother in the palace should make him a dress herself, right?" Han Qian raised her hand to caress her still flat stomach, and frowned again: "It's been three months. , why can't you see it?"

"It's true that you won't show your pregnancy for three months. Ma'am, don't worry. Didn't the imperial physician say that the little prince is growing very well in my majesty's belly." Pingguo comforted her with a smile, "As for the little clothes... Your majesty is pregnant now." It's really not suitable to be tired after caring for the child, let these things be left to the servants."

Han Qian chuckled: "You just said that I can't do needlework, and I don't blame you."

Pingguo hurriedly bowed and didn't dare to answer.

In the evening, Han Qian asked Pingguo to open the box of old things that she had brought in when she entered the palace, and rummaged through it to find the little apron, jacket, and socks she wore when she was a baby.There were two very exquisite ones. After seeing them, Han Qian put them down again. In the end, she picked up one with barely passable embroidery, but held it in her hand and couldn't bear to put it down.

The nanny watched from the side, and hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, it's getting late, Lord Long Live should be back by now, the slaves should put these things away."

"What is this?" Yun Shuo had already entered the door. He saw Han Qian looking at a small box in a daze. He took off his cloak and walked up to him. After underestimating the things in her hand, he smiled: "Such a cute little dress." , is it for our children?"

Han Qian laughed: "Didn't Your Majesty see that these are old clothes?"

"Old ones?" How could Yun Shuo fail to see that they are old ones, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Han Qian frowning and deliberately changed the subject, "Whose old clothes brought in... Ah! Shouldn't it be?" Will it be yours?"

"Why can't it be mine?" Han Qian unfolded the little bellyband, looked it over and over carefully several times, and said with a smile, "This is mother's handiwork, so the nanny kept it for me all the time. Mother After she passed away, the third sister-in-law packed up these things and sent them to the palace for me."

"The handiwork of the eldest princess?" Yun Shuo grinned and took a look at the small bellyband, shaking his head again and again.

Han Qian immediately glared dissatisfiedly: "Why? Don't you think it's bad?"

"Well... Whether it's good or bad depends on who you compare it with." Yun Shuo smiled and sat down beside her, stretched his arms around her waist, and gently pressed his fingers on her lower abdomen.

"Compared with whom?" Han Qianming knew what he meant, and asked angrily.

Yun Shuo chuckled lightly and said, "Compared to my queen, Princess Dachang's embroidery work can be called ingenious, right?"

"Am I that bad?!" Han Qian wanted to turn around but was held back by him, because he couldn't face each other, so even staring at him lost a bit of momentum.

"No, no..." Yun Shuo hurriedly laughed, "The main reason is that I have never seen the Queen's needlework, so there is no comparison, so it doesn't matter who is better."

"I'll embroider one for you tomorrow!" Han Qian angrily said.

"For those who are celebrating Chinese New Year, you are not allowed to use needles and threads." Yun Shuo hurriedly said, "Besides, our child will not be born in several months, you don't need to be so anxious as a mother, right? Why don't you give me the gift first How about some embroidery to practice your hands?"

"Why should I embroider for you?"

"Before girls get married, they always repair a handkerchief for their lover, such as a purse, and I have never received anything embroidered by the queen." Yun Shuo said this with a little regret on his face.

"The girl is so nice, why do you still pester me?" Han Qian asked back.

"..." Yun Shuo had nothing to say when he was asked, so he could only sigh, lowered his head and sucked her lips hard, "I don't know why, it's just like this anyway. How about you tell me, Why exactly?"

"Because I'm better than others! You still ask such a simple question, Brother Emperor, you are really stupid than me!" Han Qian pulled back a round and smiled triumphantly.

"Ugh!" Yun Shuo smiled in surprise, raised his hand and tapped Han Qian's forehead, then shook his head helplessly.

"Why, am I wrong?" Han Qian raised her round chin and asked arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, absolutely right." Yun Shuo nodded repeatedly.

The next day, Han Qian asked Pingguo'er to bring some pieces of bright yellow silk, asking for patterns and needlework again.Yun Shuo felt that being idle was boring anyway, and it would be nice to have something to do for her, so he didn't stop her.

(End of this chapter)