Why doesn't this king's concubine compete for favor?

Chapter 41
"You see, you are such a crybaby, you still want to be my sister."

Shu Ling was annoyed and laughed, crying and laughing for a while, with snot and tears, Jiang Xin didn't think too much of her, took a handkerchief to wipe her, and said while wiping:

"Well, are you feeling better?"

Shu Ling flat mouth:
"Why am I obviously very angry, but I can't get angry now, you are obviously very bad."

Jiang Xin said innocently:

"What's wrong with me, I always think of you when I have good things." He said and helped Shu Ling wring his nose.

Shu Ling's mood finally cleared up, and he smiled. He felt warm in his heart. After a second, he saw that the handkerchief in Jiang Xin's hand was actually his handkerchief, and he grinned and cried again:

"Jiang Xin, you're bullying me again!"

Jiang Xin threw away the handkerchief, and laughed so hard.

Soon, the two reconciled as before, talking and laughing.

The laughter here could not stop piercing into the ears of Wen Wenyue who was in the middle of the outer hall. Wen Wenyue clenched her fists tightly, and she pursed her lips tightly, feeling an indescribable anger in her heart, she had to admire Jiang With a heart, you can bend and stretch, and you really have two tricks.

After coaxing Shu Ling, Shu Ling obediently followed Jiang Xin to Nuanyang Hall, and had lunch together, just at this time Lan Ruoshui's tailor also arrived.

Tailor Lan is a woman in her fifties, with quiet eyes and gray temples, but her steps are extremely steady. Li Hua led him into the hall, she respectfully greeted him, calm and determined, and then took out her wooden box in an orderly manner , with various measuring tools inside, it looks like a master level, not only professional, but also has seen the world at first glance.

Shu Ling whispered to Jiang Xin:

"I've heard for a long time that Lan Ruoshui's master Lan has a skillful hand and can make heavenly clothes. Today I finally have the opportunity to meet him. Before, Master Lan only made clothes for the empresses in the palace. Usually, it is hard to find."

Jiang Xin smiled:

"You like it so much, let Master Lan measure it for you first, and ask her to make some for you."

Shu Ling was startled, and waved her hands again and again:

"No, no, this is invited by the prince for you, how can I bear it."

Jiang Xin said indifferently:
"Then what's the matter, what's mine is yours, we sisters don't distinguish between each other."

Shu Ling sneaked a glance at the exquisite fabric, and the unmatched Master Lan:
"I don't want it, it's not good."

Jiang Xin pulled her in front of Master Lan:

"There's nothing wrong with this, don't worry, the prince didn't say he won't let me share it with my sisters."

At this time, Master Lan had already made preparations. Holding a ruler, he stood respectfully aside and asked in a low voice:

"May I ask which honorable person to measure first?"

Jiang Xin directly pushed Shu Ling up:

"She goes first."

Shu Ling was very willing in his heart, but it was out of face. Seeing that Jiang Xin was pushed in front of him, he just pushed the boat along with the flow, but he was extremely grateful to Jiang Xin in his heart, and even deeply speculated about Jiang Xin's unreasonable maliciousness today. heart, and remorse.

When Master Lan was measuring Jiang Xin's body, Master Lan, who had never spoken much before, let out an extremely rare exclamation:
"Jiang Guiren's figure is rare, no matter what he wears, he is very good."

This is undoubtedly the greatest compliment to Jiang Xin's figure. If others say this, it can be regarded as simple flattery, but if it is said by Master Lan, who is well-known in the capital, it has considerable weight.

Shu Ling couldn't help being happy for Jiang Xin:
"Even Master Lan praised you for your good figure, you must be a top-notch person."

(End of this chapter)