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Chapter 430 The Regent's New Clothes (3)
When Yuan Qizheng and Gong Beiyu had already entered the main hall, the people kneeling on the ground got up and started discussing, "Oh my god, is that person really the regent?"

"That's the regent himself, but his clothes..."

"It seems that the workmanship is not very fine."

"Not only is it not fine, it is simply rough, and the stitches are missing stitches!"

Yun Qianmo felt embarrassed when he heard this.

Although she was very happy that Yuan Qizheng did not dislike the clothes she made, but now she was very embarrassed to hear so many people criticizing the workmanship of the clothes.

Fortunately, at this time, Yuan Qizhen turned back, and his phoenix eyes coldly glanced at the place where the discussion was just made.

Those people were frightened to death, but the Prince Regent, who never smiled all the year round, smiled at them. Although it was very shallow, it was enough for them to feel flattered.

Yuan Qiyu gently touched the robe on his body with his hand, coughed lightly, and asked: "Does this king's clothes look good?"

"Ah, it's beautiful, it's so beautiful." Someone immediately echoed.

"It simply sets off the handsome figure of the regent perfectly."

"The Prince Regent is very handsome in his clothes."

"..."

After hearing a lot of strange compliments, Yun Qianmo couldn't help twitching the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Cuiwei grabbed Yun Qianmo's clothes in shock, didn't Yun Qianmo make the clothes on the regent's body? !

After hearing these compliments, Yuan Qizheng was actually very happy, the smile on his face became wider, and he turned around and entered the hall again.

Taking advantage of the regent's good mood, those courtiers all wanted to go in to show their faces, to make sure they were familiar, so for a while, those people rushed to the hall.

In fact, Yun Qianmo didn't want to go in, but it happened that they were standing near the entrance of the main hall, and they were crowded by the crowd, so they had no choice but to go in.

Gong Beiyu knelt on a golden futon, facing the Buddha, and the presiding abbot muttered something. Two elderly monks looked pious and serious, and one of them held a golden basin for Gong Beiyu to clean his hands and burn incense.

The process of burning incense was fast and smooth, and Gong Beiyu was quickly invited by the host into the inner hall that had been prepared.

After the crowd dispersed, Yun Qianmo and Zhang Cuiwei went to the backyard to catch their breath.

"Qianmo, tell me honestly, did you make the robe on the regent's body?"

Zhang Cuiwei's eyes were full of gossip, and after seeing Yun Qianmo nodding, she smiled, and then said seriously: "Qianmo, I'm not talking about you, your female celebrity really needs to work hard. Looking at it from a close distance just now, the stitches embroidered on the hem have not even been cut off, so I really wonder if there are any embroidery needles left on it."

There was a big embarrassment on Yun Qianmo's face, but she was soon amused by Zhang Cuiwei's face of "not listening to the old man's words, I will suffer in front of my eyes", and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, I will practice a little bit."

"Haha, I'll let you in on a secret." Zhang Cuiwei laughed, "Actually, I'm the worst female celebrity, you can still make a robe, I'm afraid I can't even sew the robe. "

"Then you still criticize me."

Yun Qianmo stubbornly scratched her waist, Zhang Cuiwei giggled from the itch, and laughed while hiding: "I don't know how to do it, but I know how to watch."

The happy laughter of the two spread far away in a sea of ​​phoenix flowers.

(End of this chapter)