Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 1192 Make Clothes For The Emperor
"Then the culprit of this matter should be that Wang Weicai, it's none of my business, this Captain Shen's brain is really funny." Xiao Liu stood up with contempt.

Yan Palace.

After hearing the second prince's report, the emperor was furious: "Is this Lieutenant Shen full of fools in his head? Can he do such a stupid thing? What should the emperor say about this matter?"

"The most urgent task is to appease King Han's anger, after all we don't care about this matter.

Now that this matter has been brought up, it is still necessary to give an explanation, so let the Ministry of Punishment investigate, and then make an apology to King Han, and make it clear. "The second prince pondered.

"Okay, you are responsible for this matter, and settle it before tomorrow. Don't let Captain Shen make any troubles, and then you will go to make an apology yourself. Make sure King Han feels our sincerity."

After Yanhuang got angry, he felt a little uncomfortable, and sat on the dragon chair and took a deep breath.

"Yes, father, take care of your health, and my son will leave." The third prince paused when he left, with the corners of his mouth raised.

In the other courtyard, Xiao Liu changed into light clothes, "Chunlan, go and find me some better fabrics suitable for men."

"Princess, do you want to make clothes for the prince?" Chunlan asked.

"Well, go quickly, get some more, I'm bringing some tricks."

Soon, Chunlan came over with a lot of cloth, "Princess, can you see these?"

Xiao Liu nodded, then looked at the cloth and didn't know what to do with it.

She really doesn't know how to knit this female red, and she walks around touching her chin, what should she do?

Chunlan reminded: "Princess, you should measure the size first when making clothes."

Xiao Liu is bright, that's right, she couldn't wait to run to find Nangong Han with the ruler.

Seeing her coming, Nangong Han put down the pen in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"Get up." Xiao Liu stepped forward and pulled him up.

Then he gestured up and down with the ruler, blinked, and turned around: "How to measure?"

Chunlan reminded: "Measure shoulder width, waist circumference, height..."

"Oh... I see." Xiao Liu gestured behind him with a ruler.

He muttered, "How long is the right length? Here, um... that's all..."

Nangong Han's eyebrows twitched, is this going to make clothes for him?

"little six……"

"Okay." Xiao Liu took the ruler and strode out.

Nangong Han: "..."

He hasn't spoken yet, can't he wait? ?
Followed forward, wanted to see Xiao Liu how to make clothes.

Xiao Liu went back to the room, took the scissors, looked at the blue fabric on the table, and confidently cut down with one knife, and then another knife.

I quickly cut a few pieces of fabric, and confidently picked them up to sew, but why do I feel that the two sides are not the same size?
The scissors cut off the excess, ah, no, too much.

It's okay, I'm cutting some here.

In the end, she nodded in satisfaction, picked up the needle and thread and started to sew, but she suddenly paused: "It doesn't look right!"

Nangong Han, who was hiding outside the door, kept twitching. Looking at the fabric in Xiao Liu's hand, he probably couldn't stretch an arm in.

In the end, Chunlan said euphemistically, "Master, isn't this too small for the prince?"

Xiao Liu took a closer look and hesitated, "Are you young?"

A unified nod of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Xiao Liu touched his chin, what should we do?

She paced the room again for a while, "Yes, haha, I'm so smart."

"Go, bring the prince's clothes from inside to outside, and bring me a set."

Nangonghan outside the door was puzzled, this girl didn't give up, she just wanted to fool him with something made by someone else?
(End of this chapter)