Chapter 81 The Flaming Dance Clothes

"Let's go, let's go take a look at the clothes." Seeing that she was still worrying about the country and the people, Jiang Yu couldn't help smiling and waving at her.

Following the instructions of the previous visitor, Jiang Yu and Lan Xin walked through several courtyards and came to a secluded and desolate courtyard.

Although the ground was paved with blue bricks, the bricks and stones were dilapidated, and weeds grew in the gaps. Several houses were also in a state of disrepair. The house was cleaned fairly clean in front of the door, and it looked like someone lived in it.

Lan Xin looked at those rooms, and asked Jiang Yu with some uncertainty: "Ma'am, which room does the father-in-law live in?"

"I don't know, go knock on the door and have a look?"

Lan Xin walked over, hesitated, and knocked on the door of the leftmost room, but there was no response from the door.

Lan Xin increased her strength and knocked again.

A violent scold came from inside: "Who is it! What are you knocking!"

After a while, a little eunuch came to open the door. He seemed to be taking a nap, with a tired look on his face.

"Who are you looking for?" He looked Lan Xin up and down.

"Excuse me, are you the prince?"

"Next door." The little eunuch weakly pointed to the next room.

"Thank you, he - isn't he resting too?" Lan Xin asked worriedly.

"Rest?" The little eunuch curled his lips, "He never takes a nap, he must be playing with his rags! I don't know what a sweeper does with those!"

After finishing speaking, with a "bang", the door was closed.

It is estimated that the little eunuch went back to sleep again.

Lan Xin froze for a moment, then looked back at Jiang Yu, Jiang Yu waved her hand, and they came to the door next door together.

This time it was Jiang Yu who knocked on the door herself.

The person who came to open the door was Hong He, the director of the Future Needle Industry Bureau, who was picking out materials for Jiang Yu that day.

Jiang Yu glanced at the room casually, and found that the room was full of all kinds of fabrics, some in one piece, and some cut into various shapes by scissors.

Scattered fabrics were piled up all over the room, and the clean ones seemed to be a bed and a table.

"Jiang Guiren, please come in." Hong He let them in, "I'm sorry, the slave's room is messy, Jiang Guiren and this girl please make room."

As he spoke, he pulled out a chair from somewhere, brushed off the piles of rags and sundries, and graciously persuaded Jiang Yu to sit down.

Lan Xin wanted to take out her handkerchief to wipe the chair surface for her, but Jiang Yu didn't mind, she pulled the chair over and sat down.

Hong He turned around, dug out from somewhere for a long time, skillfully pulled out a wooden box, and put it on the table in front of Jiang Yu.

"Mistress, please look, this is the dance dress made by the slave for the nobleman."

The wooden box was opened, and inside was a red dress as bright as fire.

Hong He lifted his shoulders and showed them to Jiang Yu. He saw that the skirt was like water, embroidered with faintly visible patterns with gold thread from the right shoulder down.

"Your Majesty, you might as well try it on. If something doesn't fit, I can change it. After trying it on in a while, please call my servant." Hong He said to Jiang Yu seriously.

After speaking, he turned and left the room, closing the door.

Lan Xin drew the curtain in front of the window, spread it out with a large piece of cloth, and covered it for Jiang Yu, and Jiang Yu changed into Hong He's tailored clothes behind a screen.

When she came out from behind the screen, Lan Xin was still holding the cloth with her back facing her, she reminded with a smile: "Lan Xin, I've changed it."

Lan Xin said "Oh" and turned around, so surprised that the cloth in her hand slipped to the ground.

(End of this chapter)

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