030 First floor
The next morning, Murong Xueyan took Ziyuan to Chengde Buzhuang to choose cloth.
Ziyuan is very puzzled about Murong Xueyan's behavior: "Didn't you say 'packaging'? Is the packaging just to buy a few sets of clothes?"
"There is a saying that 'people rely on clothes and Buddha rely on gold clothes', but don't underestimate the importance of clothes to a woman. This is just the most basic packaging. Murong Xueyan explained patiently and pulled Ziyuan into Buzhuang.
"Miss Ziyuan, your skin is white, and you can control any color. However, the point is that the clothes should be set off, durable, and look young and energetic. Murong Xueyan's eyes moved from the cloth and analyzed, "White is pure, light green is fresh, pink is delicate, lavender is noble... Boss Yuan, I want all these cloths."
"Yes." Yuan Guangjin saw Murong Xueyan's identity at a glance - the men's clothing she wore came from his cloth.
Murong Xueyan continued to choose, and her eyes stopped on the silk with a colorful butterfly pattern on a white background. Look at the fabric, light and elegant, very suitable for summer, look at the pattern, refreshing and pleasant, pleasant to the eyes, the song and dance the night after tomorrow - there is!
"Boss Yuan, please prepare a pen and paper."
"Yes." Yuan Guangjin responded and ordered his servants to prepare paper and pens.
Murong Xueyan wrote a painting. With less than a column of incense, the design drawing of a piece of clothing appeared on the paper.
"Please invite your most capable tailor in Buzhuang. I want to explain the design of this dress to him." Murong Xueyan said sideways.
"Yes." Yuan Guangjin took the order to invite a tailor. Ziyuan and Xiurong beside him were puzzled and asked in unison, "What's the use of this dress?"
"Performance clothes." Murong Xueyan blinked, and a plan was brewing in her heart. The performance the night after tomorrow must be overshadowed by Hua Kui, so that the purple guise can be amazing and turn over from then on.
In a few, the tailor of Chengde Buzhuang has been brought to him.
"The design of this dress is relatively complicated. I will come to pick it up in person in the evening the day after tomorrow. I don't know if I can make it in time?" Murong Xueyan asked first.
"Two and a half days... I should be able to get out." The tailor is full of confidence.
"In that case, I'll tell you about the design of this dress." Murong Xueyan pointed to her picture and said, "First of all, the collar should be designed as such a three-dimensional collar. A thin layer of cotton can be added between the two layers of silk as a filler to ensure its three-dimensional shape, and then the front skirt should be designed as a tie. That is to say, in fact, this dress is equivalent to an improved cloak. The sleeves are designed to be the same size as the usual clothes, but the whole sleeve should be hung with a large piece of cloth, which is connected to the waist. When you open your arms, it looks like a butterfly, and the back should be designed with a long tail. Only when you walk can you look graceful and fragrant step by step..."
After saying that, everyone stared at her with admiration, and even the tailor, who was used to strange clothes, asked, "Son, where is this... from?"
"From my mind!" Murong Xueyan blinked her eyes playfully and immediately said to Yuan Guangjin, "This dress is made of silk with this butterfly pattern, and a few pieces of cloth we just picked will be cut into the favorite dress style of the rich lady. Three days later, it will be sent to Yihongyuan to this Ziyuan girl."
"Yes. The little man is tailored for the girl. It was expected that it was not a strange thing for a girl from Yihongyuan to go in and out of Chengde Buzhuang. Not to mention Yuan Guangjin, even the tailor had a strange expression.
After measuring the size, Murong Xueyan paid a deposit and took Ziyuan and Xiurong back to Yihongyuan. Along the way, Ziyuan became more and more curious, and finally couldn't help asking, "Mr. Mu, what are your plans for the program the night after tomorrow?"
"The secrets cannot be leaked. And you will know soon." Murong Xueyan smiled mysteriously.
The sedan chair has returned to the door of the backyard of Yihong Courtyard, and the three of them fished in and returned to Ziyuan's room.
In two days, Murong Xueyan "trained" Ziyuan. Ziyuan has been neglected for a long time, and it is common for her to stay out of the door all day long, and everyone has not noticed that she is different from before.
On the afternoon of the third day, Murong Xueyan took Xiurong to Chengde Buzhuang to accept the "performance costume" she personally designed. The neckline, sleeves and skirt are all designed according to her pattern. The fabric is exquisite, and the tailoring is noble. Hanging on the hanger makes people love it at a glance. Murong Xueyan is full of appreciation for the tailor's craftsmanship.
"Boss Yuan, I am very satisfied with this dress. The rest of the money can be paid now. Murong Xueyan turned around and said. But I saw two more people beside Yuan Guangjin for no reason--
Liu Xiangxiang and her maid Chun'er. This is called meeting on a narrow road.
"Yo, our princess has been missing for two days and three nights, but she has spare time to make clothes here." Murong Xueyan didn't open her mouth yet, and Liu Xiangxiang sarcasticly first.
"Make way." Murong Xueyan was anxious to take her clothes back to Yihongyuan and had no intention to argue with her.
"Boss Yuan, how much silver is this dress?" Liu Xiangxiang saw her eagerness, deliberately made things difficult, and crossed her waist to block her way. Seeing Murong Xueyan dressed up as a man, she thought that she must have something to hide from others, so she was fearless and dared to embarrass the princess who was personally sealed by the Empress Dowager.
"This dress is customized by the princess and cannot be resold to others." Yuan Guangjin changed his name quickly, which shows that his ability to use the rudder is not bad.
"What if I pay double the price?" Liu Xiangxiang made the conditions.
"You can't sell..." Yuan Guangjin looked at Murong Xueyan with a more and more hesitant look and shook his head resolutely.
"Five times." Liu Xiangxiang increased his voice.
Five times... This number is very tempting. Yuan Guangjin took a peek at Murong Xueyan. She is a princess... It seems that she can't afford to offend the princess for money...
"Ten times!" Liu Xiangxiang shouted without giving up.
Murong Xueyan couldn't stand it anymore and exploded in an instant: "Liu Xiangxiang, this is the clothes ordered by me. You also want to fight. Why, do you think it's fun to compete with me, or is there someone who supports you behind your back?"
"No, I just fell in love with this dress." Liu Xiangxiang's bottom tone went on. Unexpectedly, Murong Xueyan would "do power" in public regardless of her image.
"Unlikely, this dress will never give in. As a concubine, you should serve the prince peacefully. Don't want to fight with me!" Murong Xueyan deliberately pretended to be fierce and fierce, which shocked Liu Xiangxiang.
Nangongyi's little wives...
This guy said that he only loved Yunfei and pretended to be like a love saint, but there were three little wives in the family! A promiscuous man!
"Boss Yuan, wrap up your clothes." Without saying a word, Murong Xueyan took out the silver ticket. Yuan Guangjin was still stunned, and Xiurong hurriedly urged, "Boss Yuan, what are you still doing?"
"Oh, right now, right now." Yuan Guangjin took the silver ticket from Murong Xueyan and hurriedly ordered someone to pack his clothes.
Murong Xueyan completely regarded Liu Xiangxiang as a transparent object. After everything was completed, she ordered Xiurong to hold the wrapped clothes in her hand. When she left, she passed Liu Xiangxiang's side, deliberately bumped her away with her arms and walked straight by.
Liu Xiangxiang was so angry that she had no choice but to look at Murong Xueyan. When she returned to the royal palace and saw Nangong Yi, she described the hidden secret of Murong Xueyan's disappearance.
On the other side, Murong Xueyan returned to Ziyuan's residence in Yihongyuan as soon as possible.
"It's so beautiful!" Ziyuan was overjoyed when she saw the dress.
"How about I put it on and show you the color?" Murong Xueyan smiled with a smile on her lips, and her eyes were fixed on the purple guise.
"You?!" After getting along with each other for a few days, Ziyuan still didn't know her identity as a woman.
Before Ziyuan could say anything more, Murong Xueyan had dodged behind the screen, asked Xiurong to help her take off her men's robe, put on this customized "performance costume", put on the sleeves, tie the ribbon on her chest, and walk out from behind the screen.
Gently raise the jade hand, swirl like a butterfly, put on this specially designed dress, and make Murong Xue look like a flying butterfly.
Red crisp hands, small waist, jade face hanging down, hair flying... Only a woman can be so beautiful and breathtaking.
A few applause sounded. Murong Xueyan only said that it was Ziyuan or Xiurong. Looking back, she saw Yan Wushuang standing at the door with a smile.
What a strange woman... Yan Wushuang praised in her heart that if she danced a song by herself, she would definitely make a sensation in the capital and spread her name all over the world, but she transferred these amazing beauties to others, and she was shocked and cared with no desire to fight for her.
"Miss Ziyuan, try it on." Murong Xueyan took off her clothes and handed them to Ziyuan. After taking over the clothes, Ziyuan flashed to the screen and tried them on by herself.
Not long after, Ziyuan appeared in the sight of everyone in this dress.
"It's really a different person." Yan Wushuang circled around Ziyuan and couldn't help praising, "The design of this dress is simple and elegant, and it also has a sense of spirit. Who did it come from?"
"It was designed by my king... my young lady!" Xiurong looked so proud that she was praised by others.
Yan Wushuang's words were a little insightful. Murong Xueyan felt a confidant. She looked up and looked into her eyes and smiled like flowers: "Boss Yan, you go out first. We can't give you a surprise when it's Ziyuan's turn to perform in the evening."
"The girl who sells the customs." Yan Wushuang was also straightforward. Without further questioning, she walked out of the room and closed the door.
The shadow of the sun is dark, the twilight is in four, and the darkness will devour the world bit by bit.
After dinner, Murong Xueyan ordered Xiurong to carefully make up the face of Ziyuan. The purple gull's facial features themselves are good-looking, and the role of makeup is to decorate and highlight. Put a small half of the green silk in one place, only tie the hairband at the end of the hair, and the upper part of the hair is tied into a casual and enchanting bun; carefully trace the eyebrows, make the eye shadow according to the color level, draw the eyeliner, so that the eyes look more full of watery; put gold powder on both sides of the nose to create a three-dimensional sense of the bridge of the nose; in two The cheeks were covered with pink blush - then called "peach blossom makeup", which made her face look shiny and shiny. After the makeup, Murong Xueyan personally drew the shape of a thumb-sized flower with cinnabar between her eyebrows, which was even more charming.
I am also very satisfied with Ziyuan's mirror.