Hearing this, Zhao Xing looked back at the clothes in his hands.

Seeing this, I suddenly froze.

But just for a moment, she came back to her senses and smiled awkwardly.

"It seems a bit old-fashioned."

With that said, she put her clothes back to their original places.

Zhao Kun shook his head and looked at the guy beside him.

"Go and get the clothes the tailor sent yesterday!"

"good!"

The waiter responded, turned around and walked outside.

After a while, he came out with a red skirt.

Zhao Kun took the skirt and handed it to Jin Yun.

"Xiao Liu, these are the clothes that were delivered yesterday. Do you want to try them on..."

"This skirt is so beautiful!" Before Zhao Kun could finish his words, Zhao Xing snatched the skirt away: "Second brother has such a good sense. This skirt suits me very well. I want it!"

Zhao Xinghui held the skirt and gestured in front of him, looking very fond of it.

Zhao Kun frowned, but he didn't expect that Zhao Xing would immediately grab the dress he chose for Jin Yun.

"Hui'er, I gave this skirt to Xiaoliu."

"Really?" Zhao Xing replied, pretending to be pitiful: "I thought the Xiaoliu the second brother was talking about was me!"

"not me……"

"Second brother, forget it, give it to her if she likes it. This skirt is too flashy, I still prefer something more modest."

With that said, Jin Yun picked up a light blue skirt.

The skirt has no complicated style and looks very plain.

She just took one look and fell in love with it.

"Second brother, I will buy this one!"

"Don't say whether you want to buy it or not. When you come to Second Brother's shop, can you still spend money? As long as you like it, Second Brother will give it to you."

"How can that be done!"

"Why not? You helped me solve such a big trouble. What's wrong with giving you a skirt?" As he said, Zhao Kun shook his head: "No, one skirt is not enough. I will take you to pick out a few more."

Zhao Kun pulled Jin Yun and passed Zhao Xinghui's side.

Seeing Zhao Kun ignoring her, Zhao Xinghui's face darkened and he gritted his teeth in anger.

Help Jinyun choose a dress, but he actually doesn't help her choose it.

She is obviously the one Xiao Liu who grew up with him!

Jinyun chose two more skirts in the shop.

"Second brother, I have chosen!"

"Why are there only three?" Zhao Kun was a little surprised: "Xiao Liu, it's rare for you to come here, please choose a few more!"

"It's already good to have three skirts that I can wear interchangeably, but I can't wear any more."

"How could it be? Don't you girls all like to buy beautiful clothes? Look back, she makes several skirts every month, and didn't she choose a lot today?"

Zhao Xinghui had just finished picking out a dress and came over when he heard Zhao Kun's words.

She frowned, feeling that Zhao Kun was mocking her.

She placed the selected skirt on the counter.

When he turned to look at Zhao Kun, he quickly put on a smile.

"Second brother, you said you would give me a skirt. Can you give me all these skirts?"

Hearing Zhao Xing's reply, Jin Yun turned around and took a look.

I saw seven or eight skirts piled on the counter.

Suddenly, Jin Yun felt some pain in his body.

With so many skirts, Zhao Xing replied that he was going to make Zhao Kun bleed profusely!

"Shopkeeper, please send someone to deliver the skirt to the General's Mansion later!"

"Thank you, second brother! I knew that second brother was the best to me!"

Zhao Xinghui quickly stepped forward and took Zhao Kun's arm.

Zhao Kun's expression froze and he quickly pulled his hand back.

"Hui'er, there are differences between men and women. It's inappropriate for you to do this."

"But we were like this before!"

Zhao Xing looked back at him, his eyes filled with innocence.

As soon as Zhao Kun met her eyes, he looked away awkwardly.

"I thought we were brothers and sisters before, but...but we are not related by blood. It's better to pay more attention in the future!"

"oh!"

Zhao Xing narrowed his eyes and took his hand back.

A hint of sinisterness quickly flashed across her eyes.

Well done to Zhao Kun for wanting to end the relationship with her so quickly.

In this case, she has nothing to worry about!

On the day of haircut ceremony, Zhao Li hosted a banquet for many people.

Since bringing Jin Yun back, she has not had the chance to properly introduce her baby daughter to everyone.

There were many people coming to attend the wedding ceremony, and she wanted to take this opportunity to formally introduce Jinyun to everyone.

Early that morning, she took her maid and went to Jinyun's room to dress her up.

"This one is beautiful and matches your skin tone."

"This one is not bad, it suits your temperament."

Zhao Li looked at the three skirts in front of her, becoming more and more satisfied with them.

Her daughter is good-looking and has fair skin. She looks good no matter what she wears.

It's a pity that she doesn't seem to be interested in clothes or jewelry.

I asked her to pick out clothes a few days ago, but she came back with only three skirts.

Apart from the jade hairpin, the only jewelry left was the ones sent by King Anyang.

"Let's wear this one today, it's simple and elegant."

Jinyun chose the light blue one from the three skirts.

Zhao Li took a look and shook her head.

"Isn't it too plain?"

"It's better to be modest. I don't want to be too eye-catching. Otherwise, Xing Hui will blame me for stealing her limelight."

"You kid, why are you always thinking about others?"

Zhao Li looked at her, feeling a little distressed in her heart.

She must have suffered a lot in the countryside before, so she matured so early.

Jin Yun smiled slightly and did not explain.

She didn't care if Zhao Xinghui's limelight would be stolen.

What she just said was just a joke!

She would choose this skirt simply because she likes it.

Jin Yun changed into a skirt and asked Xiao Tao to put her hair into a simple bun.

She reached out to pick up the hosta, but suddenly remembered that Gu Ze had sent a bunch of jewelry before.

Those are his wishes. Wouldn't it be inappropriate if she didn't wear them even once?

Thinking about it, Jin Yun turned to look at Xiao Tao.

"Xiao Tao, go and get the glazed hairpin given by King Anyang."

"promise!"

Xiaotao responded, took out the glass hairpin from the cabinet, and put it on Jinyun's bun.
To be continued...