Chapter 142 Marshal?(2/2)
Not to mention how exquisite the workmanship of the clothes I am wearing is, and how comfortable it is to wear.
Just speaking of the fabric used to make this dress, it was a fabric I had never seen before.
Wouldn't it be a pity if I accidentally wore such a rare and exquisitely made piece of clothing that got dirty or torn?
"Miss Liu."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Kriike looked at the little cutie's puzzled look and carefully stroked his clothes a few times.
"Miss Liu, I'd better change it."
As soon as Kriike finished speaking, his pretty eyes were filled with anticipation.
The little cutie turned back and glanced at Kriiko, and shook her head helplessly.
"You girl, why are you so stubborn? Just listen to me."
Listening to the little cutie's somewhat helpless tone, Kriike's mood became more and more tangled.
There are two reasons why I reluctantly wear this outfit.
On the one hand, the reason is because I really like this piece of clothing so much that I can't bear to get it dirty and damaged.
The other reason is that I want to take this piece of clothing and plan to go find the caravans from Dalong to find out how I can buy more of this type of clothing.
It's a pity that Kriike has no idea how naive his current thoughts are.
In other words, at this time, she simply could not imagine what the caravan owners from the Dalong Celestial Dynasty would think once they saw the fabric of her clothes and the craftsmanship used to make them.
What kind of reaction.
The fabric of the clothes is supplied to the current king of the country and many royal relatives and nobles in the palace, coupled with the ingenious craftsmanship of the female officials in the palace's dressing room.
How dare a small caravan like me sell such clothes with so many heads on its neck!
Kriike was in a tangled mood. After thinking quickly and secretly in his heart, he looked hesitant and gently struggled twice with the arm held by the little cutie.
"Miss Liu, Yi Ke really couldn't bear to wear such nice clothes."
After the little cutie walked to the desk and stopped, she looked back helplessly at Kriiko who looked hesitant.
"Yike, you, you, what do you want my sister to say to you?
Sister, I just told you, the left and right are nothing more than a piece of clothing.
I tell you to wear it, so just wear it."
"Miss Liu, I...I..."
"Yike, if you don't obey me, my sister will make me angry."
When Cree heard what the little cutie said, he immediately nodded without hesitation.
"Miss Liu, I listen to you. Isn't it okay for me to dress well?"
"Oh, isn't this right?
Please wait a moment, sister, I will go find some clothes for you."
Hearing this, Keli Yike hurriedly nodded his head a few times.
"Hey, I'll leave it to you, Miss Liu."
After about half a cup of tea.
The little cutie tied the bag and handed it to Kriiko with a smile on her face.
"Miss Yi Ke, let's go. I'll see you off, sister."
Seeing this, Cree hurriedly took the bundle from the little cutie's hand.
"Yes, yes, yes, we have Miss Laoliu."
"There is no need to work or not, just walk around."
"Miss Liu, please go first."
"Together, together."
Half a day later.
Little Cutie and Kriyike, talking and laughing, walked to the place where Liu Dashao, Song Qing, Cheng Kai and a large group of others had been sawing wood.
Seeing the lively scenes around the bonfires ahead, the little cutie paused slightly and instinctively turned her neck to look around.
Soon, the little cutie found her stinky father in the crowd beside the bonfire.
Under the eyes of the little cutie, at this moment, Young Master Liu was holding a toast in his hand with a smile on his face, and he was shouting at each other with more than a hundred craftsmen in the rear army.
"Come on, brothers, let's have another drink."
"Let's toast to the handsome man."
"Hahaha, let's drink together, let's drink together."
When Keli heard the soldiers calling him Young Master Liu, he immediately turned to look at the little cutie beside him with a strange expression on his face. He was also staring at the bonfire in front of him with a strange expression.
Marshal? Marshal?
Miss Liu's father is a handsome man, so isn't Miss Liu her? What kind of status does that mean?
Born as a businessman? Born in business? Are you kidding me?
Which businessman's daughter's father would be called a handsome man by a group of soldiers?
Just, just.
But the words came back again. According to his father, shouldn't the two people named Zhang Kuang and Nangong Ye be the military marshals of the Great Dragon Celestial Dynasty?
Now, why is there another handsome man?
The little cutie retracted her gaze, took a deep breath with a strange expression, smiled softly, waved to Kriike, and walked forward first.
"Yike, let's keep walking."
Hearing this, Keli Yike nodded hurriedly a few times.
"Yeah, yeah, okay."
Kriiko responded softly, followed closely beside the little cutie, and took a quick peek at the bonfire in the distance, where a figure was waving the wine glass in his hand bohemianly.
Marshal? Marshal? ()
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