"You go back and tell Mrs. Lu, and she will design my palace." Fan Yan said, "Money is not a problem, just get it done, it's best..."
Fan Yan touched his cheek.
Lu Shaoyu looked at Fan Yan with cold eyes.
"What's best?"
"It's best to do it according to Xiao Yun'er's preference." Fan Yan said, "Girls definitely know how to do it better than us."
"How old is Xiao Yun'er? She has not inherited my mother's mantle. How can she know this? The prince should figure it out on his own, or consult with the imperial concubine. The prince's identity is different now, and the palace is a place that represents your face, but
You can’t be careless. According to the rules, arrangements for a place like the Royal Palace should be left to the Ministry of Works. In my opinion, it is better to leave it to the Ministry of Works."
Mu Zhenghan nodded beside him.
He also didn't want his sister to get into this 'trouble'.
King Xuan, also known as Fan Yan, is easy to talk to, but the imperial concubine is not easy to serve. As the companions of King Xuan, they are often called over by the imperial concubine for questioning, and it is very troublesome to deal with them every time. But it's okay, don't look at Lu Shaoyu
He usually doesn't like to talk, but when he meets such a difficult lady, he is not mute at this time, and he always leads her away easily.
"I don't want to leave it to the Ministry of Industry. I'll leave it to them. What's the difference between that and other palaces?" Fan Yan frowned, "But you reminded me. I want to tell my mother and concubine that my palace will be handed over to Lu.
Madam does it.”
Lu Shaoyu and Mu Zhenghan looked at each other.
The two didn't speak, but their eyes revealed the same message: I don't want my mother (sister) to earn this money.
"Your Majesty." The attendant walked in, followed by several servants, who were holding boxes.
Fan Yan glanced at them and said, "What's going on?"
"Miss Lu confiscated it," the attendant said, "I put the things down and left as you told me, but Miss Lu's servant still found us and returned the cakes."
Fan Yan looked at Lu Shaoyu: "Shaoyu, why is Xiaoyun'er more stupid than you?"
"This is not a stubborn idea." Lu Shaoyu said calmly, "Nothing will be done without success? This is what my parents have always taught us."
"I don't have to go back to the palace now, why don't I have dinner with her today?" Fan Yan thought about it, and after saying this idea, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, "Let's go find Xiao Yun'er."
Si Baoge. Lu Zhiyun looked at the sky outside and said with a grimace: "It's so late. Xiao Qing'er fell asleep again when I got back. I can't play with her anymore."
Yang Zheng said from the side: "What's so fun about my sister? I have a lot of younger brothers and sisters at home. All I have to do is wash their faces and comb their hair every day. It's not fun at all."
"Don't you like your younger siblings?" Lu Zhiyun asked.
"I don't like it." Yang Zheng lowered her eyes and pouted.
"If you were paid, would you buy them candy?"
Yang Zheng nodded gently: "Buy it!"
"If you don't see them for a few days, will you worry about them? Will you miss them?"
Yang Zheng fell silent.
Lu Zhiyun patted Yang Zheng: "You actually like them very much, but it's just that over time, you have ignored them."
"Xiao Yun'er, you are obviously younger than me, how come you know everything?" Yang Zheng looked at Lu Zhiyun, "If my sister is as good-looking as you, so sensible and kind, I will definitely like her."
"Take out this thread." Hua Rong put a basket in front of Lu Zhiyun.
There were many tangled threads in the basket, a mess.
"What is this?" Yang Zheng asked.
Hua Rong sneered: "Don't you have eyes? Of course they are threads! These threads are so precious. They were messed up for some reason and now they need to be sorted out."
"Then you can sort it out slowly." Lu Zhiyun smiled, "I won't compete with senior sister for work."
"This is made for you, do you want to be lazy?"
"I have done all the things that the steward aunt has assigned me." Lu Zhiyun said, "Whoever belongs to this job should do it. Forgive me for not accompanying you."
"Lu Zhiyun, do you really think that I dare not deal with you?" Hua Rong's eyes flashed coldly.
"Senior Sister Huarong, it's so late now, and you suddenly brought so many messy lines that no one can get rid of." Yang Zheng said, "How about I sort it out tomorrow?"
"I want her to do it, and I want her to do it right away." Hua Rong didn't appreciate Yang Zheng's sentiments at all.
There used to be many embroiderers and workers in Sibao Pavilion, but now it is too late and not many people stay here because the work has not been completed.
The remaining people were about to go home, but when they saw Hua Rong coming to make things difficult for Lu Zhiyun again, they all packed up slowly and prepared to watch a good show.
"Is there not even a single person to greet you in such a big Sibao Pavilion?" An unhappy voice came from the door.
Everyone looked over.
I saw several teenagers walking in from the door.
The speaker was a young man dressed as a follower.
The young man at the head was wearing a rich robe, and it looked like the clothes were made by the embroiderer in the palace. Looking at the young man next to him, he looked extremely handsome.
As the saying goes, a man's clothes depend on his saddle. Originally, Fan Yan only had an appearance of five points, but because of the luxurious clothes, his appearance rose to seven points. Looking at Lu Shaoyu, although he was dressed very low-key, the fabric of his clothes was still the same.
It's not cheap to look at. He looks low-key, but there is luxury everywhere in the low-key. Coupled with his outstanding temperament and cold eyes, he is still a shining star in the crowd.
Fan Yan blinked at Lu Zhiyun.
Lu Zhiyun ignored him, looked at Lu Shaoyu, and smiled sweetly at him.
"This young master..." Hua Rong greeted him, "I wonder what your orders are?"
"I want to order a few sets of clothes." Fan Yan said calmly.
"Okay, I will tailor it for you," Hua Rong said softly.
"No, I want him..." Fan Yan pointed at Lu Zhiyun.
Huarong's face darkened when he saw where Fan Yan was pointing.
"Young master, she is new here and hasn't learned her skills well yet. Why don't you let me..."
"I'm sorry, young master, I have to go home." Lu Zhiyun didn't want to cause trouble with him.
She packed her things and left directly.
When Fan Yan saw this, he stopped playing and followed him quickly: "Xiao Yun'er, I was just joking, don't walk so fast..."
Yang Zheng's eyes widened: "So he came to see Zhiyun!"
"puff!"
I don't know who laughed out loud.
Hua Rong became angry and said fiercely: "Why are you laughing?"
Hua Rong felt even more resentful when he thought about how she had fawned over Lu Zhiyun's friend just now.
She absolutely cannot let this Lu Zhiyun stay, otherwise she will feel choked up every day when she sees her.
"Those people just now were so good-looking, especially the young man in the front..."
"Why do I feel that the young master is somewhat similar to Lu Zhiyun? Could it be that he is her family member?"
"Yang Zheng, do you know those people?" Someone asked Yang Zheng, "Don't you have a good relationship with Lu Zhiyun? Have you never met them?"
