"Come and help me see, these colors look better." Although Song Anle was eager to go away, she did not look at them, but was on the fabric she had been studying.

Zhan Ju said in confusion: "My master, can you tell us first what you want to do? If you ask us in an unknown way, how do we answer? "

"It's okay, you can help me match the colors first and let me tell you slowly."

They were determined to find out Song Anle's intentions, but they saw that she was so urgent that they couldn't ask questions, so they squatted down to help her think about it.

"My little master, these stained cloths have also been brought. See what to do."

Song Anle looked at the dyed fabric. The colors were different in color, but they were not damaged. It can be said to be an unsuccessful finished product. Compared with damaged fabrics, these fabrics are easier to deal with, so she said lightly: "Let's leave this first, let's match these fabrics first."

Mei Xin took a piece of black cloth and another piece of red cloth. The two looked together and it seemed pretty good, so she said, "I think this red and black are more noble and elegant."

"I think it's not bad, but..." Song Anle paused for a moment, "What is going on in the palace is about joy and vitality, this is a bit too cold and depressing."

"Then match it with some light colors, which will look more refined." Mei Xin casually made a piece of light fabric from the side and matched it with the other two colors, and it did feel like the finishing touch.

"Very very good." Song Anle also agreed with her attitude. She looked at the color matching in her hands, "Jianju, how are you matching?"

There were some two-color fabrics around her. She struggled for a while and finally picked a piece of green and yellow and said, "I like bright colors, so I think the combination of green and yellow must look good."

Song Anle has never liked bright colors very much. Besides, the gorgeous and noble palace, will this ordinary combination be too unnew? So she also said in a tangled manner: "But will this be too vulgar?"

Zhanju pouted her little mouth and said unhappy: "Is the little master disliked me for being vulgar?"

Song Anle didn't think so much, so she explained hurriedly: "Of course not, I just feel like something is missing."

"Is there any?" Zhanju looked at the green and yellow collapsing together in her hands in confusion, and suddenly thought of a little, so she said in surprise: "I understand, adding a little red will look better."

The preferences of chrysanthemums may be so gorgeous, and as long as someone likes them, there will be people who will appreciate them. So Song Anle also smiled and said, "Okay, according to your opinion, and a little red, it will be more bright."

Zhanju nodded happily, then marked the color he matched, and Song Anle turned to Hongzhu again and said, "Hongzhu, you..."

As soon as Song Anle spoke, she found that the red bamboo had been matched with royal blue and white, and had been sewn with needles and thread. There was also a sample pattern next to her, which looked like a sample of clothes.

When Song Anle needed samples of palace clothes, Hongzhu guessed that Song Anle might have to use discarded fabric to piece together clothes, but she didn't expect that she really dared to do this. After all, it was a treasure from the offerings, and when she knew it, she still dared to fool the waste.

Hongzhu couldn't imagine whether Song Anle had considered the consequences, so she could only follow her one step at a time. So while sewing the fabric in her hand, she said coldly: "Since the little master has decided to use pieced together cloth to reduce the loss, it's better to hurry up. We may not be able to finish it in three days."

"Do you know my intention?" Song Anle seemed to be asking, but she was obviously surprised. Even Mei Xin, who had been with her for many years, did not guess her intention. Hongzhu was able to get her intention in just a few days, and she was able to guess accurately. She was really surprised.

Hongzhu pursed the corners of her lips lightly, but there was no smile on her face. She still said coldly: "This is a solution that cannot be solved, and it is also the stupidest way. If the little master insists on finding hope in the impossible, I will definitely accompany the little master until the end."

Song Anle just didn't want them to worry too much, so she had to show full confidence to comfort them. However, Hongzhu told the truth so clearly without mercy, so she said slightly darkly and lowly: "Although this method has little hope, it's better than waiting for punishment. No matter what, I can't implicate you, so if I am really punished, you must not plead for me, so as not to be framed by others."

Mei Xin held Song Anle's hand and said solemnly: "My master, don't worry, no matter what happens in the end, I will accompany you to survive, just ask you not to leave us behind."

Zhan Ju also held Song Anle's other hand and said, "Yes, yes, I have been following the little master since I was a child. You are kind-hearted and kind to others. I am reluctant to leave you."

Song Anle's feelings for them were naturally like sisters, but she didn't expect that they were so serious, but instead made her feel a little heavier in her relaxed mind. However, she still smiled and said, "Okay, okay, I just said that if you don't be so serious, it makes me nervous."

Zhanju pouted her little mouth and said with a coquettish voice: "You are not the one who scares us first."

Song Anle smiled, and at this time Hongzhu coughed lightly, with the intention obviously reminding them that Chanju had always had prejudices towards Hongzhu's lukewarm attitude, so she stuck out her tongue at her dissatisfied.

Song Anle glared at her fiercely. No matter what, they were all people under the same roof, and of course she hoped that they would live in peace.

"By the way, Hongzhu;" Song Anle said in time because she had too many unknowns: "As the end of the year approaches, will a batch of precious cloth be added to the palace to process it?"

Song Anle couldn't help but be curious that these cloths are not a small number. Even if there are thousands of concubines in the palace, not every master uses such precious fabrics. Besides, even if they are all used, there are at least thousands of cloths they drove out these days. Even if they are all for the masters in the palace, it is probably more than enough, so she was very curious about where these precious fabrics flow.

"I don't know very well every year. But as I know after entering the palace, this situation has lasted for three years. However, the finished fabrics are shipped to other small countries for supply every year. Therefore, at this time of year, we will rush to make processed fabrics so that we can supply them to other small countries to welcome the New Year before the New Year."

Song Anle felt a sudden realization, but the New Year's day was approaching, so she said curiously: "But it's almost the New Year. Even if we rush to make it in time, we may not be able to send it to other small countries before the New Year."

Although Song Anle didn't know how far a so-called small country was, for several years, the only countries that could threaten the Northern Dynasties were the Xiongnu on the frontier, and the Xiongnu could not establish a country. Therefore, they had always relied on a small country of Qi, and the two maintained friendship for several years. It was their alliance that created the biggest enemy of the Northern Dynasties.

In order to make the country prosperous and peaceful, the Northern Dynasties offered them rare treasures intermittently every year, but they did not flatter or fear them, but they did not want to bring disaster to the people, so they kept the peace and peace for the time being.

"This is not something we should ask about." Hongzhu didn't understand why the offerings this year were delayed until now. Now it's a blink of an eye. I think this is why Master Zhao gave up their time.

Song Anle's indifference to Hongzhu was inevitably a little disappointed, so she didn't say anything, but suddenly realized that it seemed that there was only three days before the New Year, but she actually forgot about the time, and she was worried about her carelessness.

As the sky gradually became late, Song Anle found Baiyun and Lantian again, and two young father-in-laws came to help them make the production, just to modify the cloth, so they all forgot to eat. They didn't realize hunger until they were rumbling at night.

As the sky was getting dusk, Mei Xin borrowed a lamp. With the warmth of the drying area, they did not return to the room. With the bright lights, they pieced together the wreckage of the cloth overnight, and they had to be symmetrical with each other, so their difficulty was quite high.

The hungry ones swallowed their saliva, which deepened the coldness of staying up late. She collapsed on the ground like a deflated balloon, and said weakly: "I can't do it anymore, I'm going to starve to death."

Song Anle must have been unable to see her like this. Even she felt hungry. But I think the most greedy cuckoo of the chrysanthemum must have been extremely hungry, but at this time, there was probably no food in the kitchen.

Because she couldn't think of a good way, Song Anle could not ignore the heavy tasks at hand just because Zhan Ju was alone, so she said lightly: "Zhan Ju, why don't you sleep for a while? You'll have breakfast when it's dawn."

Zhanju suddenly sat up and said excitedly: "My master, what are you kidding? It's just dark, so you asked me to wait for breakfast, so I probably starved to death in my dream."

The words of Zhanju complaining were still joking, which made everyone laugh. But Zhanju didn't want to pay attention to them, and she fell to the ground again, saying listlessly: "Why do you want to laugh? Are you not hungry?"

Zhan Ju looked here with a sad and pitiful look on her face, and then there was no food, but everyone else seemed to be fine. She didn't understand why she had such a big contrast.

Seeing her like this, Song Anle was a bit exaggerated, so she comforted her and said: "Zhanju, we are also very cold and hungry, but now there is no one in the kitchen, so it is impossible to have food at all. Just bear it for a while, don't let everyone be hungry."
Chapter completed!