The chef of Duan Jinghou Mansion knew that the future heroine accompanied the little marquis to have lunch. He tried his best to make another table of rich medicinal food.

Although Ling Hua did not praise her, she looked satisfied with eating and was still happy with the banquet.

After using the meal, Duanyang brought the medicine to add candy cubes. Yan took a sip and still frowned, "I have put less candy cubes."

Duan Yang was helpless and "put five yuan."

"not enough."

Duanyang looked at Ling Hua.

Ling Hua actually felt that she had put five dollars apart, so she asked Yan Qing tentatively, "Can I take a bite?"

Yan Qing begs someone to drink medicine for him, "Yes."

Ling Hua picked up the medicine bowl, took a sip, and was silent.

"Isn't it very hard?" Yan Qing asked, looking at her.

Ling Hua is not a person who can't speak against his conscience. When she met Yan Qing's sight that needed recognition, she nodded with certainty, "Yes, it's very bitter."

Yan Qing turned to Duanyang, looking "Look, it's really bitter. You have less candy cubes." He ordered with a stern face, "Why don't you go quickly, and bring the candy cubes until it's not bitter."

Duanyang: "…"

The kitchen decocted the medicine for the little marquis. He poured it out and tasted it. It was really not bitter if he put down the five pieces of candy.

She looked at Ling Hua.

Ling Hua blinked at him.

Duan Yang was speechless, so Miss Ling was coaxing the little marquis again. He turned around and took a plate of candy and placed it in front of Yan Qing. He was very helpless, "Little marquis, please look at yourself!"

Yan Qing picked up the plate and poured it into the medicine bowl.

Ling Hua's eyelids twitched and quickly stopped him, "It's really not good to eat too much and it's easy to get sweet mouth disease. Do you know what sweet mouth disease is? In the future, you can't eat anything sweet, as long as you eat it, you will feel uncomfortable all over."

"for example?"

Ling Hua looked out and the grapes on the grape trellis were growing gracefully. She said seriously, "For example, grapes, such sweet grapes, you don't want to be able to eat them in the future, right?"

"So, as you say, it's nothing wrong with suffering?"

Ling Hua nodded, "It's true in theory."

Yan sneered lightly, put down the plate, and looked at Ling Hua like a master, looking like he was not easy to mess with, "Do you really feel bitter about this medicine?"

Ling Hua's eyebrows were beating, thinking that since yesterday, Yan Qing habitually grabbed her braids, and it was really not easy for her.

She sighed, "If you feel it's hard, I feel it's hard."

Yan Qing: "..."

His fiancée is really amazing and not a human being!

Qin Huan said that sincerity would not deceive him.

He snorted and drove people away, "You go back!"

Ling Hua: "..."

Drive her again?

She tried to save her, "We agreed yesterday, and I will talk to you today and make clothes for you. Is it not good to regret it if I agree?"

Before Yan Qing spoke, Ling Hua said again, "We had a talk yesterday. When your injury is cured, I will take you to Qiyun Mountain to make you a wine."

Yan Qing: "..."

Her implication is that you have to regret both of these things? If you regret it, you don’t have to brew any wine if you don’t make any clothes.

Naturally, he still wanted to go to Qiyun Mountain to drink the wine brewed by Linghua. It was even more complicated than Haitang Zui’s wine brewing process, so he still wanted to drink it very much.

He put his face away, "Oh, I have a bad memory. Fortunately, you remind me, then you can stay!"

Ling Hua smiled secretly, "Well, then I'll do it for you now?"

Yan Qing nodded.

Ling Hua looked at the medicine bowl, "Then you drink the medicine first, and then I'll measure the size of you."

After saying that, she naturally handed the plate of candy to Duanyang in front of Yan Qing and took it away.

Yan Qing looked along the candy cubes that were taken away, glared at Duanyang fiercely, picked up the medicine bowl and drank the medicine. After he finished drinking it, Ling Hua immediately handed it to his mouth a piece of candy cube.

The candy cubes entered his mouth, dispelling the bitter taste, and Yan raised his eyebrows lightly.

Ling Hua smiled at him, "I just left a piece for you."

Yan Qing was so angry that she felt that this fiancée was not that bad, and she had a lot of heart and could still save her.

The housekeeper brought the fabric and gold wire embroidery thread that Ling Hua sent to Duan Jinghou Mansion yesterday. There were two boxes and placed on the ground.

The box was opened, and the fabric inside was filled with brilliance, and the embroidered thread blinded people's eyes.

Yan Qing turned her eyes away, but she still felt the same as yesterday, and her eyes hurt a little.

Ling Hua placed ten pieces of cloth on the clean table one by one, turned around and smiled and said to Yan Qing, "Look at the ten pieces of cloth I chose for you, do you have any of them that you don't like? Don't do what you don't like."

Yan Qingmeng forced herself to turn her head and glanced at her, saying without any aesthetic taste, "Whatever."

His mother died of dying from childbirth. His grandmother went there when he was three years old. The Duanjing Hou Mansion had no two mistresses. His grandfather and father did not reconnect and did not even have a concubine. So he grew up with two men since he was a child and had a lack of aesthetics, especially clothing and jewelry. He never distinguished whether it hurts when he saw his eyes, which means it is possible to use or not.

His eyes were so painful when the golden thread shook. In the past, he was classified as the type that could not be used. If he saw these fabrics, he did not hurt his eyes, he was classified as the type that could be used.

Ling Hua looked at him, smiled and pulled his sleeve, pointing to the best moon color, "Look, this cloth looks like the moonlight, when you look at it during the day, the light flows, and when you look at it at night, it looks like a shadow and a galaxy. The new fabric this year is very complicated, and it takes two months to come out. In the whole world, the only one in my hand is brought to you."

Yan Qing heard the butler talk to Duanyang and mentioned the Moonlight Color. He didn't feel anything when he heard the butler say it. At this time, Ling Hua specifically pointed it out to him. Ten pieces of cloth were placed together, and the uniqueness of this piece of cloth was highlighted, comparing the Tianyun Brocade and agarwood forging.

He nodded, "Well, not bad, why didn't you make yourself clothes?"

He looked at Ling Hua's clothes with a rare glance, thinking that if she put them on, they would look good.

Ling Hua smiled at him, "If you have such a good thing, of course I will give it to you first."

Yan Qing looked at her, "Do you please me?"

Ling Hua admitted, "If you marry me, I have to thank you. Of course, I will use all good things for you."

Yan chuckled, "What about you? Don't women love beauty?"

Ling Hua blinked, "When you think I am well, you can also choose for me. Although women love beauty, they are also to please themselves. You don't think I am well yet, so it doesn't matter what I wear."

The implication is that if he doesn't look at her beauty, no matter how beautiful the clothes she wears, it will be useless.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment, "Don't you want to measure the size?"

Ling Hua nodded with a smile, took a ruler, and approached Yan Qing. She did not deliberately take advantage of it, but quickly weighed Yan Qing up and down, and then pulled out a booklet from the box, "Let's take a look, I will cut it in the style of clothes you like."

"Whatever." Yan Qing still said the same thing.

Ling Hua pulled his sleeve, "It's nothing to do with him. Look, if I can't choose such a good material, if you don't like it and don't wear it, it will be a waste of my hard work. I will be sad. When I am sad, the wine I brew is bitter wine, which is not good to drink."

Yan Qing heard this so badly? He didn't like to drink bitter things the most, whether it was medicine or wine.

So he calmed down and let Ling Hua pull him to choose the style.

After reading a picture album without realizing it, Yan Qing didn't choose any of them. However, he had a good memory, but he remembered all the styles of men's clothes on the picture album and asked a question, "Why is the style of your clothes different from the styles of clothes worn by people outside?"

Although he doesn't understand aesthetics, he still knows what kind of clothes ordinary men wear. There is absolutely no such variety. Most of them are all women's clothes.

Ling Hua pursed her lips and smiled, "This is a picture album I specially painted for you. From now on, I will draw all your clothes and make them for you with my own hands. It will definitely make you wear them different from others."

Yan Qing didn't quite understand, "What's the use of being different from others?"

"It looks good in clothes, which makes others envious and jealous." Ling Hua said the benefits, "Think about it, do you all love to compete in your dandy circle? If you have any good things, others are envious and jealous? Take the Sweat-Brother BMW for example. Are they envious and jealous? When you look at them surrounding you, are you secretly proud?"

Yan Qing: "..."

It seems to be!

He agreed, "Okay, let's follow what you said in the future."

Ling Hua asked him for his opinion, "What's this style? This is my favorite style. This piece of moonlight is made in this style, and then you will be embroidered with flowing water cloud patterns. Make sure that others see it and ask you if you want one."

Yan Qing nodded, "Okay."

So Ling Hua put away the style, took the scissors, and began to cut the clothes according to the measured size. She moved neatly and had exquisite skills in her hands. She cut it in just a few seconds. Then she found needles and threads and sat on a chair to sew.
Chapter completed!