A big betrothal gift...

King Jing's eyebrows hopped hard a few times.

He said in a deep voice: "You are my child. I hope you marry a noble lady, not a mere business girl. Ask yourself, what else can Nan Baoyi bring to you except money? Official connections? Background and backstage? Nothing! Children, this is a backstage world. If you want to be alone in the court, you can't be naive!"

Xiao Yi was eating golden silk candied dates.

The eyelashes cast shadows under the eyelids, like a shaking black folding fan, with a very cool and thin curve.

He is not the child of King Jing.

But if that child is still in the world, he might be controlled like this?

From birth to marriage and having children, they were controlled for half a lifetime like a puppet.

A graceful and elegant figure appeared in my mind.

That woman threw him, who had just been born, to Nanyue, and ordered him to find the Tianshu token from the Nan family, and ordered him to control the central power of Nanyue. Isn’t that a kind of manipulation?

He threw away the candied date pits.

He raised his eyes and glanced at King Jing, and his voice was lazily: "The emperor personally gave the marriage, is King Jing trying to resist the order?"

"you--"

King Jing was even more angry.

He shook his head and scolded sternly: "Forget it, your wings are hard, I can't control you! Don't you want a betrothal gift? I will arrange a betrothal gift and send it to the Nanshilang Mansion tomorrow to hire Qingyun and the others. As for you, don't want to let Prince Jing Mansion pay half a tael of silver as a quest, don't think about it!"

After roaring, he left with his sleeves.

Xiao Yi casually ate the candied dates and sneered: "The old man has a pretty stubborn temper."

He was just talking about it, and he had already prepared the betrothal gifts or something.

The noodles for Nan Jiaojiao will naturally be grand and grand.

But I can't afford it if I am a little Prince Jing's Mansion.

After the Lantern Festival, the wind blowing through Shengjing City gradually brought warmth.

But overnight, the plants and trees in the Nanfu garden sprouted, and the peach blossom branches were covered with thick buds. The maids laughed and made bets in the red painted corridor, betting when the first peach blossom would bloom.

Nan Baoyi and Nan Baozhu knelt side by side under the eaves.

There were large desks in front of me, and needlework baskets and embroidery strips were placed on the desks. All kinds of fabrics were exquisite and beautiful, dragged to the wooden floor under the corridor like clouds.

The middle-aged woman in Taoist bun was thin and serious, and was kneeling in front of her seriously.

She is the best embroidery lady in the Nanjia embroidery shop.

Because Nan Baoyi wanted to learn embroidery, the old lady specially invited her to the mansion to teach her to embroidery and sew clothes, and also stuffed Nan Baozhu in to study so that she could have a good ability when discussing marriage in the future.

While demonstrating embroidery, Gu explained: "From ancient times to the present, many stitching techniques have been passed down, such as straight embroidery, carving embroidery, plate needles, flat needles, scattered needles, etc. The two young ladies learned embroidery to get married, so I will teach you the long and short needles today. This is one of the main stitching techniques of Su embroidery, suitable for embroidery of figures, trees, stones, calligraphy, flowers and birds."

Nan Baoyi listened seriously.

She was holding the embroidery bandage and was about to fall into the needle. Nan Baozhu suddenly pointed at a not far away and said excitedly: "Jiaojiao, look, there is a bird that is not afraid of people squatting on the treetops. Her belly is red and her feathers look beautiful like satin!"

"cough!"

Madam Gu coughed majesticly.

Nan Baozhu came to her senses and reluctantly picked up the embroidery bandage.

Madam Gu asked, "Miss Nansi, what did I just say?"

"You just said, what bird..." Nan Baozhu's eyes were bright, "Miss Gu is hungry and wants to drink pigeon soup? I'll ask the kitchen to stew you a pot?"

As he spoke, he threw down the embroidery bandage and wanted to run away.

"Stop!" Gu Madam Gu scolded coldly, "It would be fine if you don't listen carefully, but you're also thinking about pigeon soup. Miss Nan Si, when it's beautiful to be thin today, you should eat less!"

Nan Baozhu grabbed the skirt, turned around aggrievedly, and knelt down again honestly.

Mrs. Gu dropped the first needle, "Let's start with simple learning and embroider a stone first."

Nan Baoyi blinked, "Madam Gu, I want to learn to embroider mandarin ducks. Can we not embroider stones?"

Mrs. Gu thought for a while and said, "Then practice embroidery of a feather first."

"I just want to learn to embroider mandarin ducks, but I don't want to learn to embroider feathers."

The corners of Mrs. Gu's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

This pair of sisters is too difficult to teach, right?

One wants to learn nothing, the other wants to reach the sky in one step.

She's too difficult...

Madam Gu thought hard about how to tell Nan Baoyi what is hasteness that makes people unable to reach it. Nan Baozhu suddenly held her stomach and rolled around the ground under the corridor.

She shouted, "The stomach hurts, the stomach hurts so much! Madam Gu, I want to go to the west room!"

Madam Gu's face looked even more ugly.

She said in a deep voice: "Miss Nansi, since I stepped into here, you have already traveled to the west room three times. As a lady from a noble family, entering and leaving the west room so diligently will have a bad impact on your reputation."

"Can't the ladies of a noble family be respectful?" Nan Baozhu retorted, "The emperor still has a headache and fever, why can't the ladies of a noble family have diarrhea?! Do you have to watch me pull on the skirt to be considered as maintaining your reputation?"

Mrs. Gu was speechless.

She had a dark face and had to allow Nan Baozhu to go to the west room.

Nan Baozhu ran away, hid behind the peach blossom tree, and made a gesture to Nan Baoyi to take care of her.

Nan Baoyi bit her lip and smiled secretly.

My little cousin was used to being casual, so she was locked up here to learn embroidery, which was probably the same as killing her.

"Well," Gu Niangzi faced Nan Baoyi, "I'll teach Miss Five how to embroider feathers--"

"Embroidered Mandarin ducks."

Nan Baoyi protested quietly.

Niangzi Gu: “…”

Let’s get it done, embroider the mandarin ducks.

She painted the drawings of mandarin ducks on the embroidery cloth, "A powerful embroidery master must also be a very good painter. When the fifth girl is alive, she can go to the garden to see the mandarin ducks and observe their expressions and movements. In this way, the embroidered mandarin ducks will be more vivid and lively."

Nan Baoyi thought about it.

There are no mandarin ducks in her garden, only a group of cockfighting.

Her father brought her from Jinguan City. It is said that a group of people died because they were not suitable for the environment and the remaining half were crazily laying eggs. Now the female cockfighting often leads a large group of small cockfighting cubs, walking in the back garden with their heads held high, and pecking whoever approaches.

However, cockfighting and mandarin ducks are both birds, so I believe that the same is true for observing cockfighting.

She nodded: "I've recorded it."

Madam Gu began to drop the needle.

Nan Baoyi followed the needle.

Mrs. Gu explained very carefully, teaching him almost every stitch.

Nan Baoyi felt that she understood it.

She rolled up her sleeves and put her needles on her face, and her posture was as reserved as a lady from a family.

An hour passed, and Madam Gu looked at the pattern on Nan Bao's embroidered cloth and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!