It would be fine if she was just one person, so she wouldn't have to worry too much, but now she has a family.
"I bought you something simple and plain this time."
Feng Han propped up his chin and looked at her with a smile.
Su Qiao I want to roll my eyes.
This guy...
Last time she didn't bring those gorgeous clothes, he had already prepared some ordinary fabrics.
This time I saved my hand early.
"You really worked hard to get me to accept it."
Feng Han sighed, "Well, what can I do if I meet someone who is not greedy for money, doesn't like to be a coward, and even looks down upon me?"
[Tai, host, is this a confession? Is it a naked confession? Right?]
444 are all stunned, okay?
I really can't tell. Normally, this guy Feng Han looks cold and indifferent to everyone, but he can actually say such things.
[Host, is he like this enough to be called a disciple?] If this doesn't count, then what else counts?
[Is that right? I have the final say.]
Su Qiao is certainly not shy. She rolled her eyes at him angrily. "I'm only fourteen years old. Is this really appropriate for you?"
Feng Han still looked at her with a slight smile, "Some of the show girls in the palace who participated in the talent show are only thirteen years old."
"There are many people who get married at the age of fourteen."
"The most important thing is that you are not an ordinary fourteen-year-old woman."
"It sounds like I'm very old." Su Qiao curled his lips and continued to drink his own porridge.
Feng Han raised his eyebrows. "It's not that I'm old, it's that I'm special."
"Drink slowly, don't choke. If you like it, there are plenty in other courtyards."
"I finished my drink earlier and went to make clothes for you earlier. Don't you just need my clothes?"
Su Qiao emphasizes the word "lack" very strongly, with a bit of irony.
Feng Han said without changing his expression, "I do lack your set of clothes, but I'm not in a hurry. I have to make sure you have a full stomach."
So thick-skinned!
Can't compare.
Su Qiao stopped talking and concentrated on eating.
[Host, why do I feel that your attitude towards Feng Han is a little different? Don't you dislike him for being a eunuch?]
"Am I that shallow?"
[You are! You are!]
Who disliked her being a eunuch from the very beginning?
Who ignores others?
The carriage quickly arrived at the villa in the back mountain of Guyin Temple.
Su Qiao also swept away all the pastries and porridge on the table, and his stomach was full.
In the inner hall, Su Qiao walked slowly in front of a group of eunuchs carrying cloths, and his eyes finally fell on one of the unique burgundy cloths.
She reached out and touched it, felt the fabric carefully, then picked it up and looked at it. It was woven very finely and evenly.
"That's it."
Feng Han's eyes were unusually dull. "Are you sure you choose this color?"
"I think this burgundy color looks pretty good. Then I will embroider it with silver silk auspicious patterns and match it with a black girdle."
Su Qiao I remember, the first time I saw him in that coal mine, he was wearing a dark red official uniform.
The color is a bit dark, a bit heavy, and looks heavy and old-fashioned.
But the color in front of him is an authentic burgundy, which should match his skin tone and temperament better.
"Red has always been used for wedding wear."
Feng Han looked at her thoughtfully. "Or are you a little anxious?"
Su Qiao rolled his eyes at him. "What nonsense are you talking about? The color used to make wedding clothes is bright red, this is burgundy."
The bright red looks flamboyant, passionate and impactful, but the burgundy is low-key yet mysterious, and with some textures, it has a retro feel.