The Doctor's Concubine: Don't mess with the evil princess

It was early autumn, and it was rainy and cloudy. The sky hadn't cleared up for several days. The air was filled with wet fog. The sky was gray and the clouds were thick. The heavy feeling made people feel suffocated...

Hongyin sat under the eaves, watching the raindrops falling from the eaves. They were like beads that had broken off a string, falling continuously. A breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness all over her body. She gathered her clothes and continued to stare at the raindrops falling, one drop, two drops, three drops...

Finally, my vision became blurred and I couldn’t see anything clearly!

"Hongyin, aren't you cold?" Feiyan asked Hongyin while she was tidying up the cloth.

Hongyin seemed not to hear Feiyan talking to her and remained silent.

Feiyan shook her head helplessly and didn't continue asking her. She just busy herself with the work in her hands.

When he woke up in the morning, Madam Mu sent the materials over and asked Mu Lanfeng to find some fashionable styles and have them made into some clothes.

The weather is getting colder day by day. Although I am not afraid of the cold, the girls around me are different. How can I get through the long cold winter without adding a few pieces of thought to them?

Mu Lanfeng was drawing clothes in the warm room at this time. A few days ago, he passed by a ready-made clothing store called "Junyue Clothing Shop", where clothes could be customized. The store not only had various ready-made styles, but also allowed people to draw their own patterns to make clothes.

She took a look around and felt that the styles in the store were too old-fashioned and gave people a heavy feeling, so she immediately decided to go home and get a few styles herself.

Mu Lanfeng had seen the clothing styles designed by her best friend, that dazzling and talented designer. Although she herself was not very professional and her designs were similar, she still understood the basic rules.

Thinking of this, Mu Lanfeng suddenly stopped writing. If she hadn't been accidentally reborn here, she might be on vacation with her best friend now?

At that time, although I had few friends, all of them were sincere. There was no intrigue or conflict of interest. We only had common interests. When there were no missions, we had fun together, and when there were missions, we went on our own.

Hey……

Mu Lanfeng sighed lightly and continued to draw with the pen.

I don't know how long it took, but the rain finally stopped, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed a little, and there were signs that the sky would clear up.

Hongyin finally moved because she wanted to make way for Biqing.

Biqing came towards them with a large pot of ginger tea, with white smoke rising from the pot. When she passed by Hongyin, she said, "Come in and have a cup of ginger tea to warm yourself up!"

"Oh!" Hong Yin replied blankly with one word, then followed him into the house.

In the warm room, Mu Lanfeng was still drawing the pattern of her clothes, and the ground was littered with crumpled papers.

Mu Lanfeng sighed, thinking that one still needs to be professional. He always felt that something was missing from the designs made by his half-baked self, but he couldn't see what it was at the moment.

Biqing put the teapot on the table, then bent down to pick up one of the paper balls on the ground, opened it carefully, looked at the pattern drawn on the drawing, smiled slightly, put it in front of Mu Lanfeng, and pointed out the imperfections in the pattern.

After Bi Qing's instructions, Mu Lanfeng suddenly had an idea in his mind. He made some changes according to the instructions and instantly felt that it worked!

After the modification was completed, Mu Lanfeng looked at Biqing curiously. How could she, a maid, understand all this?

Bi Qing seemed to have seen through Mu Lanfeng's thoughts at a glance. She poured a cup of ginger tea, handed it to Mu Lanfeng, and explained with a smile: "My ancestor was a palace maid in the Garment Bureau. After leaving the palace, he opened a clothing store. I was lucky enough to learn the craft for a few years, but later the family fell into poverty and the store was sold!"

Mu Lanfeng sipped his tea, listened to what Biqing said, smiled and nodded, it was a pity to waste such good skills!

For a moment, she couldn't think of any words to comfort Biqing.

Biqing is a very smart girl who knows how to act, knows when to advance and when to retreat, is well-educated, and yet gives people an unpredictable feeling.

When she first came to Ziyunxuan, she just observed quietly, didn't say much, didn't take the lead, and was even a little taciturn at first. Mu Lanfeng once thought she was a taciturn person!

Gradually, she began to have her own opinions on things and would never trouble her master for things that could be handled privately.

In her heart, she doesn't look like a maid, but more like a daughter of a wealthy family!

At first, Mu Lanfeng thought that only people trained by the old lady could have such magnanimity, but later she felt that this was not the case.

Feiyan, who came with him, didn't have that kind of temperament, so Mu Lanfeng thought that Biqing was definitely not a simple girl...

Mu Lanfeng looked at the paper balls scattered on the ground. She put down her teacup, stood up and picked them up one by one.

Hong Yin asked in confusion, "Girl, you've already thrown it away, why are you picking it up again?"

Mu Lanfeng smiled mysteriously and replied: "I have my own wonderful use!"

As he spoke, he unfolded the crumpled papers one by one, spread them out carefully, called Biqing to sit down, and asked her to correct them one by one!

In just about half an hour, Biqing had finished all the changes.

"I haven't drawn for a long time, and my hands are a little stiff!" Bi Qing put down his pen, sorted out the drawing, and handed it to Mu Lanfeng.

Mu Lanfeng hurriedly poured her a cup of ginger tea, brought it to her, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work!"

"Thank you, young lady!" Biqing took the tea and started drinking it.

Mu Lanfeng flipped through the drawings one by one, and she was not disappointed. If this girl were in modern times, she would definitely be a world-class designer!

Why didn't I discover this skill of hers before?

"Hongyin, Feiyan, come here! Come and see what styles you like!" Mu Lanfeng waved and called the other two.

After hearing Mu Lanfeng's words, the two of them walked over at the same time and looked at the drawings in her hand.

"Girl, this is...?"

"It's getting cold, so each of you can choose a few styles and then take them to 'Junyue Clothing Shop' to make a few sets of winter clothes. The shopkeeper and I have already agreed that we will provide the materials and styles ourselves, and they just need to be responsible for making them!" Mu Lanfeng said happily.

After listening to Mu Lanfeng, Hongyin happily took the drawings and started to choose. Feiyan was still a little hesitant, "Girl, this..."

"Don't worry about this or that, just choose what I tell you to choose!" Seeing Feiyan hesitate, Mu Lanfeng gave a direct order.

Feiyan didn't dare to disobey, so she turned around and started choosing with Hongyin.

Bi Qing looked at the two excited people with a smile on her face. She saw Mu Lanfeng sitting down, stammering, and asked her puzzled question, "Girl, how come I have never seen these styles of your paintings before? They are very novel and a little strange..."

Mu Lanfeng smiled. How should he answer her? He couldn't say it was a 21st century style!

She picked up a cup of ginger tea, took a big sip, and said solemnly: "This is what I designed on a whim!"

Bi Qing nodded, not quite believing it, and praised her bluntly, "You are amazing, girl!"