My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

When Huaying woke up, the room was already dark. She tilted her head and saw Fu Shiyan writing on the side. Huaying slowly turned her head back to her senses. She was actually sleeping in the bed of a handsome and cool guy.

A faint scent of ebony wafted from the tip of her nose, and a smile was hidden at the corner of Huaying's mouth.

"Get up when you wake up." Fu Shiyan continued writing and said in a low voice without raising his head.

Does he have eyes at the back of his head?

Huaying got up quietly and thought to herself: My family members, no one understands. It’s a bit embarrassing to sleep in a handsome guy’s bed.

Huaying, in a good mood, came to the kitchen to cook and found some vegetable and egg noodles in the pot. She turned her head to look in the direction of his room. She saw that the cool and handsome guy also had a warm side.

After a while, Fu Shiyan came over to eat noodles. He saw Huaying sitting on a small stool with a small bowl of noodles, staring at the drizzle in a daze.

Huaying looked at the courtyard that she had worked so hard to transform, and she felt homesick...

She misses the cozy little home she decorated carefully, and the fat cat that always sleeps in the corner of the sofa.

I want to go to that milk tea shop with Jingjing often. I want to chat about gossip with the girls in the dormitory at night.

Even want instant noodles and takeout...

I don’t know if anyone adopted the cat after she “died”. Gu Ling, Jing Jing and the others must be very sad…

Will the internship company give her that month's salary...

When she came to this strange world, she missed home for the first time and her tears fell into the bowl.

"What? Is the noodles so unpalatable?" Fu Shiyan had already noticed her depressed mood.

Huaying quickly wiped away her tears and looked at him with a smile, "The noodles are delicious." Looking at her moist eyes, Fu Shiyan felt an inexplicable bitterness in his heart.

The rain stopped at night. Huaying, who had slept well during the day, took a pen and drew on paper under the lamp. She designed a bracelet. Bracelets were called "tiaotuo" in ancient times and were worn on women's wrists. Thinking that bracelets could be a token of love, she designed several couple styles.

I also designed several gold and jade bracelets. The bracelets on the paper are all elegant and a little cold...

The next day, the sun shone on the flowers and trees in the courtyard, and the newly opened petals were dotted with crystal morning dew.

Huaying, who had a dreamless night, opened the door and looked at the courtyard washed clean by the rain. It turned out that good weather still made people happy.

After Huaying finished her breakfast, she called Fu Shiyan and went out.

When I arrived in the town and walked into Hongji Jewelry Store, the shopkeeper was startled when he saw the newcomer and hurried over to greet him.

The person she had been waiting for every day finally came. She made a lot of money from the batch of earrings she made, so the shopkeeper was naturally happy to see her again.

Making money is a small matter. The key is that the girl in front of him is the one the young prince is looking for. The shopkeeper whispered a few words to the shop assistant, and the shop assistant ran away quickly.

"Miss, I've been waiting for you for many days, and you're finally here." The shopkeeper smiled.

"I wonder which mansion your young lady is from." The shopkeeper asked tentatively.

"Boss, I'm just running errands and following orders. The young lady doesn't want to reveal her name, so please don't embarrass me." Huaying whispered, acting the role of a maid to the fullest.

"The young lady designed a batch of bracelet styles a few days ago, and the shopkeeper took a look at them." Huaying handed him the drawing. The shopkeeper was overjoyed and hurriedly took it to look at it carefully.

In the end, the seven styles of bracelet drawings were sold for forty taels.

The shopkeeper went back to the inner room, took out a pair of each earring that had been made last time, placed them on a plate, and handed them to Huaying, "These are earrings for your lady."

"The lady said that I only need to take two sets, and the rest can be converted into silver." I thought to myself, jewelry is not as useful as silver notes.

For the shopkeeper, the price of earrings is flexible while the price of silver bills is fixed, so he naturally agreed to the request.

Huaying picked out two pairs of earrings suitable for herself and Dongxue. The clerk at the display cabinet gave her fifty taels of silver notes. After putting the silver notes in her pocket, Huaying came out of the inner room and prepared to leave. A nobleman in black clothes and holding a folding fan came in from the door. Huaying stepped aside to make way.

It turned out that this person was none other than the young prince Mo. He had a handsome face, bright eyes, an elegant demeanor and an imposing bearing. He was truly a rare handsome man.

At this time, the young prince was looking at Huaying who was about to leave and asked softly, "Excuse me, young lady, do you know how to design clothes?"

Huaying was very surprised when she heard this. She first looked at the noble young man in front of her in surprise, and then shifted her gaze to the shopkeeper who was standing beside her with a smile on his face.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper quickly explained, "Our young master runs several clothing stores and has always wanted to launch some new and unique styles, so this time we specially invite you to help design some new styles."

In fact, it was more than just a few shops! The little prince's business had already been flourishing, and even dignitaries from neighboring countries were fond of his clothes.

Huaying was so smart that she knew everything when she saw the guys standing behind her.

So, she got straight to the point: "What's your name, sir? Also, please explain your specific design requirements in detail so that I can convey them to my daughter." Hearing this, the shopkeeper bowed and replied: "This is Master Wu."

Huaying followed the young master to the tea room inside and chatted about some details. The young master wanted to design five winter cloaks, which would be sold to ladies and young ladies, and they were required to be luxurious, low-key, elegant and refined.

Huaying wrote it down. After chatting for a while, they left. Zimo looked at her back and felt that he had seen her somewhere before. He also had a sense of déjà vu when he first saw her last time, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen her.