Chapter 392 Clothing

  As soon as Jiaojiao went out, she saw Mother's anxious face.

Liu Zhihua breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her daughter freshened up, and walked out while holding her daughter's hand, saying, "Jiaojiao, the people in the palace have been waiting in the front yard, and the women brought by Hong Ling have very serious faces. , your elder brother hasn't come back yet, parents really don't have anything to say to anyone, Baoya is still in the front yard to accompany him."

  Jiaojiao held Mother's hand behind her back, saw that fine sweat was dripping from Mother's forehead, wiped it with a handkerchief, and softly comforted: "Mother, don't worry."

Liu Zhihua groaned, and said in a low voice: "Mother, you are worthless. Those women are wearing uniform clothes, and they look older than your mother, and they sit there without a smile. Blinded by them."

  Jiaojiao was a little curious when she heard that she came from the palace, she was still wearing uniform clothes, and she was very old. Could it be that she was a nanny in the palace?

  The courtyard of Wang's house is not big, so when talking, he detoured from the back yard to the front hall.

  Liu Zhihua led Jiaojiao and just walked in, Hong Ling who was sitting on the guest chair and the women in blue overalls stood up, bowed down and saluted respectfully: "My servant has seen Princess Huixin."

   "The servant has met Princess Huixin."

  Jiaojiao helped her mother into the room, smiled with them, and replied: "There is no need to be polite, everyone sit down."

   "Thank you Princess."

   "Thank you Princess."

  Everyone stood stooped, and the three strange-looking women were all wearing blue palace gowns, looking like officials and women in charge of the palace.

   After waiting for Jiaojiao to help the mother to sit down, they did not sit down, but stood with their heads down.

  Bao Ya breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her sister coming, poured a cup of tea and drank it. There are many taboos when dealing with people in the palace, and she was afraid of saying the wrong thing.

  After Jiaojiao took her seat, Miao Miao slipped in without knowing when.

  Both Liu Zhihua and Wang Zhuangzhi took their seats at the back, while Baoya seemed to be tired and kept drinking water.

  Jiaojiao put one hand on the table, her back was straight, and she looked down at the people below without any tension. Her calm appearance did not look like a little girl of eleven or twelve years old.

   "Miss Hong Ling, what orders does the Empress have?"

   Hong Ling leaned over to salute, and explained: "Princess, they are the chiefs of the palace's clothing department. The empress specially ordered the servants to bring someone to measure the size of your clothes."

  Several officials and women leaned over, their faces were very serious, their speech and behavior were indeed serious, and they saluted respectfully: "I have seen Princess Huixin."

   Jiaojiao glanced at their faces, nodded, and said in a pretty casual voice, "I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

   Several people hurriedly bowed their heads, and the oldest steward in the middle raised his hand and said: "The princess has beaten the servants, and it is the blessing of the servants to make clothes for the princess."

  Jiaojiao smiled lightly, no wonder Mother was nervous about them, they looked like they were trained in a unified way, their faces were calm and not smiling, with deep nasolabial folds at the corners of their mouths, sharp eyebrows and eyes, they could be seen as old people who had been in the palace for many years.

  The empress directly sent her to take charge, which also shows the importance she is attached to.

  Jiaojiao looked at Hong Ling, smiled and said: "The empress is sympathetic, Miss Hong Ling remember to thank the empress for me."

   Hong Ling hurriedly lowered her head, and replied softly: "Your servant obeys, and I will definitely report back to the empress."

  Jiaojiao didn't ask any more questions, and directly ordered: "Then measure the size, and you should go back and report to your orders as soon as you finish."

   "Yes, thank you Princess."

  …

  Measuring the size is just the work of a cup of tea, and people leave after measuring.

  As soon as the people left, Baoya smiled and gave her sister a thumbs up, boasting: "My Jiaojiao is very aura, and my sister is intimidated."

   "That's right, my baby is so stylish." Wang Zhuangzhi looked at his daughter dotingly and said.

Liu Zhihua came over, and said with a puzzled look on her face, "When the imperial decree was announced that day, did you also say that you would attend some kind of banquet in three days, and you don't know if the Princess's clothes can be made? The noble lady laughed."

  Hearing about this, Bao Ya said with a smile: "I almost forgot about it, the empress always misses Jiaojiao, so she might send someone to measure the clothes just for the banquet."

  (end of this chapter)