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Chapter 210 The past of the archway (208) Chunxin Wangdi entrusts the cuckoo

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    After listening to Du Heng's instructions, the master was quite indecisive. He is a discerning person, and he could tell at a glance that Ling Shuanghua didn't love Du Heng at all, and even hated him a little. Unfortunately, Du Heng was like "blind" and didn't feel it at all.  .

    The master secretly said to himself: "Aren't you looking for abuse? The answer is obvious at a glance, but you just lied to yourself. Isn't this fun?"

    How did Du Heng know about the lawsuit that the master was full of, he ordered the master to go back to the backyard to rest.

    Ling Shuanghua practiced the piano and embroidered these few days, and the days were the same as before, and the maid Chunxiang was also able to serve her well.

    When Chunxiang came to tell Ling Shuanghua that Du Heng was not going home today, Ling Shuanghua just hummed slightly and said nothing else.

    Chunxiang didn't give up, she pretended to be unintentional and said: "Ma'am, what do you think the master has to do? The master is the most disciplined person, and there has never been a precedent of not going home when he should go home."  !"

    Ling Shuanghua looked down at the embroidery in his hand and said lightly: "If you don't go back, you won't go back. It must be because of something in the yamen that you don't go home."

    Chunxiang said again: "Madam, I have heard that women in Linggao County are generally fair and beautiful. Could it be that the master has a new favorite?"

    Ling Shuanghua didn't seem to have heard this sentence, but carefully looked at the embroidery work in his hand and Chunxiang said: "Look, I embroidered this painting too tightly, why are the faces of the characters not clear?"

    Chunxiang tentatively looked at Ling Shuangdai's attitude, only to find that Ling Shuanghua had no attitude at all, and it didn't matter whether Du Heng came back or not.

    Chunxiang had no choice but to follow Ling Shuanghua's topic and said, "Ma'am, I think your hands are really tight in this embroidery work. The stitches produced by tight hands are tight and dense, but the disadvantage is that they will shrink.  It¡¯s good, but it¡¯s a bit scattered and unsightly.¡±

    Ling Shuanghua sighed softly and said: "Why do I always get it wrong, it's either loose or tight, it's never been right."

    Chunxiang said: "Madam, can you call this embroidery work? A piece of fabric has been embroidered and embroidered, and there is never a finished piece. Madam, what do you want to embroider? Tell me and I will embroider for you."

    Ling Shuanghua said in a low, barely audible voice: "What kind of embroidery is it? It's just to pass the time."

    Chunxiang said: "Madam, then you can embroider just one piece. How about we embroider an official uniform for the master? You see, the sleeves of the master are frayed. It would be embarrassing to wear it."

    Ling Shuanghua didn't seem to have heard this sentence at all, she took out the scissors with her hands and began to unravel the needle and thread for embroidery.  It was dismantled in a short while.

    Chunxiang stared at Ling Shuanghua's movements, and couldn't help feeling a little discouraged. She said in a low voice, "Ma'am, the master's official uniform has several holes.  How embarrassing should the master be?"

    Ling Shuanghua said: "Then you can make him a new official uniform."

    Chunxiang said anxiously: "Madam, master likes the clothes made by madam, but master doesn't even look at my clothes, so how can he wear them!"

    Ling Shuanghua said: "It's very simple, if you do it well, just say I did it, isn't that all right?

    Chun Xiang stomped her feet and turned around and went out, muttering as she walked: "Master, did you hear me, this servant did her best, it's only because you misjudged the person. You deserve it!" (Remember this website: www.  hlnovel.com
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