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Volume 2/Expedition to the Girls Chapter 93/New Servers for the Holidays

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    When Adishil came to find Ivan with the newly made clothes, she happened to bump into Kate angrily pushing open the door and walking out.  As a result, the two almost bumped into each other.  "Ah! Sorry." Kate took a step back and bowed apologetically.  "No, I didn't notice the footsteps." Adheer turned sideways and let Kate pass.  "Thank you." It could be seen that Kate was in a very bad mood. In response to Adishiel's courtesy, she just nodded to the Dragon Princess, then walked straight to the two white crows who were waiting in front of the door, and put her hands in her hands.  He reached out to them and asked them to put the shackles on themselves again.  "" Edhill looked at Kate's leaving figure and shook her head helplessly. It seemed that the nun of the church was also badly bullied by that piece of wood.  Walking into the living room, Yi Wenyan, who was looking out the window, noticed the movement behind him. He turned his head and saw Princess Long, with some surprise in his eyes: "Why are you here?" "Get the clothes ready for the Mu Lin Festival.  "Yes, Mrs. Sherrill asked me to bring it to you." Adishiel said as she put the black robe in her arms on the table.  "Oh" Adishiel said this, and Yiwen Ian remembered it. It seemed that he had ordered this matter, "It was done so quickly, it was quite fast" He murmured softly.  , but his eyes stopped for a moment on Adishiel: "How do the spinners in Wenning District's weaving workshop compare with those in the Nanling Royal Weaving Bureau?" Hearing Yi Wenyan's words, Ai Daixier  Dashiere subconsciously touched the embroidered dragon pattern on the edge of the sleeve pattern. The dense stitches were carefully arranged all over the surface of the cloth. The golden cloud and dragon pattern was obviously raised a little more than other places, and it felt a little different.  Unique heaviness.  That¡¯s right, the Nanling long dress she is wearing now is not the one she brought from Longge City, but the one imitated by Yi Wen Ling Krel.  Referring to the original lace machines in the empire, embroidery machines specifically used to make dragon god patterns and cloud dragon patterns were quickly developed. With these convenient machines, the Nanling Imperial Weaving Bureau took several months to make them.  A single textured dress can be made into dozens of pieces in a few hours.  Once again marveling at the magical "industry" of Nanling in her heart, Adishiel, who had come back to her senses, smiled gently when faced with Yiwen Ian's inquiry: "The workmanship is a little rough, and the stitching is not done well.  , if it were placed in the original Longge City, the craftsmen of the Royal Weaving Bureau would be punished. " "Um Is that so?" Yi Wenyan couldn't help but smile slightly, the Dragon of the Royal Weaving Bureau of Nanling.  Even he, a member of the empire, had heard about the magic of the magic needle. Things mass-produced by machine assembly lines could not compete with handicrafts in terms of precision. Adishiel, who was used to using imperial products, complained.  It's also normal.  However, Adhesile had not yet finished her words. The girl stroked the embroidery and cast her eyes through the window, looking at the street scene of Bai Qiangweicheng: "However, Dragon God Needle is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it not only requires the talent of the craftsman.  High, a finished product often takes a lot of time and labor, so it can only be specially supplied to our Nanling royal family, but Nanling¡¯s embroidery machine can make dozens of pieces in one hour" "You are not saying that in the past  Do all the weaving craftsmen of the Royal Weaving Bureau have to die for such stitches?" Yi Wenyan said in a teasing tone.  However, Adehill shook her head slightly: "Serving the king like a tiger, just because of good workmanship, sometimes it is inevitable to die" Her eyes were a little sad: "In the thousands of years of history of Nanling, dozens of people have appeared.  Among the tyrants, there was one who, because his concubine was particularly fond of the Yunlong pattern dress, forced the Imperial Weaver Bureau to produce a new dress with a different pattern every month, which eventually caused more than a dozen Imperial Weavers to suffer from eye diseases.  He was blinded and sentenced to death. " Seeing Adishiel suddenly talking about the secrets of the Nanling royal family, Yi Wenyan was a little surprised, but did not interrupt her.  , but when she paused for a moment, she asked: "Then what happened to that tyrant?" "Dead." Adheer said lightly. The word "death" no longer meant to her.  Strange, when he spit it out gently, there was no heavy smell that death should have, only a sense of escape from the passing wind and smoke, "I was given death by a short-lived guard in the main hall,  This guard's wife was insulted and killed by a tyrant. He endured the humiliation and changed his name for twenty years, and finally succeeded in revenge" Yi Wenyan nodded and did not continue to ask.  He picked up the robe that the dragon girl had placed on the table and changed the topic lightly: "Tomorrow is the eve of the Mulin Festival, and the city will be very lively by then. Do you want to go out and play together?" "Sister Iofeta, too.  Together?" Hearing Yi Wenyan's question, Adishiel subconsciously asked? He smoothed his dark golden hair.  "No, it's just the two of us." Yi Wenyan looked at Adishiel and smiled softly, "It's like the first time." Looking up at that smile, Adhesiel couldn't help but feel a little  Dazzling, although she had told herself that she would never be played by this man again, she still had the feeling that she was about to slowly fall into that gentle smile.  The silver glow emitted by the black sun is not dazzling, but if you approach it rashly, you will be burned all over your body just like approaching the golden sun.  With this gentle warning to herself in her heart, Adishiel maintained her usual appearance and nodded gently - "Yeah, okay." As one of the most traditional grand festivals in Nanling, the Mulin Festival  Not only was the atmosphere the most enthusiastic of all festivals, but the time was also unimaginably long for the strict and rigid Imperial people.  The Mutin Festival begins on the last twilight day in May (Thursday), and the eve stage lasts for one day, from morning to afternoon. It is first composed of a parade of artists throughout the process, with thousands of Nanling artists from all over the nearby areas.  Artists will take to the streets on this day, forming a long procession that stretches hundreds of meters, doing their best to play, play and sing, hoping to attract as many guests as possible for the official stage in the following days.  In addition to the artists, Nanling civilians who have been working hard for a long time in the preparation stage of the festival will also put on traditional Nanling costumes, dress up beautifully, go out of their homes, wave colorful flowers and ribbons, and join the cheerful parade on the streets.  , walk side by side with the artists, talk and laugh with your companions, shop, dance, sing, join the parade, and enjoy the purest joy before the festival begins with your family.  Until the "Three Days of Ghost Night" really comes.  As an invader, the empire was very careful about the compatibility of languages, systems, and customs, and spared no effort in reforming religions and festivals. However, only Mulin Festival, along with a handful of other festivals, was preserved, which is enough to see that  This shows the importance of this festival in the hearts of Nanling people.  The Silver Rose Family has ruled Nanling for more than eighty years. When they ruled and softened Nanling, they themselves also underwent certain subtle changes. For example, as a member of the Empire, they would participate in Nanling's affairs.  The festival, in the form of an alternative to the former Nanling royal family, hosts large-scale regular programs in the festival to hint at the dominance of the Silver Rose family over Nanling and the like.  But even so, this is the first time in history that people have to wear Nanling¡¯s traditional costumes to participate in the Mulin Festival.  "This dress is so difficult to put on" The difficulty of putting on Nanling's long skirt made Iofeta frown in a rare way.  In front of her, Yilier was wrapped in a half-tied dress. She not only yawned: "Sister Iofeta, are you okay yet?" "I'll do it" Adysil endured.  I couldn't help but finish the work of dressing up Cheryl and said to Iofetta.  Iofetta's face turned slightly red, which was extremely rare: "I'm sorry" "No, it's okay." Edesiel nodded, took the tie in Iofeta's hand, lowered her head and carefully arranged Iri  The clothes on his body.  In fact, she had just learned to wear Nanling's clothes for a few days. In the past, palace maids dressed them for her, but she never wore them by herself.  However, because I had a memory of the palace maid's dressing techniques, I quickly became proficient after having to take off the clothes alone several times.  "Okay." Adishiel gently patted Yili's collar and stood up.  "Are you okay yet?" At this moment, Yi Wenyan's somewhat impatient questioning voice came from outside the door.  On the side, Sheryl, who had been watching Adishiel dressing Yilier with gentle eyes, heard Yi Wenyan's voice, walked to the door angrily, and opened the door: "Knock, what are you knocking on?"  , No one will like a man who is too impatient." Yi Wenyan knocked it out. When he saw it was Sheryl, he was stunned for a moment, smiled sheepishly, and then looked at it carefully.  He looked at Sheryl for a moment and replied respectfully: "The new clothes are very suitable for you, mother." With blue and white trees and frosty plum blossoms, Sheryl held up her long green dress and waved it a little unaccustomedly, with an expression on her face.  There was some doubt in the moment: "Really? But I always feel that it will be a little weird?" "No, in my opinion, it is really suitable." Yi Wenyan said with a sincere expression, indeed, Sherry  The long blond hair pulled back behind her head, paired with a cyan Nanling dress that looks a bit like Hanfu in her previous life, is really perfect.  ¡°Brother Ian, what about me?!¡± A petite pink figure jumped out from behind Sheryl and jumped into Yiwen¡¯s arms, knocking him staggering.  CongyiwenyiYilier's face was raised in En's arms, her face was flushed, her black hair stuck to the corners of her pink lips, she looked very cute.  Yi Wenyan squatted down and gently touched Yi Lier's little head: "Yi Lier is too, very cute." "Yeah!" Yi Lier nodded vigorously and suddenly pulled Yi Wen Ian's hand.  He raised his shoulders, pointed his toes, tapped Yi Wenyan's lips like a dragonfly, and then ran away quickly.  Everyone was a little surprised, but after reacting, Sheryl quickly chased after Yilier: "Yilier! Don't run around in a skirt!" "Uh" Yiwen Ian wiped.  He stood up hesitantly where he was kissed. Some time ago, I don't know if it was his imagination, but I always felt that Yilier seemed to be deliberately avoiding him, but recently she has regained her previous enthusiasm - I always felt that it was a little too much.  Too enthusiastic.  But he shook his head and put aside Yilier¡¯s question. There was a girl standing in front of him with some anxiety, waiting for his invitation.  Adishiel walked slowly to Ivan Yiwen, wringing her fingers nervously.  Looking at Yiwen Yian, he blushed slightly: "I didn't expect that you actually dressed it yourself" "Well I wore it before." Yiwen Yian smiled. In fact, it was in his previous life because he was in college.  The reason for drama passed through, "Not bad, right?" "No problem." Adishiel nodded lightly, "It is very, very suitable for you - this black Nanling robe" Yiwen Ian Qing  Smiling softly: "The goose yellow color suits you very well." Adishil subconsciously touched the long dark golden hair that was tied into a bunch and reached her chest, her heart beating a little fast.  Her face turned red, and she stammered a little when she spoke: "Thank you thank you for your compliment" "Then let's go" Ivan said in a nondescript manner like Adishil in an imperial way.  Stretched out his hand.  "Yeah." Adishiel gently held his hand and nodded.  (To be continued.)
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