Chapter 102:

Facing the low pressure continuity, the people who were going to send things shivered: "So, are these still sent away?"
There was a break in silence for a long time, leaving a word: "Send."
"... Yes." The man tucked his little clothes into Qiankun's bag, and fled away, leaving only a black-faced sitting alone in the hall.
On that day and night, Ji Ting waited for a long time and didn't see anyone. Eventually, he couldn't stand the sleepiness. He yawned and went to rest. As soon as he lay down on the bed, he came in, and she hurriedly greeted: "Continued Bro ... Are you in a bad mood? "
Although he has always been expressionless since he fell into the devil, there are several expressionless expressions. For example, at this moment, it is obviously a bad mood.
She continued to glance at her intermittently, and lay down with a cold face over her, Ji listened for a moment, only to realize that this anger was coming towards her.
... but she didn't do anything to offend him.
Ji heard that he was sitting down beside him, and as soon as he was about to get into his arms, he turned away without a word, apparently not planning to hold her. Ji Ting helpless: "Where did I offend you?"
On and off.
"You don't say, I can't guess myself." Ji listened to good words to persuade.
The discontinuity still did not speak, but her ears had been listening carefully to the movement of Ji Ting. After hearing her go out, she wanted to turn back, but she kept it back. Fortunately, she didn't go far, and stopped just in front of the closet, followed by a rumbling rumbling sound, frowning conscientiously, and immediately posing a cold face when she came towards herself .
"Although I don't know where to make you angry, but I don't know if the clothes I sew for you can coax you?" Ji heard a gentle voice coming slowly.
After a moment of interruption, she turned over and saw that she was holding a black robe with gold thread embroidered on it. It took a lot of effort at first glance. He hides the surprise in his eyes, sits up with a cold face, and silently looks at the robe in her hand.
After a while, he suddenly asked, "Isn't it just for Yuanyuan?"
Ji listened for a moment, and then his mind was clear for a moment, and he could not cry or laugh at all: "So you are angry because of this?"
He didn't say a word, but his expression was obviously admitted.
"... how old are you? I am awkward for such a trivial matter, and even if I mistakenly think that I didn't do it for you, just tell me what you want, what I have been sulking for, what made me worry." Ji Hearing said, a feeling of helplessness surged up.
She continued to glance at her: "Tianjin is a rare good thing, and the entire magic palace is more than ten horses. I've sent you here these days, but I didn't get a shirt, shouldn't I be angry?"
"Should ... Shouldn't it? Isn't this heavenly blessing sent by the temple, how did it become a magic palace?" Ji Ting wondered.
Intermittently cold face. Ji understood, and his raised lips seemed as if he couldn't let go. He couldn't help but want to tease him: "Since this thing is so expensive, how can it be called a magic palace? I still ask the temple to send a few horses over. As a return Here you are ... "
"Ji listen." Continued interrupted slowly and interrupted her.
Ji Tingxiao laughed out loud, reluctant to tease him, reached out and held his cold fingers and said, "Okay, I won't say any more."
He pulled back his hand without saying a word. Ji listened to surprise: "Still angry? Didn't I make a robe for you?"
"Only this one."
And Yuanyuan has many pieces. Ji Ting found that he really understood his subtext more and more quickly recently, and coughed and explained: "Tianjin is precious, I want to practice more, and I will do it for you, and children's clothes are the least Fabric, so it's more suitable. "
He continued to think that many of the small clothes seen today are crooked, but Ji Ting's robe, although the pins are not dense, is much neat, obviously after sewing. The dissatisfaction in my heart disappeared instantly.
After listening to him like this, Ji knew that he had been coaxed, shaking his robe and standing back: "Come and try to fit."
"... You haven't helped me to fit, how could it be fit." Continued breaking off his mouth, but he walked faster than anyone else. He walked and unbuttoned his robe, and when Ji listened, there were only left. Undershirt.
Ji listened to Han smiled behind him, carefully replaced him, continued to put on the belt and buckled the belt, turned and faced her: "It fits perfectly."
"It's so big, where does it fit," Ji Ting looked at his loose waist, and was a little dissatisfied. "It's obviously made better than your clothes. Why isn't it appropriate? Take it off first, I'll modify it." I'll give it to you later. "
She said she would reach out to unbutton it, and stepped back unhappyly: "I'm going to do this."
"... It's too big, I'll fix it for you, and it will be more comfortable to wear." Ji listened to the words and persuaded, but he refused to cooperate, even in order not to give her clothes, lying directly on the bed wearing a robe.
"Aren't you undressing?" Ji heard surprised.
I closed my eyes again and again: "I just sleep like this."
"..." This is ironic and will not allow modification.
Ji heard a sigh and was pushed to the side as soon as he lay down beside him. She was always carried into her arms: "?"
"Don't crumple my robe," continued off lightly.
"..."
Ji Ting moved silently to the side, so as not to press his precious new robe. The two of them still did nothing for the first time in this bed, and fell asleep until dawn.
When Ji Ting woke up, the position next to her was already empty. She got up to the window and looked out to the yellowish sky. She missed the bright sky quite a bit.
"God, it's time for breakfast." The female officer's voice sounded.
Ji listened to her and sighed after seeing the medicine in her hand: "Does he still want me to drink?"
"His Royal Highness did not order to break the medicine of God, so she should drink it as usual." The female official looked down.
Ji Ting looked at the large bowl of bitter medicine in her hand, but felt that her stomach was beginning to swell, and the medicine seemed to remind her that the continuation had never forgiven her, even if she would stay in her room every night Occasionally he was tender, but in the end he didn't forgive her.
Thinking of the purple-red birthmark that can be seen the day before yesterday, Ji heard a sigh. I remember that in Lingquan, she had n’t seen the birthmark on him before, but she saw it a few days ago. It must have been after the fall of the devil, and the birthmark appeared either because of the demon. He misunderstood.
Hurting him and insulting him did not let him develop resentment. Only when she might change his mind, he would be called into a magic moment, but unfortunately when she knew it, it had reached the point where she is now.
"God, the medicine will be cold if you don't take it." The female officer urged.
Ji listened to her lips and took the medicine bowl. After drinking a large bowl of medicine, she had no appetite. She took a few bites at random and told these people to retreat.
When the robe was done, and there was nothing else to pass the time, Ji Ting suddenly took a break, and everything felt wrong, and he felt gloomy all day long.
She didn't eat much at noon, and the female officer worriedly persuaded, "Go to God and use more. You eat too little."
"I don't move much in this palace, and I can't consume so much energy, so I can't feel hungry, so take it." Ji listened bored.
The female officer looked at her with a wrong expression and couldn't help tempting: "Is God in a bad mood?"
Ji listened for a moment, and half smiled wryly: "Maybe, I could have some fun for myself a few days ago, and suddenly I was empty today, I don't know what to do or what to do."
"It ’s better to continue to make clothes. Your Highness is wearing the robe you made today. It is said that I have been in a good mood and forgive a minion who made a mistake. Would n’t your Highness be more if God made more? I'm going to be happy every day, "the female officer laughed.
Ji listened for a while, and refused: "Forget it, I have no interest in making clothes." All her patience and interest disappeared in an instant after sewing the broken robe, again It's harder for her to do one thing than to go to heaven.
"Then look at the storybook? Or find something for the palace person to pass the time." The female officer gave her the best idea.
Ji Ting waved his hand: "Don't worry about it, I can't say why today, it's just that I'm not in a good mood, I just want to come tomorrow."
"God is homesick yet?" The lady officer asked suddenly.
Ji listened for a moment, and blue sky and white clouds appeared in his head, and there were two young apprentices who always loved to turn around her. After a pause, she sighed softly: "Maybe."
Rather than thinking of homesickness, it is better to say that when there is no clue between miss and continuity, now the relationship between the two people really makes her feel helpless.
Ji listened lazily and asked the female officer and others to retreat, but she sat by the window and continued to be dazed.
The news of her unhappiness reached the main hall and came over shortly after.
When I saw him, Ji Ting was still a little surprised: "Is it already dark?" The difference between day and night in the demon world is not too big, but it can be easily distinguished by staying here for such a long time. On and off, she suddenly came over in the evening, and she suddenly suspected that she had lost all her time in a daze.
She continued to look at her, and sat down next to her with a calm face. Ji heard a glance at his oversized robe and couldn't help laughing: "You wear such outfits, can anyone laugh at you?"
He paused for a moment, looked calmly, and seemed to tell her with his eyes: Who dares?
Ji listened to it for a moment, even today, he may not be able to fight even in the heyday, not to mention that he just wore an unsuitable robe, even if he did not wear anything, no one would dare to laugh at him Words.
Looking at him who was cold now, Ji Ting's thoughts were a little divergent. He remembered that although the previous breaks were always cold, he always smiled when facing her. Now when he faces her, he has already There is no difference from facing others.
Seeing Ji Ji still in front of himself, he kept his eyes darkened, "Do you want to go?"
"Huh?" Ji heard him for a moment.
"When is it going?" The intermittent voice seemed to bring its own cold.
Ji listened for a moment: "You let me go?"
The air pressure on the whole body was much lower, and a restrained anger struck under his eyes, but his voice was surprisingly calm: "Ji sounds that God is tired of the magic palace or tired of me, so I want to leave?"
The more he spoke at the end, the more his face condensed, and by the time the last note fell, his face was almost frozen.
Ji Tingding looked at him for a long time, and he felt a bit grieving for a day, and he was about to bubble up. If she had taken care of the identity of the God before, she would only lightly face away when she was aggrieved, but at this moment she did not want to do this, so she followed his heart and climbed on his leg.
Teasel:"……"
She was flexible, and soon got into the broken arms, and closed his eyes and hugged his waist. He didn't say a word, but his cold eyes calmed down, and his hands barely rested on her waist, lest she sit too uncomfortably.
The two hug each other quietly, leaving only the beeps of a candle in the room. I don't know how long it took before Ji Ting loosened him a bit and looked up at him in his arms: "Can we discuss it?"
"Say."
"Can I stop drinking that medicine?" Ji Ting whispered.
She drank only one kind of medicine on a weekday, so she instantly understood what she was saying, and then she didn't want to think, "No."
The expectations of Ji Ting's eyes shattered, and he bowed his head in disappointment. After a long sigh, "I know that you have gas in your heart. Only torture me, I will lose my breath, but I really don't want to drink that medicine. You can change it Punish me? "
"..."
Ji He didn't wait for his answer. His nose was a bit sour, and he was particularly sad when he said, "It's all my fault, it's me who made you like this. You should hate me too ... continued Let's exchange Neitan, I will be the Devil, don't you let me drink bitter medicine again, okay? "
As soon as her voice fell, her chin was picked up by her cold fingers, forcing her to look into his eyes: "The bitter medicine you drink every day is made of Ganoderma lucidum, which is about to be refined. I went to the mountains Dian himself found that each bowl has the essence that can help you repair the meridians and nourish your body. Who have you seen to punish others? In this way? "
Ji Tingyi looked at him, and for a while he was speechless. She realized afterwards that she had not been suffering from the impact of spiritual power for a long time. The spiritual power sealed by her in the meridians now circulates in the body in an orderly manner, and she unknowingly grows. A lot.
...... So how stupid is she to think she will send her decoction daily just to bully her?
Releasing her jaw coldly and intermittently: "You are tired of being here only for a few days in the magic palace. I don't believe you are right. You have no heart at all and cannot stop for whom ..."
"Continued, you are now His Highness Devil, do you mind more than one Demon Princess?" Ji Ting interrupted him.
"..."
Ji listened and laughed: "Let's get married and have a spiritual deed. From now on we will have the same heart and soul with each other. There is no secret to each other. You know my love, and I know your hard work. "
"... Once the deeds are combined, they will die until they die. Do you know what you're talking about?" Continued mutely.
Ji listened with a smile: "Of course you know, don't you believe that I really mean to you, then I will prove it to you."
"..."
"Also, I'm in a bad mood today. One of them is homesickness, but the one I miss the most is the person who was close to me at that time, and the second is because of the bowl of bitter medicine. I thought you were still in my heart. There is mustard ... "
"I have a whimper for you." The interruption interrupted her.
Ji listened for a moment, and laughed: "But I also love me, right?"
On and off.
"As long as you still love me, then everything will be fine. Maybe you will always resent me and never be close to me as before, but it doesn't matter. I just need to know that you still love me, and you will have infinite courage. , Stay with you for a long time. "Ji Ting grabbed his hand, his eyes bright.
Continued frowning: "Why did your emotions become so fast." Just now I looked awkward, and now I have given up infinite hope, and it seems that my mood is bright.
"Because the misunderstanding has been lifted up, I am naturally happy," Ji sighed after hearing that, "thinking back to the past, a little thing seems to be a big misunderstanding between us. I just thought about it just because of me. I didn't give you a sense of security, it was all my fault. "
And spiritual deeds are a way to completely resolve his insecurities. There is nothing more appropriate than direct communication between the mind and heart. Although it is awkward to be peeped at by one's mind, it is better than solving the misunderstanding of two people. Not worth mentioning.
Ji Ting felt more and more suitable the more he thought about it, he immediately jumped out of him and ran to bed to start meditating.
On and off frowning: "What are you doing?"
"Releasing a part of the spiritual power, supporting me to tie up with you." Ji listened briefly.
On and off: "... Are you serious?" How many immortals will never dare to have a spiritual deed, no matter how long their lives are, no one knows that after thousands of years, people who have been around night and night can regret that day, and once Regret, there is only one way to die.
"Naturally, I am serious. I live longer than you, know more about what the deed is, and I ’ve said it on and off. Now I just want to use actions to prove that you have always been with me. Unique, I love you more than my life. "
When Ji Ting said these words, his face was light and faint, and he could not see the slightest hesitation. Her fearlessness fell in the continuity of the eyes, as if a kind of lighter, burning the frost under his eyes.
When Ji heard that he had been silent, he closed his eyes and meditated intently. When he was about to release the spiritual power, a big hand grabbed her wrist and interrupted the process forcibly. Ji puzzled and opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"
"You seem to have forgotten a question." The on and off spoke calmly.
Ji listened for a moment: "What's the problem."
"When did I promise to marry you?" Xu Duan looked at her sublimely.
Ji Ting: "..." Yeah, she forgot about it. People were still angry with her, so how easy would it be to marry her.
She was a little helpless: "So, Your Royal Highness, how can you marry me?"
There was a break in silence for a long time: "I am missing a robe to change clothes."
"..."
"If there is no newly-made robe in the dowry, then don't marry." After speaking off, she lay beside her, and stretched out her hand to lie down. Let's talk better. "
Ji Ting was lying beside him, and Wen Yan immediately asked, "If I had made a robe for you, would you marry me?"
"Quiet, sleep." The continuity did not answer directly, but the ears gradually turned red.
Ji Ting knows his awkwardness most, and settles the matter after a laugh: "That's the decision, I will start sewing new robes for you tomorrow, and it should be done soon. You should prepare for this Do n’t wait for me to finish the wedding, I do n’t want to wait a minute or a second.

On and off lying quietly aside, without saying a word, as if asleep. Ji Ting didn't get fooled, and Ban Qi asked, "Have you heard me?"
"……Ok."
Even if you become enchanted, even if you become the demon king who killed the Quartet, the fear of the teacher in your bones will not change.
Ji listened with a chuckle, and when he moved, he was going to drill into his arms. As a result, when he was halfway through, he was taken aside.
"Don't press on my robe." Continued a serious seriousness.
Ji Ting: "... you didn't take off, right, are you going to dress like this for life?"
"I will change it when the new robe is ready."
"... Get off." If he kept wearing it like this, what's the difference between her and Shouhuo?
On and off silent protest, obviously did not want to take off. Ji listened helplessly, leaned closer to his ear, and whispered in his ear, "If you take off, I will give you ..."
On and off for a moment: "Really?"
"Of course it is true, take it off, how uncomfortable it is to sleep." Ji listened helplessly.
The interruption immediately took off the robe, and folded it on the chair with patience, and added a layer of knots to the robe. Ji Ting was speechless: "You and I are here, still worried about who stole your clothes?"
"Just be reassured." After finishing talking, the fingertips fell off the bed, covering both of them.
After one night, Ji listened so tired that he couldn't raise his arms. He opened his eyes and looked habitually. After seeing the break, he stunned for a while, but didn't respond for a long time.
When she woke up, she opened her eyes, and looked down at her surprise, then stretched out her hands to massage her arms.
"You didn't even go to the main hall today." Ji Ting couldn't help it.
Glancing at her again and again: "Nothing today, don't go."
Ji listened, and suddenly felt that he seemed different from usual. To talk about the specific changes, I have to talk about it last night. Thinking of the vulgar words he said in his ear, Ji Ting's face turned red.
Why is there such a sudden change? Is it because she said yesterday that she wants to get married? Ji Ting's heart moved, and he loved and softened a lot of continuity.
"Look what?" Continued frowning.
Ji Tingxiao smiled: "I have to determine whether my thoughts are right." After saying that, she got into the quilt, chopped off, and her eyes suddenly darkened.
After a whole morning of mischief, Ji Ting was content with lying in the continuity of his arms, thinking of the birthmark that had become apparently shallow, and he was gradually thinking about it. What he wanted has always been simple, she has no reserved love, but now two people have experienced too much, even if she held them all in front of him, I am afraid he is not convinced, but she proposed a spiritual deed, this It was tantamount to show him his heart, and he could not help but believe it.
She didn't get up until noon, and the female officer waited for the medicine. Ji Ting had a painful face, carefully looked at the interruption, and figured out how to get rid of the medicine.
"I remember angering the mountain the first time I took these medicines, I was almost buried in the landslide, and finally I tried to avoid it with a sigh of relief." Continued off lightly.
Ji Ting: "..."
What more can you say, drink it. Ji Tingba took the bowl over and drank it in front of the medicine. The interruption was still satisfactory, leading her to the table to sit down and stare at her for dinner.
Ji Ting took a bite of rice to suppress the bitterness, and suddenly wanted to settle accounts with him again: "If the medicine is for my benefit, why not give me a candied fruit?"
"Xiang Ke, too sweet can not eat." Suddenly the answer was extraordinarily simple.
Ji listened for a moment before realizing that his meals here were salty, not even the sweet ones. There was a little sweetness in her heart, and there was a red flush on her cheek, only she felt that she loved him more than yesterday.
This feeling completely disappeared when she continued to force her to eat a second bowl of rice.
"It's too supportive." Ji Ting pursed his lips.
Continued section looked at the food on the table with expressionless expression, and said quietly for a long time: "Mortal people can't stay in the demon world for a long time, so I bought these meals three times a day, and the cook who cooks for you It's eighty years old, if he knows his mind is so bad ... "
Before he finished speaking, Ji Ting had picked up his chopsticks and ate everything he had clamped. He continued to leave with satisfaction.
As soon as he left, Ji Ting helped the table to lie down on the soft couch, rubbing his belly lazily, like a cat full of food. The lady official came forward with a smile: "God seems to be in a better mood today."
Ji Ting gave her a faint glance, which made the female official feel a little cold, and she took a step back and didn't dare to speak again.
"You go down." Ji Ting took up the stance, still full of the spirit of God, even if there is no spiritual power to suppress, the demeanor alone can make people instinctively surrender.
The female officer left in a hurry, and then she relaxed. She always knew that the female officer told her every day about life without any details, and she didn't feel annoyed at being stared at, but only occasionally chatted with the female officer could be passed into the broken ear, which really made people happy. stand up.
She did not intend to establish a prestige, nor did she change the status quo, but she also had no intention of chatting with female officials and other people in the future. If there is anything she's going to hold her back, lest she be told all kinds of words again, before the spiritual deed ends, she's afraid of the continuity because of which sentence caused a misunderstanding.
Ji Ting turned over and looked at the yellow sky outside the window. After the satiety, he took the remaining Tianjin and planned to make a new robe for the continuation. Although the interest in making clothes has disappeared, I have done so many things before, so I will be more proficient.
But not.
When the broken Tianjin was spread on the ground, Ji Ting was silent. After a long time, she called the person in charge of the treasury, and after confirming that there was no skylight, she sighed and asked someone to take it to the temple.
So everyone in the temple waited for Ji to listen to it for a long time, only to get a message asking for the sky. I heard that God wanted to sew clothes, and a little Xian'e immediately burst into tears: "Why would God worry about this on weekdays, why would he suddenly have to sew clothes by himself? Definitely, I had a hard time in the demon world. Right. "
As she said, the other Xiaoxian's eyes were also red, and her brain made up a desolate drama.
Shang Lu's hair was blue, and he who was gritting his teeth was going to the Demon Realm to find a reconciliation account. He was stopped by the fallen immortal who came: "What are you doing ?!"
"I'll find the continuation, how can he bully Master!" Shang Luhong stared.
The fallen fairy frowned: "What the is going on?"
It was just that the person who came to Tianjin by the order of Ji Jiu shivered and did not dare to say half a word, or Xiao Xian'e next to me, you said everything I knew. Shang Lu heard more and more sorrow and indignation: "If you ca n’t even give a piece of clothes to Master, how can Master get to the point of making clothes for herself?"
He didn't even have clothes, let alone anything else, Master was seriously injured, afraid that he would not be interrupted to death.
"Funny! If Ji is really so miserable, how could it be possible to order the higher demons to do things for her!" The fallen fairy reprimanded, taking out the heavenly brocade from Qiankun's bag during the Shanglu God, sneered and lost it again "These materials are mostly black and blue. In addition to the intermittent love to wear this, have you ever seen your master wear this?"
Shang Lu froze, then suddenly cried: "Master Yixian means, torture Master to make clothes for him on and off ?!"
"... How did you get so many chances in your mind?" The fallen fairy looked at him silently, and kicked him on the knee of the Devil. . "
Higher demons: "..." Why the people in Heaven are so fierce, he wants to go home.
In the face of so many immortals, it is impossible to escape. He could only explain with weak legs: "It was not the persecution of His Highness the Devil, it was Ji who heard that God wanted to make clothes for him."
"Impossible! Why hasn't Master done it before?" Shang Lu denied it without thinking.
At this time, the priest who had not spoken in the corner opened his mouth: "Maybe it is true. The demons helped the gods to send some small clothes back. They are round and wearable. The needlework is not familiar. What people do should be just the beginning of God. "
"Why didn't you say it before?" Shang Lu looked at him.
The priest was silent for a moment: "I thought it was sent to Yuanyuan by continuity." Continuance is now a person in the demon world. He was afraid that others would think more and did not say it.
Shanglu was silent for a moment, and the fire was down by more than half, but he still had some doubts about the words of this demons.
"It's true. His Royal Highness listened to Ji very well. He would go with her every night. Now it is accompanied by three meals a day. The slaves have never seen anyone who is more patient than His Royal Highness." The tribe was careful to please, thinking that they could not humiliate His Highness Demon in front of Ji Heshang's maiden family.
Shang Lu listened to his words, his eyes were full of complexities, and he finally waved with a big hand: "Okay, this is what you misunderstood, and you don't want Ji to listen to that temper, but you can't stand even a little grievance. How can I allow it? Continue to discredit her, let's all go. "
Everyone looked at each other, and finally broke apart, only Shanglu refused to leave. The demons are most afraid of him. After seeing him looking at himself, he hurried to hide from the fallen fairy, and felt that the six big eyes on the fallen fairy's face were very kind, so he couldn't help a little more: "If two I'm still not assured that Ji listens to God, and I can go to the magic palace someday. "
"Who is going to see her." The fallen fairy snorted disdainfully.
The demons smiled diligently: "Don't go now, and the wedding banquet is going to go some days. Ji may sound happy to see you ..."
Before I finished speaking, I felt that the expressions of these two people had changed. The demons who knew they were wrong slipped away, leaving only the two apprentices who were staring at the dog.
"What did he say?"
Shang Lu blinked his eyes, then shocked: "Master is going to marry him?"
Fallen Immortal: "..."
No matter how rough the hearts of the two people are, Ji Ting got Tianjin anyway according to the original plan, so he continued to study making robes.
But this time, although there were carrots—the wedding of the two of them—hanging in front, but after destroying a few splendid brocades in a row, Ji Ting, who had lost interest in making clothes, even felt that the matter was dull.
And in a boring state, what is made can not be seen. After another failure, she threw the cloth on the ground in frustration, and the female officer looked at Tian Jin with distress: "Isn't the piece that God made for His Royal Highness before is particularly good, why can't it be done this time? ? "
"I don't know. The more I think about it, the more headache I get." Ji heard a sigh.
The female officer thought for a while: "Is it because God is not calm enough?"
"Not calm enough?" Ji Ting looked up.
The female officer nodded: "Yeah, when God used to make clothes, his eyebrows were full of peace, but now he is irritable, so slaves thought, maybe because God is not calm enough."
Ji Tingyi thought it made sense. During this period of time, she softened a lot. She would come to accompany her whenever she had time. She always wanted to stick to him, and she had less time to make clothes.
The craftsmanship thing can't be thrown away, it must be because of a lack of calm. Ji listened seriously to the female officer: "Go and tell His Royal Highness that you shouldn't come to me until my robe is finished."
Female Officer: "..."
On and off, when he received the news, his face was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, and finally he only said ‘got it’. From this day, he did not go to her again.
However, the continuity could not come, and Ji Ting couldn't make a decent robe. After working for half a month, she found the continuity bitterly: "We may not be married."
Teasel:"……"
Ji heard a sigh and took out the cloth that already had a robe: "I don't know what happened, I have worked so hard, but I still make the same garbage, not even half of yours." Come to feel ashamed, the first robe she made has been worn on him, but fortunately the people who have been elevated are not dusty, otherwise they will really be dirty.
Looking at the crumpled ball in her hand, she couldn't see that this was a hundred-year-old piece of cloth. If those spirit silkworms knew it, I would probably be furious.
"Continued ..." Ji Hean's voice weakened.
Glancing at her intermittently: "I see."
"Aren't you angry?"
"will not."
Ji Ting stared at him for a moment, relieved instantly, and took her pickle-like ingredients back.
When the night broke, she came, she felt ashamed, and spent twelve minutes to wait for him. After that, she fell asleep and woke up until dawn the next day.
When she opened her eyes, she stumbled to see the discontinuity sitting at the table, and after struggling for a while, she struggled to get up. She was surprised when she saw what the discontinuity was doing: "How do you ..."
He heard the on and off looking at her, still holding the needle thread and the cloth in his hand. He seemed to have not slept all night, because the cloth had been cut into a robe style, and was being sewn up little by little in his hand at this moment.
"If I didn't help, wouldn't I be able to marry a kiss in my life?"
The author has something to say: Bian Chuan Er: I broke my heart every day to marry my wife
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