Chapter 81: Cutting clothes

When I heard the words of the night ink, the wine and wine were not cut, and I looked disdainful.
This stinky boy, the feeling is to beat her, now reward her a candy, thinking that she will forgive him! ? I think it’s beautiful!
After the cold wine slammed, the back heel slammed, and then the whole body quickly jumped into the bedroom.
Looking at the small fox in front of his hand, he jumped into the bedroom with a blink of an eye.
Seeing this, Night Moyu stepped forward and wanted to follow the window.
Who knows, when his talents came to the window, they heard a bang.
The originally opened carved window has been closed from the inside.
"Hey, this king's nose..."
Night Moyu only felt a sharp pain in his nose, and he immediately licked his mouth.
"You little fox, dare to treat this king so much, don't think that this king will be good to you again!"
Night Moyu licked his nose with a painful pain, and clenched his fist to the snarl of the carved window that had been closed.
In my heart, I am even more annoyed.
It’s a hell!
Just now, he was not excited to come here, just to see this little fox out! ?
But just now, he would actually see the little fox sad, and feel the panic and guilt.
It seems that he not only has his nose broken, but his head has also been damaged! ?
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The night is deep, and at the gate of the Four Kings, a luxurious carriage is slowly stopping.
The moonlight is like water, and it is gently sprinkled.
A large red long figure, even from the carriage, gently jumped.
The clothes are flying, the hair is long, and the sky is elegant.
The man is standing there, but the end is a dragon Zhang Fengzi, expensive and aggressive!
When I saw the red man who appeared at the entrance of the Four Kings, the servants who had been waiting for the side, had bowed down in a respectful manner.
"Welcome to the prince to return home!"
"Yep."
For the servant who stumbles over the land, the man in red looks a touch.
The narrow black scorpion was swept away and fell on the uncle who had rushed to his side.
"What's the matter!?"
The man spoke, the voice was soft, and the majesty in the tone made people smell it, and they could not help but fear.
When I heard the man's words, Zong Shu's wrinkled face could not help but hesitate for a moment. Then he opened his mouth and said that he was honest and respectful.
"Returning to the prince, the little fox refused to eat from noon to the present, and he kept himself in the bedroom, even if it was a stone, he would not enter it!"
"What!? The wine is not willing to eat from noon to the present!?"
When I heard the words of Zong Shu, the man’s good-looking sword eyebrows couldn’t help but squat, and it was a worry and tension that could not be concealed.
Then, the pace of the foot was not accelerated, almost walking like a fly, and then walked towards the bedroom.
While walking, the man did not forget to ask.
"At noon, is there something happening??"
The man spoke, although it was a question, he said it was very positive.
After all, with his understanding of the little fox, the little fox, the favorite is to eat, there is nothing, than the food.
However, nowadays, it does not eat anything from noon to the present, and it is not willing to let people go to the bedroom. There is something wrong with it. It must be something happened.
Just as the man was anxiously thinking about it, when Zong Shu heard the man’s words, the old man could not help but be a bit surprised.
All along, I know that my master and my heart are keen and can easily see the minds of others.
Unexpectedly, even the mind of a little fox, his master is so easy to know, it really makes people dissatisfied.
The heart was very impressed by the man in front of him, and then Zong Shu told all the things that happened at noon today.
It is said that the man is only scornful, his red lips are close, he no longer has to say anything, but he quickly rushed to the bedroom.
Looking at the few servants waiting in the head of the bedroom, the long black scorpion of the night ink was lightly flickered first, and then, as if he had thought of something, he walked toward the study.
Zong Shu, who has been following the man, has seen this, and the old face is a glimpse.
"Wang, you are this!?"
Uncle Zong opened his mouth and was puzzled.
His master, isn't the little fox in the anxious bedroom! ?
Why are you now at the door of the bedroom, but you don’t go in, but you have changed direction! ?
For Zong Shu’s doubts, Night Mohan did not explain it. He just came to the study room and picked up a brush and outlined what was on the rice paper.
Zong Shu saw this, but although he was puzzled, he never asked more questions.
After all, his master, his mind has always been unpredictable, and he is a slave, only to obey the instructions of the master.
Zong Shu thought in his heart and did not know how long it took.
I saw the man standing at the desk and finally put down the brush in his hand.
"Zong Shu, now take this picture immediately, go to the Ruyi Pavilion in the capital, and make the clothes on the picture, according to this size, remember that after the king has an hour, you must get this set of clothes!

"Amount!? But Wang Ye, Ruyi Museum is not open at this time..."
Zong Shu took the rice paper handed by the man and hesitated for a moment, said cautiously.
However, he just finished speaking, but he saw a hot and sharp gaze, and he was falling tight on him.
The man’s gaze, though a gentle glimpse, made Zong Shu’s heart incapable of shocking.
After all, the man’s gaze is as sharp as a knife, and people are shocked.
Seeing this, Zong Shu’s heart glimpsed, and immediately, he lowered his eyes and said with a respectful opening.
"Yes, Wang Ye, the old slave immediately went to do it!"
"Yep."
When I heard the words of Zong Shu, the man slowly recovered the sharp eyes. The next moment, like what he thought of, the red lips were slightly opened, and he said lightly.
"Oh, yes, and, some days ago, the emperor didn't give a few brocades!? Take the few brocades to do."
The man spoke and said nothing, as if the few brocades were just plain cloth.
However, Zong Shu heard the words, and his heart was once again shocked.
You must know that the few brocades are given by the emperor, and there are no more than one hundred. And there are not many tributaries each year.
This year's tribute to the brocade, but only ten, the emperor gave three queens, two queens, one noble, the other three, gave him the master.
Although his master has never loved Jin Jin, just now, using these brocades to cut clothes for the little fox, there are some gluttony things! ?
Zong Shuyue thought, my heart seems to be cut like meat, heartache!
However, even if he is hurt again, he will only listen to the master.
I don't know, the little fox, who burned a good fragrance in the last generation, can meet his master in this life, and he is so loved by his master! ?
Ordinary people, where can I have such a good treatment! ?