Greetings, Ninth Uncle

He had expected it for a long time, but when Huo Chang Yuan heard these words with his own ears, he still felt panicked. He tried to keep his composure, but his voice had become cold and hard: "Really? I remember that although she is good at sewing, she never makes things for outsiders easily. She has made embroidery by herself over the years, and she can count them with one hand."

After Huo Chang Yuan said this, Cheng Yuanjing also lowered his eyes to admire the bag.

The purse is made of high-quality brocade fabric, embroidered with blue and purple treasures in the middle, and the thread collection, presser foot and even the pendant are all elegant. Although the color is light, it does not reduce its extravagance.

Cheng Yuanjing is not good at foreign things, and besides, he has seen a lot of good things, and there are very few things that can make him care. However, beautiful things are inherently lovable, Cheng Yujin is like this, and so is her handicraft.

Cheng Yuanjing couldn't help softening when he saw the purse. He nodded and replied lightly: "Yes, she really rarely makes things for outsiders. However, I am not an outsider."

Huo Chang Yuan choked on his breath, and couldn't help but want to say that this person is really handsome, and he really dares to say it.

Cheng Yuanjing's smile did not change, and he continued: "You can't see it from the outside, but the patterns on it are actually double-sided embroidery. She is the only one who can double-sided embroidery in the entire capital. I couldn't bear to make her bother, but she insisted and used the most The troublesome double-sided embroidery. Except for the birthday screen that was sent to the palace a few days ago, there is only this double-sided embroidery. Even Mrs. Cheng mentioned that she has never used double-sided stitching."

The more Huo Chang Yuan listened, the darker his face became, and he almost felt absurd, as if Cheng Yuanjing said these things on purpose to him. Huo Changyuan felt that Cheng Yuanjing, as a fourth-rank court official, would not do such naive and absurd things, but he had to say that Huo Changyuan was really stimulated.

He knew best how cool Cheng Yujin was. She honed her female celebrity and cooking skills in order to add aura to herself. If she really thought that she would wash her hands and make soup, she would be wrong. Cheng Yujin only made embroidery with his own hands on occasions such as Mrs. Cheng's birthday and the emperor's birthday, and what she did was naturally her own name. Besides, Huo Chang Yuan, his fiancé, has never had this honor.

She is indifferent to everyone, why is she an exception to Cheng Yuanjing?

Huo Chang Yuan was very angry, he took a deep breath, and said in an indifferent tone: "She pays the most attention to etiquette and rules, and it is naturally inconvenient for her to give her husband's personal things. She has nothing to hide from her family, father and brother."

Huo Chang Yuan hinted that Cheng Yuanjing was nothing like this. It was very common for a niece to make a purse for her uncle.

Cheng Yuanjing took it easy and smiled: "Really? I have never seen similar embroidery on Cheng Yuanxian and Cheng Enbao, so I guessed that this is the only one. It turns out that Jingyong Hou has seen others?"

Huo Chang Yuan had never seen it before. He was refuted continuously, and he was already very annoyed. After being robbed by Cheng Yuanjing again, he was so angry that he couldn't keep his face. Does Cheng Yuanjing know what it means to be adequate? Even if he understands it himself, must he expose others?

Huo Chang Yuan was very angry, his face was green and he faced the sparsely grassed garden, and he didn't want to see Cheng Yuanjing's face again. At this moment, a gust of wind came from the garden, making the grass and trees rustled. Huo Chang Yuan frowned and said, "It's going to rain."

And Cheng Yujin hasn't come back yet.

Cheng Yujin really walked a long way because she wanted to watch Cheng Enci and Cheng Enbei. Suddenly, the wind picked up from behind. The wind was strong and urgent, and the hem of her clothes flew up and down. Cheng Yujin stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, and immediately said to Cheng Enci and Cheng Enbei's maids, "It's going to rain, bring the two young masters back."

Fortunately, the two brothers Cheng Enci knew the importance and followed them back obediently. When Cheng Yujin set foot on the corridor sheltered from the rain, it was raining the size of a bean outside.

This autumn rain came so fast and urgently that it slammed on the ground, knocking the branches and leaves upside down, and the whole world was instantly enveloped by the sound of rain. After Cheng Yujin stood up, Forsythia hurried forward to help her straighten her hair hit by the rain.

Several maids and old ladies were busy, and suddenly there were heavy footsteps on the other side of the corridor. Huo Chang Yuan walked at the front, and when he saw Cheng Yujin, he immediately strode over.

"Why are you wet? It's raining outside, don't you know how to avoid it first?" Huo Chang Yuan frowned, saying that he was about to come to pull Cheng Yujin, Cheng Yujin was very bored, took a step back, and avoided Huo Changyuan mercilessly hand.

"Master Huo." A few strands of hair on both sides of Cheng Yujin's temples were wet, and the locks were attached to her cheeks, making her face white as snow and her lips rosy. "

Huo Chang Yuan's expression froze, as if he did not expect Cheng Yujin to be so heartless. I don't know why, the moment he saw Cheng Yujin, he habitually reached out to pull her.

As if this is an instinctive habit of the body. Before the brain can react, the subconscious has already made a decision.

Huo Chang Yuan's fingers twitched, and he retracted his body uncomfortably. But looking at Cheng Yujin's half-wet hair, he still couldn't bear it: "Okay, I won't touch you. You're wet, change into clean clothes first."

With that said, Huo Chang Yuan took off his robe and wanted to hand it to Cheng Yujin. Cheng Yujin's brows and eyes were cold, and she didn't even look at it: "Master Huo, you are overstepping the line."

Huo Chang Yuan's outstretched hand paused, but did not retract it. He still held up his coat persistently, with obvious and aggressive intentions. The two were at a stalemate, and there were footsteps on the other side of the corridor. The distance was still far away, but Cheng Yujin recognized it strangely.