"Miss is sleeping, I'll call her."
Xiao Cui looked very happy, walked to the yard, let Li Yi and Lao Fang sit on the stone bench, turned around and walked to Zeng Zuimo's room.
Li Yi asked in surprise: "Since sleeping last night?"
Xiaocui turned her head and said, "Miss was designing the styles of the ready-to-wear last night and went to bed at dawn."
Li Yi was startled, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, don't call her, let her have a good rest."
"No, I'm going to call Miss." Xiaocui shook her head and said firmly.
"Don't worry, let her sleep for a while." Li Yi shook his head and said, "I'm a little thirsty when I come here. Xiaocui should go and pour two cups of tea first."
"Okay..., okay." Xiaocui thought for a while, finally nodded and said.
"well… "
Xiao Cui went in to make tea, but Lao Fang shook his head and sighed.
Li Yi glanced at him, "Why are you sighing?"
"Grandpa, don't you know why I sigh?"
"Why should I know why you sigh?"
"I know that every time my uncle comes back from the palace and passes this street, he has to get off the carriage and walk through this alley. My uncle doesn't know why I sigh?"
Li Yi looked at him and said, "That's because——there's a traffic jam on this street."
Lao Fang looked at him and asked earnestly, "If Missy can't have a child, uncle, you plan to keep doing this for the rest of your life, just like these few months?"
Li Yi didn't look at him this time, and didn't say anything.
Lao Fang glanced at him again, sighed, shook his head and said, "I sigh because I don't want to part with the money, and I will get it back from that surnamed Wang sooner or later."
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…
Xiaocui came out soon, bringing out two cups of hot tea and a plate of hanging flower cakes.
Li Yi first squeezed a piece and put it in his mouth. The taste was still familiar, but he hadn't tasted this taste for a long time.
How long is it, two months, or three months, four months
Li Yi swallowed the osmanthus cake and asked, "Where is Miss Ruoqing?"
Xiaocui sat down on a stone bench and said, "Sister Ruoqing and Xiaozhu won't be back until very late."
"Take me to the studio." Li Yi ate two pieces of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, took a sip of tea, stood up and said.
"Oh." Xiaocui nodded, and led him to the Moon Gate.
"What kind of crime is this..."
Lao Fang threw a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake into his mouth, glanced inside, and shook his head slightly, with a sad expression on his face.
Li Yi has been to this studio many times before, but the layout is quite different now. There are sample pictures hanging on the shelf on one side. It can be seen that the ink has dried up not long ago, and it should have been painted a few hours ago. OK
Xiaocui pointed to those paintings, and said, "These are the ready-to-wear styles that Miss drew last night."
"Don't call your lady just yet, let her have a good rest." Li Yi sat down by the table, the paintbrush was just in a convenient position, and a painting on the table was half painted, Li Yi put it aside and started again Lay out a new rice paper.
"Research on Ancient Chinese Costumes", "Illustrated Catalog of Chinese Costumes", "History of Chinese Costumes", "A List of Ancient Costumes"...
As for ancient costumes, how to look good, there is no need to cater to the trend of this era, because the clothes sold in those tailor shops in Kyoto are the trend.
Xiaocui stood aside and watched, and saw that in less than half a quarter of an hour, a beautiful dress that she had never seen before appeared on the paper, and the expression on her face couldn't help being stunned.
She blinked and asked curiously, "Mr. Li, what kind of clothes are these?"
"This is called a wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt." Li Yi had already spread a piece of rice paper, and said casually.
"I've never heard of it." Xiaocui thought for a while, and said with some doubts.
"It's normal if you haven't heard of it." Li Yi said while drawing: "When it comes to this dress, we have to talk about a legend a long time ago. It is said that there was a country called Jiang Guo thousands of years ago. Jiang country is facing the attack of the enemy country, the war is raging, and the people are dying... Solanum nigrum is the princess of Jiang country, and she and her brother Long Yang have lived in the palace since they were young. This wide-sleeved fairy dress is Solanum nigrum's favorite dress... "
"Then, what happened later..." Xiaocui asked nervously, grabbing her sleeves.
"Later, Prince Longyang died in battle, Jiang Guo perished, Solanum nigrum blamed himself and regretted, life was hopeless, he jumped into the flames of ten thousand feet, and sealed his soul in a magic sword..."
"Ah..." Xiaocui's body trembled, and the tears in her eyes rolled out immediately.
Li Yi swore that he really just wanted to tell a few stories, otherwise it would be too boring to paint here alone, and he didn't want to deceive the little girl's tears. As a teenager, he also shed a lot of tears...
"Xiao Cui, what are you doing in the studio?"
A voice sounded from outside the door, Zeng Zuimo walked in, the voice was still a little tired.
Li Yi looked up and opened his mouth in surprise.
Of course, the surprise this time was not because she was not wearing any clothes. In fact, she was tightly wrapped in her pajamas, but with her messy hair and haggard face, she stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet. On the face, it's obvious that he just woke up and didn't even wash up...
This is the first time Li Yi has seen the Goddess of Luoshui like this.
Zeng Zuimo's eyes first swept across Xiao Cui's face, and then his eyes fixed on Li Yi. After rubbing his sleepy eyes, he looked at Xiao Cui again, and when he spoke again, his voice suddenly became sharper: "Xiao Cui Cui, did he bully you?"
After Xiao Cui was stunned for a moment, she immediately said: "No, miss, you misunderstood me, Mr. Li didn't bully me, it was he who told Xiao Cui a story just now, and Xiao Cui shed tears..."
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Not long after, Zeng Zuimo glanced at her with some dissatisfaction, and said, "Isn't it just a made-up story, it's worth it?"
Xiao Cui took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, handed it over and said, "Miss, wipe it too..."
"Damn girl..." Zeng Zuimo rolled up his sleeves, Xiao Cui turned and ran away.
"return!"
When she ran to the door, she was stopped by Zeng Zuimo, Goddess Luoshui looked back at her and said, "Give me the handkerchief."
"Isn't this Mr. Li Xianbo, why are you free to come here today?"
Zeng Zuimo sat down opposite Li Yi, picked up the sample drawing he just drew, and asked casually, "Is it to see if we are lazy? Don't worry, Sister Ruoqing and I are worthy of our monthly wages."
Li Yi didn't speak, but just looked at her straight.
Even if she was looking at the sample picture, Li Yi's gaze made her face a little hot, she raised her head, and asked a little angrily, "What are you looking at?"
"You don't need to wash up... do you change your clothes?" Li Yi asked tentatively.
Zeng Zuimo looked up at him, then lowered his head to continue looking at the picture, and said, "Rouge and gouache are very expensive, I don't want to waste them."
Li Yi suddenly remembered a truth in later generations.
Women can cheat men at will, but they will never waste their cosmetics.
If a woman doesn't even bother to put on makeup when she sees you—he sighed, and suddenly felt a little pricked.