Everyone says the Thirteenth Prince is dashing, handsome, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and the dream lover of countless young ladies. But when it comes to Zhaojia Heyue, she dismiss...
Yan Yue hurried over, her curious gaze sweeping over them before she frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?" Then she glared at He Yue unhappily, "And why did you take so long?"
Heyue took Sixth Sister's arm and explained with a smile, "I just recommended a few patterns to Boss Fang and helped him put them on the clothes."
"You?" Yan Yue's eyes widened in surprise as she looked her up and down, her expression clearly showing disbelief: "What kind of tricks could you possibly come up with?"
"Sixth Sister, you really don't believe me?" Heyue looked at her pitifully, like a poor little abandoned girl.
"Stop, stop, stop. You're so great, whatever." Yan Yue rolled her eyes inelegantly, giving up helplessly.
He Yue chuckled.
Yuxiu also came over, looking at the two of them with a puzzled expression: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Heyue waved her hand with a smile: "What do Sixth Sister and Sister Fucha like? Let Boss Fang embroider them on the clothes."
The two of them nodded in agreement without saying anything more.
After choosing their fabrics, the group left the Brocade Embroidery Shop.
On the way back, the three of them traveled together and rode in the same carriage. He Yue sat next to Fucha Yuxiu and asked, seemingly out of curiosity, "Sister Fucha, how much do you know about Princess Guo Luoluo?"
Fucha Yuxiu was slightly surprised: "Why are you asking her?" She subconsciously frowned, clearly unwilling to say more.
Yan Yue also looked over curiously.
He Yue was secretly puzzled, but still asked in a coquettish tone, "I'm just curious, after all, she did help us in the palace that time, didn't she?"