Ye Lao Er said helplessly: "If you won't let me in, then call my wife out. After all, she knows me, right?"
The servant then went in to deliver the message.
Soon, Ye Ersao came out. She looked up and saw that it was Ye Laoer. She quickly said to the doorman, "This is indeed my husband. If possible, please let him in. If not, please let him wait for me at the door. I will go back and pack up and come back."
When Menzi heard that it was really Ye Ersao's husband, he was no longer on guard and greeted Ye Laoer a little embarrassedly.
"Since Ye Ersao has confirmed it, please come in!
"I'm really sorry. It's mainly because the master has given instructions, and it's not appropriate for us servants to act on our own."
"You don't know him, how can I blame you?" Mrs. Ye exchanged a few words with the servants, then took Ye Lao Er to the backyard.
She was afraid that Ye Lao Er would feel uncomfortable, so she explained: "Only women live in our backyard, and there are no men.
"Besides, the embroiderers have all gone home now. If Madam Lu goes out, I will be the only one left at home.
"That's why Madam Lu repeatedly told the doormen and servants not to let anyone in casually, for fear of any accidents."
"That's good." Ye Lao Er quickly expressed his opinion, "I heard that the city is actually more chaotic than our country, so we should be more careful.
"Do you have any unfinished work here? I was thinking of coming to pick you up!"
“The Queen’s dress was finished yesterday and has been shown to her.
"That's why the embroiderers all went back home.
"I have a little work on my hands and will be done soon. Just sit here and wait for me."
The clothes that Ye Ersao is making now are naturally not for the queen, but for Qingtian.
The embroiderers had already prepared the parts that needed embroidery for her before they left, and she only had to sew them together.
But even so, it still took her almost a day.
Ye Ersao sewed the last sleeve, cut the thread, and then picked it up to show Ye Laoer.
"Is it beautiful?"
"It looks good!" Ye Lao Er nodded without hesitation. "Wife, since you like making little skirts so much, why don't we have another daughter?"
"Come on, you said the same thing last time.
"And in the end? Didn't she still give birth to two troublesome brats?"
At this moment, Ye Changzhao and Ye Changfeng, who were playing in the alley behind the dumpling restaurant, sneezed at the same time.
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