Don't Provoke Princess

Beauty Bai noted down Mu Qingqing's size and began to chat with her while sketching. After all, Number One Scholar from A City was a rarity to Beauty Bai . This was the first time she was making clothes for a top scholar in A city.    

    

"Auntie Bai, you've learned design before?" Mu Qingqing watched as she smoothly sketched out her rough figure. Her strokes were carefree and did not lose out to the designs she had seen in the books.    

    

"Design? What is that? " Beauty Bai asked her curiously. The words you said are too profound. I don't understand them very well, but I drew them myself. Since I was a teenager, I have worked under the master of a tailor shop. The master is good at making clothes for others by relying on his pair of powerful eyes and his dexterous hands. I can't do it. I've cut some clothes for people, but the things I think about and the things I cut out are completely different. "    

    

"But afterwards, I thought of a solution. Even bragging has to be done first with a rough draft. If I were to make clothes for all of you, I should also make a rough draft first so that there wouldn't be any problems with the cut out clothes. "The facts have proven that this method of mine is effective. Later on, my master praised my clothes that were especially beautiful." Beauty Bai teased Mu Qingqing as she chatted, an optimistic smile on her face.    

    

Mu Qingqing nodded slightly as if she had thought of something. However, what she was thinking was that Beauty Bai was very powerful. She should be a very talented person. She had never learned the orthodox design, but she was able to draw lifelike strokes. She was already very powerful.    

    

While they were chatting, Beauty Bai , with her many years of experience, drew two designs for Mu Qingqing. One was fresh and fresh, while the other was in the shape of a formal dress.    

    

"This one, uh... "Can you add the crochet style to the shoulder area? The hem can also be made into a half-crochet style." Mu Qingqing admired the design that Beauty Bai had drawn, but she had once figured it out herself. Although it wasn't a clothing design, she was still able to understand a little bit about it.    

    

"I thought you would choose the academy." Beauty Bai was a little surprised by her choice. In this age, there were very few people who could accept a dress that revealed their back, especially women. Most of them were shy.    

    

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and smiled. In her previous life, she could no longer see them, but she had touched the wedding gowns in the bridal shop before imagining the patterns of those gowns in her mind, gradually becoming pure white.    

    

"You have pretty good eyesight. I also feel that the set of clothes on the right is very suitable for your temperament, and can reflect your skin color." Beauty Bai looked at the map she drew and then thought, according to Mu Qingqing's method, it only had the effect of hiding her skin. This little girl is shy.    

    

"I'm not going to change. That's good enough. If we add the veil, we would lose all of that spiritual qi and become vulgar. " Beauty Bai did not start to change the dress, but began to draw a new one, a much more conservative bubble - sleeved dress, sweet style.    

    

"You don't like the academy's style, but what about the more conservative one?" Seeing that Mu Qingqing had her own understanding of her design, Beauty Bai asked one more question.    

    

Mu Qingqing nodded her head in satisfaction. This long white dress with bubbly sleeves suited her very well.    

    

"Sister Bai, what's your real name?" She knew Beauty Bai 's name, but not her real one.    

    

"Kid, you really have a sweet mouth." Beauty Bai smiled. She was happy that Mu Qingqing called her sister, so she told Mu Qingqing her real name. "Bai Ruowen, if it's really like this, then it's the warmth of warm water."    

    

"Bai, Ruo, Wen." What a familiar name.    

    

"Alright, I have to go back and catch up. Child, you have good eyes, are you interested in inviting big sister for a cup of Party for Number One Scholar?" Beauty Bai was graciously packing up her tools. Seeing that Mu Qingqing seemed to like her, she asked shamelessly.    

    

"Yes!" Mu Qingqing suddenly answered loudly with a smile in her eyes. "Beauty Bai was actually shocked by this answer." Elder sister, you must drink my Party for Number One Scholar. "    

    

"Child, you are so shocked that your big sister's little heart is almost scared to death by you." Beauty Bai patted her chest and looked at Mu Qingqing reproachfully. Then it's a promise, your Party for Number One Scholar, I will definitely come. "    

    

"I couldn't ask for more." Mu Qingqing smiled warmly, her rosy cheeks tinged with a smile.    

    

Just as they were about to send Beauty Bai downstairs, Su Cuiyun and Mu Xiaoyou also came down.    

    

"Hey, that tailor!" Su Cuiyun's voice sounded anxious, as if she had rushed down from upstairs in a hurry.    

    

Hearing this form of address, the smile on Beauty Bai 's face immediately vanished. She didn't reply to Su Cuiyun's shout, instead turning her gaze in Su Cuiyun's direction.    

    

The sound of her slippers hitting the floor was quite loud. Mu Xiaoyou's face was charred black, and after changing her clothes, all the ink on her face and hair was completely black. If it wasn't for the whites of her eyes, she might really not be able to see her from where she stood at the foot of the stairs at night.    

    

"Tailor, you are a tailor hired by Anren, right?" Su Cuiyun finally called out to her before Beauty Bai could go downstairs.    

    

"Yes." Beauty Bai replied stiffly.    

    

"Come, come over here and measure my daughter and me. We also want to make two sets of clothes." Su Cuiyun had heard from Mu Xiaoyou that Mu Qingqing was going to make the Party for Number One Scholar, and Mu Anren had paid a tailor from the town to measure Mu Qingqing's size and make her clothes. Since she could not sit still any longer, it was fortunate that the tailor had not left the Mu Family yet.    

    

"May I ask who you are?" Beauty Bai did not know Su Cuiyun's identity and did not dare to offend her own customers.    

    

"I'm Mu Anren's wife, my surname is Su." Su Cuiyun answered with a smile. She had finally gotten her manners back.    

    

"So it's like that." Beauty Bai 's gaze swept over Su Cuiyun's body once. Her figure was pretty good, just that her manners were lacking. "When Mr. Mu paid the bill, he said that Miss Mu was the only one who needed to make two sets of clothes. He did not say that he would make clothes for you and your other child."    

    

"What does that matter? Why don't you measure us now? Isn't it the same if we do it again when we get back to the store?" Su Cuiyun was worried that her clothes weren't special enough. In any case, the season was about to change, so she took advantage of this opportunity to make two sets of good looking clothes. One set could make a name for herself on Mu Qingqing's Party for Number One Scholar, and the other set could be worn during the season.    

    

"You misunderstand. It's not a matter of whether I go back or not. All the customers in our shop need to be booked in advance. I accepted Mr. Mu's order and he paid it all. I came to measure the time of the day." Beauty Bai smiled politely. She didn't have any good impression of Su Cuiyun at all.    

    

"Mom, do you have any money with you? Give her money." Mu Xiaoyou also wanted to make a beautiful dress. Su Cuiyun said the ink on her face would disappear soon. She also looked forward to wearing new clothes during the summer vacation.    

    

Su Cuiyun touched the empty black dress with an embarrassed expression. That's enough, you just need to ask my husband for the money. You can measure the size of my daughter and me first, we need to hurry and wear it before the Party for Number One Scholar. "    

    

He spoke with a matter-of-fact tone and overbearing attitude. Beauty Bai snickered in her heart, but maintained a faint smile on her face.    

    

"Big Sis Su, it's not about the money. Maybe I didn't make it clear that we have to make an appointment in advance to measure the size of the house. It's not that I can measure your size now that you've given me money." Beauty Bai still had a warm smile on her face, but her words seemed to have delayed Su Cuiyun.    

    

Big, big sister? Su Cuiyun touched her face, the smile on her face instantly vanishing. She was only in her thirties, yet she was called big sister?    

    

"Tailor auntie, just give us a measure. You can ask my dad for the money. It's not like we don't have any money. " Mu Xiaoyou walked to Beauty Bai 's side and tugged on her clothes. She even started to act cute.    

    

However, this moe really made Beauty Bai 's heart beat with a stone. How much courage did it take to achieve its goal with a face as black as coal, and in a way that was both cute and stimulating? Beauty Bai finally understood what Number One Scholar meant. Mu Xiaoyou thought she wanted money, but at such a young age, she actually used such a realistic way to do things. She didn't know how Number One Scholar's family could have a sister with a completely opposite personality.    

    

"Little cutie, it's not a matter of money. I'm not the boss of a tailor shop, so I can't make the decision on this matter. " Beauty Bai also didn't want to ruin Mu Qingqing's business. With a soft voice, she pushed away Mu Xiaoyou's inky hands and ran downstairs with her toolkit.    

    

"Ai!" Tailor! "Why are you running!" By the time Su Cuiyun had reacted, Beauty Bai had already run out of the Mu Family gate.    

    

Mu Qingqing shut the door of her room with a bang. She didn't even look at Su Cuiyun's and Mu Xiaoyou's sullen faces.    

    

White, if, warm.    

    

Mu Qingqing lied on the hard wooden bed as she muttered Beauty Bai 's real name.    

    

"Master, why do you keep using this name?" Xiaoyun took off her Invisibility Cloak and climbed onto Mu Qingqing's hard wooden bed. She then sat beside Mu Qingqing with her chin supporting her in boredom.    

    

"Sounds familiar, but I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before." Mu Qingqing's bright eyes flashed with a strange light. She had promised Beauty Bai that she would definitely eat the Party for Number One Scholar.    

    

Xiaoyun also liked the smell of the flowers. When she was free, she would run to the neighboring village to pick up a lot of the fallen osmanthus flowers and put them in the pocket of her Invisibility Cloak to purify the air inside.    

    

"Was it someone you saw when you were a kid?" Xiaoyun had been anxious for the past two days, so Mu Qingqing refused to let him draw Su Cuiyun's blood right now. He didn't know what it was for.    

    

"I know who she is!" Mu Qingqing suddenly sat up straight from the bed with unspeakable shock in her eyes.