The princess is very versatile, leaving the prince to become the richest

“Madam, the servants have brought the cloth.

It just so happens that the ladies in the mansion have come up with a few new styles of clothing, and they asked the servants to bring them over.”

Hey, you tell me, it’s different if you spend money.

Look, this is so thoughtful.

"Well, good, they are thoughtful."

Zhou Peizhen was also very satisfied with their behavior.

She nodded and began to greet Jiang Qingyu.

"Qingqing, come here quickly, take a look at this cloth, do you like any of it?

There are also these clothing styles, you can take a look at them too.

Once they have chosen, let them do it.”

Among these cloths, there were indeed a few that she liked very much.

When the maids first brought her in, she fell in love with her at first sight.

Zhou Peizhen was enthusiastic, so Jiang Qingyu was not polite either.

Four pieces of cloth were selected in succession: indigo, azure, light pink, and tender yellow.

As soon as Zhou Peizhen saw the colors and fabric styles chosen by Jiang Qingyu, she knew that she was an expert and worthy of being the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion.

She held the pieces of cloth and compared them in front of Jiang Qingyu.

Well, not bad, both suit her skin tone very well.

If these pieces of cloth were worn by Jiang Qingyu, they would definitely make her look extremely delicate.

If it is paired with a nice style, wouldn't it be like a fairy descending to earth?

If Jiang Qingyu knew what Zhou Peizhen was thinking, she would probably be scared.

In fact, it’s an exaggeration. Jiang Qingyu is very beautiful, but to say that she is a fairy is Zhou Peizhen’s personal filter.

Zhou Peizhen was selecting fabric for Liu Jiayu, and was comparing the fabric to Liu Jiayu's body.

She looked left and right, and felt that the cloth did not look as good on her daughter as it did on Jiang Qingyu.

A little maid next to her held a stack of papers and handed it to Jiang Qingyu with both hands.

"Ms. Qingqing, this is the style of the dress."

Jiang Qingyu took it and flipped through them one by one.

The style was pretty good, but she felt some parts were not quite right.

"Aunt, do you have any pen, ink, and paper?"

After hearing Jiang Qingyu's words, Zhou Peizhen stopped choosing fabric for Liu Jiayu.

"Yes, Cuiyu, go get the pen, ink and paper for Qingqing.

What do you want pen and ink for, Qingqing?"

Liu Jiayu took the opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief. Her mother was really something. Now she only had eyes for her cousin.

Even when choosing fabrics, I feel that this one doesn't look good on me, and that one doesn't fit me.

She was pulled and gestured around, and her clothes and hairstyle were messed up by her mother.

"Aunt, I think these styles can be modified a bit."

Jiang Qingyu took the sample paper and pointed out the places that Zhou Peizhen thought were inappropriate.

Some are at the waist, some are at the collar, and some are at the hem.

As for Zhou Peizhen, she didn't quite understand any of this and just nodded, not quite understanding.

I didn't think there was a problem at first, but after Jiang Qingyu pointed it out, I realized it really didn't look good.

Her niece is really, really versatile. She doesn't know how to praise her enough.

How do other people raise their children? If she has the chance, she will definitely ask Duke Ye Jiang Sheng for advice.

"Miss Qingqing, bring the pen, ink and paper."

Cuiyu took the things and placed them on the table next to her, and considerately pulled out a stool.

Jiang Qingyu walked to the table and sat down.

Put the sample paper aside and take out a new piece of white paper.

Everyone was curious about how Jiang Qingyu made the changes, and Zhou Peizhen and Liu Jiayu gathered around.

Even the maids Cuiyu, Lanxu and Ranyang stretched their necks.

Jiang Qingyu drew it as it was originally, but she modified some of the unreasonable parts.

After revising one, Jiang Qingyu put them aside and went to revise another one.

Zhou Peizhen picked up the drawing that Jiang Qingyu had just made, and Liu Jiayu picked up the original drawing.

The two people put together and looked left and right.

After the modification, it looks much better.

In about a quarter of an hour, Jiang Qingyu had finished changing everything and even drew the ancient costumes from her memory.

This amazed Zhou Peizhen and her daughter, as they had never seen these styles before.

It would look so nice if this were made and worn.

"Qingqing, it turns out you can draw clothing patterns, these are really beautiful.

Can I have this one? I want to make it into clothes."

Jiang Qingyu looked up, then lowered his head and started painting.

"Okay, this one was originally drawn for you."

Liu Jiayu lost her composure when she heard this and asked Jiang Qingyu excitedly.

"Cousin, cousin, is there anything for me? Is there anything for me?"

Jiang Qingyu didn't look up to speak. After a minute, he handed the sample paper he had just drawn to Liu Jiayu.

"Here, I drew it especially for you, take a look and see if you like it."

Liu Jiayu, who was originally a little disappointed, suddenly became happy.

"Thank you, cousin."

After taking the sample paper, Liu Jiayu jumped up happily.

It's said that she has a childlike temperament.

Cui Yu, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but interject.

"This is really nice. This dress is just like Miss Jiayu's personality."

This dress is just like Liu Jiayu's personality, lively and cheerful.

Indeed, this was drawn by Jiang Qingyu specifically for her.

Everyone who has seen the sample paper has to say that it is indeed tailor-made.

Then, Jiang Qingyu came to the fabric and selected a suitable fabric for Liu Jiayu. The color and pattern of the fabric matched the sample very well.

"Oh, I just compared this material to Jiayu.

At that time I felt that it was not suitable for her, but I didn't expect that when combined with the clothes style drawn by Qingqing, it would be so suitable for her.

Alas, if there had been someone as insightful and talented as Qingqing, our fabric shop would not have closed down."

Speaking of this, Jiang Qingyu remembered that the shop that her uncle used to open her clinic used to sell cloth.

Next, Jiang Qingyu selected a few more pieces of cloth.

There are old ladies, and the old ladies are dignified. When people get older, they prefer dignifiedness.

There is Liu Zixian's, Liu Zixian's heroic spirit, which suits his identity as a martial arts lover.

There is one for Zhou Peizhen. Zhou Peizhen usually wears something more dignified and elegant. This time, Jiang Qingyu chose one for her that is gentle and considerate.

There is Liu Jiarui. She has never met Liu Jiarui, so she doesn’t know what kind of person she likes. But from everyone’s description of her, simple and capable should be quite suitable for her.

There is also Liu Leyan's, which is elegant and just right for him to wear to school.

Jiang Qingyu took care of everyone in the Liu family. She designed a pair of clothes suitable for each member of the Liu family.

It is unique to them and can be said to be the only one in the world. It is truly customized.

Because of Jiang Qingyu's unique clothing style, the master and the maids discussed it for a long time.

You pass a piece of paper to me and I pass it to you.

There were constant sounds of surprise and praise.

Jiang Qingyu felt embarrassed. She just drew what she remembered.

We have to thank our Chinese ancestors for this; these are the crystallization of the ancients’ wisdom.

"Aunt, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Qingyu's voice interrupted everyone who was still discussing.