Liu Rushuang said in a low voice: "nothing."

Han Moze went to sit beside Liu Rushuang, took out a drawing and said with a smile, "this is the dress I designed for you. Do you like it? If you like, I'll have it sewn. "

Liu Rushuang is stunned for a moment. The tyrant even designs clothes for her. It's really idle! A light glance at the drawing, the corner of the mouth ruthlessly smoked.

Chest and waist is white brocade, decorated with sapphire, sleeves and skirt is pink, embroidered with white flowers, looking very clear, very lively.

Speechless, "I don't like it."

"Why?" Han Mo Ze frowned and asked.

"I feel childish and gorgeous in them." Liu Rushuang said in a low voice.

Han Mo Ze evil spirit smile: "I want this effect, you are only 16 years old, why wear so old-fashioned all day long?"

Then someone took the drawing down and sewed it.

Liu Rushuang has no choice but to hook the corner of her mouth. As expected, the tyrant can't listen to her opinion. Qing'er will surely die laughing when she looks like that.

Soon it was the day of the hundred flowers Festival.

Han Moze saw Liu Rushuang dressed up from the back hall, and his face became stiff!

A tight dress with white and pink stitching is just right, showing Liu Rushuang's beautiful legs, big chest and buttocks. On a standard goose egg face, the beautiful eyes are moving like butterflies, the red and tender lips are shining with attractive luster, and the skin is white and translucent. With a high bun and silver flower shaped jewelry, the whole person looks at the temptation incomparably.

Han Moze regretted designing the skirt, because he was afraid that frost would be picked up by others.

Liu Rushuang feels uncomfortable all over. What is the tight design? She's been wearing it for a long time.

Han Mo Ze's face twitched slightly: "let's start now."

"Well." Liu Rushuang nodded and walked out with a bright temperament.

Qinger saw Liu Rushuang coming out, and she was scared immediately. Is this miss? Why do you look younger than her?

Liu Rushuang took a look at Qing'er's expression of shock with her eyes wide open. Her face was cold and sweaty. She wore a pink dress, which resulted in such a consequence! It's all due to the tyrant nearby! So he secretly glared at Han Mo Ze.

With Liu Rushuang in his arms, Han Moze got on the carriage and rushed to Youting mountain under the escort of a large number of troops.

Youting mountain was already overcrowded at this time. However, it was on the periphery, and only a limited number of people were allowed to enter the really beautiful places with beautiful scenery.

Han Moze and Liu Rushuang went to a seat behind a high platform and sat down because they were going to host the flower king competition.

Liu Rushuang looked around and saw that the Huashan mountains were full of people. The minister and his family members were sitting under the high platform.

People will witness the birth of the king of flowers, and they are also looking forward to the performances of the young ladies of the government.

Liu Rushuang looked around and shot her eyes. She sat in a cold and motionless way.

Han Moze saw that all the people had arrived and said in a loud voice: "today is the annual flower festival, so there will be a flower king competition. The women who win the championship can get 200000 taels of silver and get the title of flower king. They will drive around the city by car."

"Pa pa pa..."

"Good! Good

……

The people applauded or applauded.

Ministers are also happy to sit on the lower stage.

Liu Rushuang felt like a decoration and turned the corner of her mouth in a bit of boredom.