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Frost Garden, Inner House.

Minglan sat on the chaise longue doing needlework, and she looked more and more gentle and moving under the candlelight.

Bizhu and Sydney brought in the burning copper stove, saw her focused and serious, and said with a smile, "Is the unicorn belly pocket embroidered by the girl for Brother Mao or for the young master in the wife's womb?"

Minglan didn't raise his head, and at the bead curtain, Yan's mother came in and said with a smile, "The girl and the prince are married, Ming'er, I have to talk to my wife, the girl should start preparing the dowry, and the clothes of Young Master Mao and Little Master are prepared by their own wives and embroidery workshops." ”

Minglan's cheeks were slightly red, and it had been two whole days, but whenever she saw a maid, she congratulated her, and now she was even more urged to embroider the dowry, as if she was afraid that she would forget about her marriage.

She's a presumed pro!

Fake!

Minglan howled dozens of times in his heart, and only turned into two words on his lips, "Don't worry." ”

Yan's mother didn't know, but she was shy, and said with a smile, "It's not a hurry now, I will know that I am in a hurry when I turn around and leave the palace to send the six gifts, and I will know that I am in a hurry when I leave the palace, and the prince will marry the princess, and the girl's wedding dress should be made according to the marriage of the county lord, and the gold and silver threads are embroidered very slowly, and if you don't prepare early, it will not be good to be in a hurry when the time comes." ”

Bizhu and Sydney looked at each other, anxious for Minglan.

Although it is assumed that the matter of the relationship, the two of their henchmen and maids know, but the rest of the Bofu, including the wife, are kept in the dark, and this feeling of being trusted is very good, but the girl is miserable.

Not to mention the divorce from the palace in the future, how miserable the girl is, and become the laughing stock of Kyoto, for now, the family matter is decided, it is time to start preparing for the marriage, marrying the prince of the king, it must be ten miles of red makeup, and the scenery is married.

The wedding dress must be extravagant and incomparable, embroidered with gold and silver thread, time-consuming and laborious, not to mention, in the future the girl marries someone else, can not be worn, one to swagger, the other is not to respect the future uncle, who is happy to see the newly married young lady wearing a wedding dress ready to marry someone else and make his sedan chair?

The two maids feel sorry for Minglan, why is the marriage fake, can't it be real?

Before, Minglan asked Sydney to go to Jingyuan to find Young Master Chu for help, and she was still looking forward to Young Master Chu coming to the door to ask for marriage on the fake show, but the result was very disappointed, he borrowed the name of the prince who left the king, although it worked very well, but after all, he couldn't help but be disappointed.

She always felt that the girl and he were a match made in heaven, a pair set by the earth.

Minglan's blown-out face was dyed with rouge, as if she couldn't bear Mother Yan's jokes, Bizhu said distressedly, "Mother Yan, don't tease the girl, she is thin-skinned, you tell your wife about these things, when the wedding dress style and silk are sent, can the girl still embroider?"

Afraid that Yan's mother would chatter, Bizhu had the audacity to push her out.

If before, she would not dare to push Yan's mother even if she borrowed a few guts, but now Bizhu has Minglan to support her, and there is a bulging small treasury, so she is not afraid that Yan's mother will deduct her monthly money.

And Yan's mother was also alienated from Bizhu because Minglan trusted her, and she didn't dare to do anything to Bizhu.

Bizhu pushed twice, Yan's mother smiled, and went out, but as soon as she went out, the smile on her face disappeared without a trace, and Hongying stepped forward and said, "I didn't expect Bizhu to even dare to ignore Yan's mother now, she and Sydney occupy the girl, and we are not even allowed to enter the inner room, and I don't know how much tongue I chewed with the girl behind my back." ”

Yan's mother was already unhappy, and Hongying's words added fuel to the fire, Yan's mother was furious and scolded the little cheap hooves fiercely, to see how long she could be rampant!

Hongying pulled Yan's mother to the side, muttered a few words in her ear, and under the dim candlelight, Yan's mother's brows furrowed into Sichuan characters, "Are you sure?"

Hongying nodded like pounding garlic, "Didn't Mother Yan find out that Bizhu often guards outside the study and doesn't allow anyone to approach?"

The study is a girl's, she is turning the sky inside, and no maid dares to say a word, is it necessary to let the maid guard?

There must be something greasy!

Yan's mother naturally found out about this, but she didn't care about it, and now that Hongying said it, she felt more and more that there was a problem.

Inside the house, Minglan was doing needlework quietly, rubbing her neck when she was tired, and letting her eyes rest for a while, Bizhu was afraid that she would be tired and said, "The little master is not in a hurry to wear it, it's late at night, the girl should rest first." ”

Minglan shook his head and said, "It's almost a little bit, I'll sleep after embroidery." ”

Knowing that she had a bad temperament, and it was indeed only a little close, Bizhu didn't persuade anymore, Minglan said, "It's a little stuffy in the room, open some windows to breathe." ”

Sydney put down her needle and thread, got up and went to open the window.

But as soon as she opened the window, there was a creaking sound from the window, and a familiar figure jumped in, and she was frightened.

Fortunately, she opened a folding window, otherwise she would have rolled twice on the ground since Wang Shizi suddenly broke in?

Leaving Wang Shizi in, Minglan happened to look at him, and at that moment, a strange feeling lingered in her heart.

Why is it that when Wang Shizi entered the house, he looked so similar to Young Master Chu, and he couldn't even describe it as similar, it was almost exactly the same.

If he hadn't been wearing a mask, she would have thought it was Chu Li.

Seeing Minglan's eyes, Wang Shizi was a little puzzled, and he smiled, "Why do you look at me like this?"

Minglan didn't dare to ask directly, so he turned around and said, "You and Young Master Chu learned martial arts from a master?"

She suddenly asked, and a flash of light flashed in Wang Shizi's demon and phoenix eyes, and he knew that this woman was meticulously observant, and he didn't answer and asked, "Are you curious about who is higher in martial arts than me?"

Minglan rolled his eyes lightly, who is curious about which of your martial arts is higher or lower, you are cousins, you have a good relationship, and you won't fight, does it matter whether you are high or low, besides, he is the prince of the king, although Chu Li is the young master of the Chu General's Mansion, but his identity is always three points behind him, and he will definitely let him.

He didn't answer Minglan's question directly, and Minglan simply didn't answer, but asked, "Why are you here on such a big night?"

Leaving Wang Shizi, he walked over and looked at Minglan condescendingly, "You don't sleep so late, aren't you waiting for me?"

Minglan was a little weak, she said that the big night was for him, and he came to the Bofu to find her at this hour, even if he flew back to the palace for a while, it would be too late, but he insisted on distorting her words, she was not a fairy, how could he calculate that he would come to him at night?

Forget it, whatever he says is what it is, who let it be too late, when the time comes, he will die and not leave, who will she cry with?

Minglan took a deep breath and asked with a smile, "I definitely won't 'pass' by my Flowing Frost Garden so late, could it be something?"

Sydney was quite embarrassed to stand aside, so she went to make tea, while Bizhu was worried that Minglan would go to bed late and Yan's mother would come to urge, so she hurried to guard the door.

It's just that she pushed open the door and rubbed her hands secretly, and at the end of the corridor, a blue dress flashed.