Just after noon.

Girdle Kyoto Crepe Flat.

In the fourth wing room on the third floor of Wanchun Building.

The heavy green yarn swaying gently, outside the house is the ** world of dogs and horses, but inside the house, it is surprisingly quiet.

"Is the information you got accurate?" Suddenly, a lazy and magnetic voice sounded from behind the heavy green veil.

"Master, it's true. At this moment, the subordinates of the Zhu Mansion are shopping for all the items they need tomorrow in the city. Standing outside the green yarn, a slender gray-clothed man in simple clothes responded in a deep voice facing the heavy green yarn.

The gray-clothed man was holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his left hand, and when viewed from the side, the man's face was long, with thin lips, a high nose bridge, big eyes, and deep eye sockets.

This person is none other than Muwen.

"And do you know who the bride is?" A languid and magnetic voice sounded again.

According to the people of the Zhu Mansion, it was a mysterious woman that Zhu Zimo brought back to the Zhu Mansion in the past two days, and no one in the Zhu Mansion has seen the woman so far. However, his subordinates guessed that the mysterious woman was the woman in Lin Zhisheng's mouth who was rescued by Zhu Zimo back to Zhu's mansion two days ago. "Shepherd is not very sure, but he is eight points sure that his guess is good.

"Huh!" A chuckle sounded, and his lazy tone was a little evil and uninhibited: "This Zhu Zimo, his father, aunt and eldest brother have just died, and he still has the heart to get married!" That's it! In that case, then you can also back up the congratulatory gift for me! Just prepare the thing he wants the most, and I will personally send it to Zhu Zimo tomorrow. ”

"Master! Never! That thing you almost ...... And you came to Daliang ......" Mu Wen wanted to say something negative, but he hesitated and didn't say it after all.

"Muwen, do you know the words of my second junior brother Zhu Zimo?" The languid, magnetic voice didn't answer, but asked the question thoughtlessly.

Mu Wen obviously couldn't adapt to the overly active jumping thinking of the owner of the lazy voice, and was stunned for a long time before he replied in a deep voice: "...... The subordinates don't know. ”

"Ziyan. Zhu Ziyan. A lazy voice read slowly.

Before Mu Wen could react, the lazy voice asked, "Then do you know why he took the word Ziyan?" ”

"Subordinate...... Ignorance. It was still Mu Wen's deep voice.

"His words were taken by me ten years ago when I was still in Qinshan, which means 'more than enough for a lifetime'. Soon after, he and I ...... It was originally a word taken as a joke, but now, he still uses it. You...... Do you know what I mean? The lazy voice was mixed with a touch of sentimentality at the moment, and the words that wanted to speak and stopped implied sadness.

He didn't give Mu Wen time to answer at all, only to hear the lazy voice continue: "So, there's nothing bad. Although I am the girder who came quietly, no one said that I can't come to the girder! Tomorrow, I will not go as me, but as Zhu Zimo's senior brother to attend his wedding. Moreover, although the positions are different, after all, there is a brother and sister, and the matter of Qin Shan back then was also the master, and I couldn't help him first......"

"Yes. Subordinates obey! The figure in front of him swayed, and the green gauze swayed gently.

Mu Wen, who respectfully agreed one moment, disappeared the next moment.

"Ziyan, if there is no such thing, at this moment, we are still senior brothers who drink and talk happily!" A faint magnetic voice resounded throughout the room, with a sense of loneliness.

Zhu Mansion. Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Leng Qing didn't know that she was going to marry Zhu Zimo, and almost everyone in Daliang Kyoto City knew about it, and when Leng Qing woke up in a daze, it was already early noon.

Someone had already sent the food into the room, and not long after Leng Qing had lunch, Ziyu walked into the room with a bowl of thick black lacquer medicinal juice.

Walking straight to Leng Qing, who was still wearing the dirty clothes and lying on the bed to take a nap, Ziyu's voice was so light that there was no emotion: "Miss Leng, this is your medicine, hurry up and drink it while it's hot!" ”

glanced at Zi Yu, whose eyes were red and swollen like peaches, and her expression was a little indifferent, Leng Qing didn't say anything, and it was not easy to say anything, so she just sat up and silently took the medicine bowl in Ziyu's hand.

As soon as he brought the medicine bowl to his mouth, a strong smell of bitter Chinese herbs came to his nose, Leng Qing frowned and raised his head to drink the medicine in the bowl.

Good medicine is bitter, Leng Qing understands this truth.

Since God has given her the opportunity to travel through another world and regain her life, she must live well. The most important thing is that now she has no face to go to Jiuquan to see the person who died because of her.

Without superfluous expressions and words, taking the empty medicine bowl in Leng Qing's hand, Ziyu silently turned around and walked outside the door of the wing room, closed the door and left.

After Ziyu left, Leng Qingfu lay down to rest again, but after a while, there was a knock on the door of the wing room again: "Miss Leng, have you gotten up?" ”

It was Lin Zhiwu's voice.

"No, wait." Leng Qing responded, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Make the bed as quickly as possible, put on your shoes, and walk to the outer room to put on the sky blue embroidered bamboo satin gown that I don't know who put on the tea table to cover the mottled blood stains on the clothes on your body, Leng Qing sat down at the tea table before she said lightly: "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open from the outside, and Lin Zhiwu led a man in his thirties with a kind face to Leng Qing.

Lin Zhiwu turned sideways and respectfully introduced to Leng Qing: "Miss Leng, this is the tailor of Zhou's garment shop, who was ordered by the second young master to measure your wedding dress. ”

At this moment, outsiders still don't know that Zhu Hui has passed away, and in front of outsiders, Lin Zhiwu still has to call Zhu Zimo "Second Young Master", so as not to arouse suspicion.

"Oh." Leng Qing nodded her head, stood up obediently, and let the tailor Yu take a wooden ruler and measure it on her.

After a cup of tea, the tailor measured the measurements and wrote them down one by one.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiwu said "goodbye" to Leng Qing and left Leng Qing's room with Tailor Yu.

Inside the house, Leng Qing, who had already gotten up, was too lazy to take off her clothes and lie back, so she went to the bookshelf in the corner of the house to get a book to pass the time.

Outside ......

On the path paved with small white stones, Lin Zhiwu and Tailor Yu walked in the direction of Zhufu's gate one after another.

I only heard Lin Zhiwu, who was walking in front, say to Tailor Yu who was walking behind: "Tailor Yu, I don't know if the second young master's wedding dress and Miss Leng's wedding dress can be made before tomorrow?" ”

Hearing this, the tailor Yu looked embarrassed: "This time is too urgent, the second young master's wedding dress is simple, but it is embroidered with some patterns, and three or four embroidery girls will work together in two or three hours to make it, but this bride's wedding dress is not very easy to do......"

Lin Zhiwu said to Tailor Yu apologetically: "I also know that time is indeed a little tighter, but this is also something that cannot be helped. You'd better try to catch up! Otherwise, I'll pay three times the price?! ”

"Oh, Deputy Steward Lin, it's not a matter of price." Tailor Yu still had a sad face.

Lin Zhiwu suddenly stopped, turned around and pulled a big smile at Tailor Yu, and stretched out the five fingers of his right hand in front of Tailor Yu: "Five times!" ”

Hearing this, Tailor Yu pursed his lips slightly, and after thinking for a while, he nodded heavily: "Okay!" Do your best, old man! ”

Zhu Mansion. In a wing room on the second floor of the Warm Fragrance Pavilion.

Leng Qing sat at the tea table, holding a book in one hand and looking at it, and holding a teacup in the other hand and drinking a slightly cold tea, seemingly absent-minded, but his mind was turning rapidly.

Tomorrow is the day of marriage, and the person who measures the wedding dress has come, which shows that Zhu Zimo has made public the fact that he is going to marry her.

Although it is said that it is for Liu Ruyun, everyone in the Zhu Mansion knows that Zhu Hui, Chen Rou, and Zhu Ziyao have just died, and their bones are not cold, and they don't know if it is right or wrong for them to be in such a hurry to get married.

But things have come to this point, so I can only continue to walk, hoping that the gods and Buddhas of Mantian will not blame her.

If you want to blame, blame Zhu Zimo! The one who really does evil is he, not her.

Furthermore, putting aside Liu Ruyun's external factors, Leng Qing won the bet for herself in this game.

Leng Qing majored in business management in college, and after graduation, he directly joined Bokang Commercial Enterprise Co., Ltd., and later became the general manager of Bokang, so it can be said that Leng Qing is an out-and-out businessman.

No profit can not be early, as far as Leng Qing is concerned, she will never do anything that is not beneficial to herself.

promised Liu Ruyun to marry Zhu Zimo because Leng Qing saw the benefits behind this matter.

Regardless of whether she and Zhu Zimo have a substantive marital relationship, at least they have a relationship with Zhu Zimo, and she has found a direction on the road she should take in this other world.

With Zhu Zimo as a guide, Leng Qing will at least not be like a headless fly.

Zhu Mansion. Korean Hospital. Den.

“…… The invitations have all been sent to all the adults and gentlemen who are good friends with the Zhu family. The things for tomorrow have already been ordered to be purchased, and they will be ready by the evening. Your wedding dress and Miss Leng's wedding dress have also been ordered to be made in a hurry, and they should be delivered to the house before tomorrow. The dishes to be served at tomorrow night's banquet have also been arranged, and Aunt Liu in the kitchen has already shown the menu to her subordinates, and there is nothing inappropriate. ”

Lin Zhiwu sent Yu away, and the tailor immediately rushed back to the Han Courtyard to report to Zhu Zimo what he had ordered early in the morning.

Zhu Zimo, who had been sitting behind the bookcase, nodded slightly after listening to Lin Zhiwu's report quietly, and seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked, "Doctor Crepe is invited??" ”

Lin Zhiwu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and replied without thinking: "No." Steward Liu invited all the big officials in Kyoto and the wealthy people who had business dealings with the Zhu Mansion. ”

Since ancient times, which family would invite a doctor to watch the ceremony? Although doctors with excellent medical skills are respected by the world, they will also be taken care of by people who have happy events when they deal with patients for a long time!

Because of this, even if the Zhu family had a good relationship with the crepe doctor, Steward Liu did not invite the crepe doctor.

"You immediately go and ask for the crepe doctor yourself. I'm going to invite Dr. Crepe into the house tonight, and I don't want anything to happen before tomorrow is over. Without hesitation, Zhu Zimo commanded in a cold tone.

"Yes, sir." Lin Zhiwu naturally understood what the "change" meant, and hurriedly agreed, and left the study immediately to go out of the house to ask the crepe doctor in person.