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Bamboo sleeves quickly restrained the expression on his face: "Does the master really have to marry that Emperor Anping?" ”

For the first time, He Shuang found that her capable maid's mind was sometimes unclear, and her eyes were a little scrutinized: "The marriage given by the emperor is still with the emperor, could it be that you want your master to resist my decree and not marry, and then the entire He family will be beheaded?" ”

"Minions don't dare!" Zhusleeve hurriedly explained, "It's just rumored that Emperor Anping is ugly and unsalted, and his temper is terrible." His life is extremely hard, it is said that it is the life of Bai Huke's wife, didn't he just get married and killed Miss Naxia. Moreover, the Emperor's Mansion has not yet been built, if the Emperor's Mansion lives in the He Mansion, I am afraid that the Mansion will not be peaceful. ”

"I didn't know that there were so many words you had to say." He Shuang's gaze at the bamboo sleeves was a little meaningful, and her fingers tapped the handle of the Taishi chair made of golden silk nanmu very regularly, and her face also seemed to be smiling.

"The minions have trespassed." Bamboo sleeves are very good at observing words and feelings, just now it was just an impulse, as soon as He Shuang's reaction came out, she immediately realized her mistake, and then slapped herself fiercely: "The slave is too talkative, the matter of the emperor should not be discussed, the slave will pay attention in the future, and I don't think there will be a next time." ”

There is a clever right-hand man who is much more comfortable, He Shuang nodded, and waved his hand to signal that the bamboo sleeve did not need to admit his mistake again: "You still understand this sentence from the mouth, our He Mansion is not as good as before, if it is waiting for Emperor Qing to marry in, there will be more people involved." Next time, don't do anything to your mouth, you eat on it, and if it breaks, no one can compensate you for a new mouth. ”

Bamboo sleeves put his hands behind his back and said very respectfully: "Thank you for your master's guidance, and the slaves will restrain the people in this mansion and let them guard their mouths." ”

He Shuang nodded with satisfaction: "I am naturally relieved to leave the affairs of this mansion to you to take care of, and you can't slack off on marrying Emperor Qing. ”

The bamboo sleeves in green clothes arched their hands and made a gesture of command: "The bamboo sleeves know that they must do everything properly and live up to the high expectations of the master." ”

In the previous life, He Shuang was not as calm as he is now when he received this wedding edict, and he didn't know how to knock on the people in the house. At that time, she had not yet completely come out of the grief of Wang's death, and Chunyu's ranking was not very good, and she was in a bad mood when she consciously lived up to Wang's original hopes, but as a result, the emperor had to marry such an emperor who she had never seen and had an extremely bad reputation.

She didn't care about the family's financial power at that time, and He Chen's mother and daughter at that time were extremely cheerful. The Wang family sent someone to help her with this marriage, although He Chen didn't want her to be reconciled with Rong Yan's wife, Qin Se, but she didn't do anything to stop it, after all, on the surface, the two people are within the three clans, if something goes wrong with this marriage, she He Chen will also suffer.

He Shuang rubbed her temples, she still remembered that at that time, because there was nothing to distract from her resentment caused by the successive blows, she was forced to have such a bad marriage, her mood was almost at its lowest point, and she had a sense of resistance to Rong Yan, the husband who had not married into the door,

At that time, she didn't even know what Emperor Anping looked like, and thought that the other party was really as rumored, ugly and unsightly. And He Chen, as her sister-in-law, kept silent about the marriage given by the emperor on the grounds that it was not good to interfere with the affairs of his wife and husband, and did not mention her for half a point.

Scholars are all a little high, and He Shuang, who has never suffered anything, is naturally no exception. Dayan's unmarried wife and husband are not allowed to see each other for half a month before the marriage.

Her marriage to Rong Yan was only ten years after the wedding edict, and before she had time to react, the palace sent someone over to teach her the relevant etiquette of the royal family and how to get along with her future emperor.

And at that time, Rong Yan himself didn't pay much attention to this marriage, and the father-in-law who came from the palace looked like his nostrils were high in the sky, and he didn't take her as a future colt in his eyes, because of these reasons, the image of Emperor Anping was falling again and again in her heart. After a not-so-wonderful wedding night, the pattern between two people is to respect each other like ice.

She doesn't like Rong Yan, and Rong Yan doesn't have any feelings for her as a wife. However, after all, it was the emperor who gave the marriage, and the emperor was not something she could easily divorce, Rong Yan had already married once, and he would not be able to remarry unless she died.

Later, when she and He Chen were fighting, she didn't think about asking the other party for help, but after all, this was a matter between her and He Chen, and it was impossible for an alienated stranger to intervene, even if she could save that face, Rong Yan would not necessarily make a move. He Shuang didn't think that she and He Chen were in trouble like this, Rong Yan, who was a husband, didn't know at all, if the other party was willing to make a move, he would have helped her a long time ago.

But this life must not be like this, He Shuang's thoughts were pulled back from the memory of the previous life, she took a sip of Yunxia's Pu'er, and let the slightly bitter taste of tea spread between her lips and teeth. Since Rong Yan's marriage to her was already a sure thing, she no longer needed to worry that her powerful ally would deviate from the track of her life because of her rebirth.

The two of them are now in the same boat, since it is a grasshopper tied to a rope, of course she can't let Rong Yan be alone, God is willing to let her start all over again, and she can't let herself fall into the same situation as the previous life.

But how to get along with Rong Yan, for He Shuang, who didn't pay attention to the love between women and men, this is a big problem. She couldn't help frowning, stood up and paced slowly around the room, planning what would happen after she got married.

When He Shuang was pacing in the house of the He Mansion, Rong Yan was listening to the teachings of his father-in-law, Xiao Yezi combed his makeup, and compared with the concubines and nobles in the palace, his dress was still too simple.

Although the clothes he was wearing were made of the best materials, they were just simple styles with the patterns of elegant things such as plum orchids and bamboo chrysanthemums, and he didn't like to be full of pearls, and when he left the palace, he even had to fade off the only jade bracelet on his hand. If a slave has an opinion about his master's commands, he cannot mention it indiscriminately. As Emperor Anping's personal attendant, Xiao Yezi could only comb his relatively simple hairstyle according to Rong Yan's instructions, and then fix it with one or two hostas.

Rong Yan's dresser was purchased by the queen, and there was originally a dark red jewelry box of sandalwood and a delicately made mahogany comb on it. But now there is a slender and long white jade bottle on it, and there are two peach blossoms in the mouth of the bottle, which is not wide.

The two peach blossoms were about the same length, and the top one was almost gorgeous, one of which was tied with strips of cloth the width of two fingers, and the other was not tied at all.

"This peach blossom is really beautiful, but the flowers on it are almost gone, do you want me to go to the imperial garden and fold two new branches."

"No need." Rong Yan shook his head, and then sandwiched the whole flowers that had fallen together in the thick book.

As soon as he put the flowers away, the father-in-law sent by the queen came over with the queen's will. The marriage with the Xia family was really like a farce, and before the marriage, other fathers-in-law had already taught Rong Yan all the relevant knowledge.

The queen's original words were roughly: Wu'er's marriage this time is different from the last time, and the Xia family's kind of thing must not happen again, and in order to ensure that Rong Yan and He Shuang can live a happy life after marriage, the queen also ordered to teach Rong Yan some knowledge in that regard.

After the father-in-law said something similar to the marriage more than half a year ago, the leading father-in-law clapped his hands, and more than a dozen palace people carried the statue covered with red cloth and rushed in.

The father-in-law of the sect, who looked very white because of the thick powder, grinned at Rong Yan, he clapped his hands again, and the palace attendants lifted the red cloth on the heads of those large and small statues, and then withdrew from the inner hall one after another.

The statues are very lifelike, mostly wooden, of course, pure gold and silver, but anyone who sees them will not be confused about the material.

For example, Emperor Anping, who has not yet been vetted, although he understands that these things are inevitable after getting married, Rong Yan looked at the joyful Buddha in different postures and different sizes, and the faint pink color still spread from the root of his ears to the whole face at once. 166 Reading Network