Since the beginning of March, the prince's mansion and the envoy's mansion have been busy preparing for the wedding, and even the time when they are used to being idle has been busy. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Because Shi Jin was a native of the Northern Desert and could not fully abide by the etiquette of Tanglin marriage, he made some changes as appropriate.

For example, the phoenix crown and xia veils that are generally sewn by the married woman themselves are all sent by the prince's mansion.

There is also a set of clothes to be sewn for the man, with underwear and outer clothes and shoes and socks.

After all, these are the prince's intimate clothes, which cannot be handed over to outsiders, Shi Jin, relying on his clumsy female workers and a few embroidery girls found by Jin Ling from Jiangnan, still finished sewing all the clothes at the end of February.

The two hadn't seen each other since Rong Jing returned to the city, and Shi Jin couldn't tell what this strange feeling was.

Although he thought about other possibilities, none of them expected that Rong Jing would not only live for three years, but also most likely know about the Jiang family's extermination fourteen years ago.

If that's the case, you'll really have to make a new plan, after all, the dead who can't speak are more reliable than the living.

It wasn't until Apple's exclamation reached her ears that Shi Jin's contemplation was interrupted.

"It's so beautiful......" Apple stared at Shi Jin after the makeup in a daze, and couldn't help but admire.

Indeed, Shi Jin, who came out of the screen and walked out slowly, was more like coming out of a painting.

Dressed in a red peony wrapped with branches and four embroidered white pleated skirts, Shi Jin's skin is crystal clear, as if it can be broken by blowing.

The auspicious phoenix embroidered with gold and silver double threads on the skirt is lifelike, and the peony specially uses the pressure embroidery method, the depth is gradual, and the layers are clear.

The belt is a long golden brocade belt, which seems to be a winning hand at the waist, and a dark green jade pressed skirt is pendant, which looks even more solemn.

A sterling silver flute completely retracts the loose hair, and three one-foot-two sandalwood hairpins are inserted on each side, and there are fine beads dotted on it, showing a kind of stunning beauty that is not usually available.

Shi Jin's appearance is more detailed, and there is no sense of disobedience in his facial features, giving people a bookish temperament.

It's not as sharp and amazing as Su Yuxian, but it's very gentle and comfortable.

After this careful dressing, Shi Jin added a touch of exquisite beauty and reduced a bit of coldness.

"Princess, Sister Zixiao has already set the plum blossom makeup, saying that she will come to paint it for you the day after tomorrow, do you want to try it now?" Bai'er helped Shi Jin to sit in front of the dresser.

Generally, the phoenix crown can only be worn after the makeup is set, and finally the hijab of the dragon and phoenix is covered to be considered makeup.

Now it's just trying on the dress in advance, and I don't put on makeup.

"No, you don't." Shi Jin replied firmly.

It has taken more than three hours just to bathe the raccoon hair and try on the dress, and it has been tossing from noon to now, and I even have to put on makeup......

Besides, even if it's on, who will watch it......

After dinner, Shi Jin began to deal with today's affairs, and Yu'er was grinding ink on the side.

The bright candlestick illuminates the study thoroughly, and the dark night breeze carries a little coolness, so that Shi Jin can concentrate and not get sleepy.

Since Rong Xuan was pardoned and ordered to leave the house, he began to secretly buy a large number of shops in Dongcheng, but he did not send people in his own hands, but entrusted some businessmen who were "highly respected" in the business world.

The few shops that belonged to her name were somewhat affected.

It seems that Rong Xuan is coming for Rong Jing this time, it is not difficult to investigate where Rong Jing's shops are, as long as the entire Dongcheng shops are acquired, trapping those shops is similar to pinching a few ants to death.

Moreover, if he gets the profit of the entire Dongcheng shop, Rong Xuan will have hundreds of thousands of taels of income a year, what do you want to do?

After reading Jin Ling's letter, Shi Jin folded it up, threw it into the candlestick, and watched it turn to ashes while his eyes were full of flames.

The official fight is not good, are you going to fight with me?

Hawkers, let's see who laughs at the end......

Shi Jin raised his pen to reply to Jin Ling.

"Babble," Jue'er looked at the next letter she had just taken out of the bamboo basket, and instantly rejoiced.

Shi Jin signaled that she could read it, after all, it was specially written to her by Shang Yu, although she wanted to protect her for the rest of her life, but now she can only choose to let her grow.

Yu'er hurriedly and carefully took it apart to see, went first and smiled, but when she saw the last circle, her eyes suddenly turned red, and then she sobbed silently.

Looking at her pain, guilt, and remorse when she wanted to cry but couldn't cry, Shi Jin empathized.

She got up from her chair, walked to Ju'er and stood still, didn't say anything, just looked at her silently crying.

Looking at Shang Jin, who was shrunk into a ball, she couldn't help but think back to her who also cried silently on countless snowy nights fifteen years ago.

However, Shang Jin is still much luckier than her, with a reckless brother and a rich ghost father.

When she was young, she had to suffer alone in the endless loneliness of the night, bear all the sorrows alone, and wait for the dawn alone......

After about half a pillar of incense, Shang Jin stopped Douda's tears, sobbing and looking up at Shi Jin, watery apricot eyes looked straight at her, infectious sadness, and gestured slowly with both hands.

The mother is gone.

"I know."

Won't be coming back.

"I know."

She had suffered so much, she could have returned to the capital and lived a good life right away...... But, but ......

Woowoo...... Shang Jin's nose was sour again, and strong emotions poured into his heart again fiercely.

"The deceased is gone, the living are still alive, Shang Jin, you should know what you should do." Shi Jin replied in a deep voice, without a hint of comfort and care.

Before the words were gone, Shi Jin turned around, and before leaving the study, he said softly: "If you think that with your current ability, you can help Shang Yu, you can go back to the merchant, and I will definitely not keep you." ”

After speaking, he no longer looked at the emotions on Shang Jin's face, and turned to leave.

Am I really just going to drag my feet?

If my mother hadn't injured herself when she gave birth to me, I wouldn't have been driven to Anhe......

If it weren't for her brother who was a puppet she was curious to make, Aunt Zhao would not have given her brother the name of a kiss......

It seems that from childhood to adulthood, she can't help anything, she will only drag her feet, and it doesn't take fifteen years, and it is always her brother who helps her out of the siege and apologizes.

She's dumb, useless, and can't help anything, she used to be, and she still does......

In the drowsy night, Shang Jin knelt alone in the dimly lit study, his face was dull and lifeless.

"Princess, is it okay to leave her there alone?" Bai'er helped Shi Jin back to the room and said worriedly.

"Hmm." Shi Jin looked at the half-quarter moon behind the clouds and responded lightly.

At the beginning of the month, the sides of the half-quarter moon are sharp and thin, as sharp as a sickle, and you can pierce deeply into the past that you want to hide.

You have to learn to grow up on your own, no matter how cruel it is......