The afterglow of the setting sun poured into the room through the window, obliquely shining obliquely on the delicate embroidered shoes embroidered with butterfly love flowers at the foot of the bed, and the person on the bed turned over, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he was obviously about to wake up.

"Mother Han, it's all time, don't you wake up Miss? What to do if you sleep so long and feel sleepy at night. ”

"Well, after sleeping all afternoon, Miss should also be relieved, you go and bring a basin of warm water, I'll go in and wake her up."

After Han's mother finished speaking, she gently pushed open the door and walked in.

As early as Bai Lan spoke, Zhihua opened her eyes. Without waiting for Han's mother to come in and call her, she sat up by herself.

"Miss, you're awake." Mother Han saw the figure sitting on the bed at a glance, and quickly stepped forward to serve her to put on her shoes and change clothes, and muttered in her mouth: "Miss, the slave maid has prepared medicinal materials for bathing for you, and you will soak for half an hour before going to bed these nights, and on the day of marriage, I promise to make you a radiant bride." ”

Speaking of the upcoming wedding in three days, a red cloud appeared on Zhihua's face, and she couldn't help but raise a sweet smile, and the haze that had arisen before because of worry dissipated by eight points.

After getting dressed, she washed her face with the warm water she had just brought, and Zhihua sat in front of the dresser, letting the skillful Bai Lan comb her hair.

"Mother Han, after dinner, I bother you to go to your uncle's house again and send the newly bought personal deeds. I was in such a hurry in the morning that I forgot about it. ”

Mother Han, who was standing on the side, gathered her body and continued to report: "Miss, the Ministry of Rites sent someone to send a lot of things over in the afternoon, all of which were specially rewarded by the emperor for adding makeup to you." The list slave has put it away for you for the time being, please take a look. As she spoke, she pulled out a red gift slip from her bosom. He handed it over with both hands. "In addition, the Ministry of Internal Affairs also sent someone to spread the word, according to the order of the Queen Mother, they will make the dress when you get married within three days, so that you don't have to worry about the wedding dress."

Zhihua took a look at it, and saw that there was a complete set of pineapple flower and wood furniture, twelve clothes for the four seasons, dozens of brocade silk, several boxes of jewelry, and a number of antique calligraphy and paintings.

"Why are there so many?" Rao knew that the emperor's rewards must be good things, but Zhihua was still taken aback. That's a lot, isn't it?

"Miss don't be uneasy, the lord of the Ministry of Rites said that this is the dignity of the emperor for you and the prince."

As soon as I heard this. Zhihua understood that this was the emperor's reward for Shen Ze to take the initiative to ask for battle. Although she was not there at the time, she could imagine—"The old lady must have had a bad face at that time, right?" ”

Speaking of the old lady's wonderful expression when she heard this, Mother Han couldn't help but laugh a little. "It's fine. Her face darkened a little, though. The smile stiffened, but fortunately he held back and didn't say anything weird. ”

The son came back, not only unharmed, but also promoted, Jiang Wu lost his position and became white, the old lady was thinking about how to repay the eldest granddaughter, and she didn't want her to get married in three days. The dowry was personally watched by the people of the imperial court, and all her calculations were in vain. It's strange if you don't change your face.

Seeing that the young lady was silent with a smile, Mother Han couldn't help but complain for her: "This merchant is from a mouse-eyed person, and I thought that the person from the Zhongshu House was a great official, but you didn't look at her frivolous appearance!" I don't want to think about it, Miss, you are about to become the wife of the prince, and in the future, those ladies in the second and third rooms want to talk about good family affairs, and they can't count on you to carry them. ”

Zhihua turned her face sideways, looked at Bai Lan's new hairstyle that she had just combed in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and responded to Han's mother's words: "Forget it, I hope she will go on like this, if she really asks me for anything in the future, she won't have that face to open her mouth." ”

"Miss, don't talk patronizingly, you haven't eaten anything all day, it's time to pass the meal." Bai Lan put down the comb and looked distressed.

"Well, I'm really hungry for your reminder, let's go and pass the meal."

After dinner, Han's mother went to Jiang's mansion as instructed before, Bai Lan was sent back to her room to embroider a purse, Zhihua absentmindedly made a pair of boots that she planned to give to Shen Ze, her eyes drifted to the window from time to time, and she had something in her heart to say to the culprit who caused her to worry.

Time passed little by little, and when the time came, the man still did not appear.

The wedding date is set in such a hurry, and there are not enough people in his house, so he must be busy at this time. Zhihua passed through a needle, thinking like this in her heart, and a trace of loss couldn't help but appear on her face.

At this moment, there were two "tuk tuk" knocks from the window, Zhihua looked up in surprise, but said angrily: "The window is not bolted, just turn it in by yourself." ”

No one answered, and there were two more "tuk-tuk" sounds.

Zhihua stood up, walked over and opened the window to see that there was no one outside. In the midst of doubt, there was a soft "coo" below, and it turned out that a pigeon with white hair and red beak was standing on the windowsill and looking at her sideways.

Zhihua saw that there was a small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet, and she was relieved, and tried to stretch out her palm to it, and sure enough, this little guy was not afraid of life at all, and with a slight jump, it landed in her palm, and quietly let her take off the bamboo tube.

Previously, Jiang Wu had given each of their sisters and brothers a carrier pigeon, and there was ready-made pigeon food in Zhihua's house. She first put the little one on the table, opened the cupboard, pulled out a bag of corn kernels, and grabbed a handful and scattered it in front of it as a reward. The little guy who came to deliver the letter for the first time was a little nervous at first, tilted his head to look at Zhihua for a while, perhaps encouraged by the kind smile, and finally lowered his head to eat.

Zhihua smiled, took out the letterhead in the bamboo tube and looked at it under the lamp.

Ah Hua, see the words like meeting. I know I shouldn't have decided to go on a mission without consulting you, and I know how worried you are when you receive the news. However, the loyalty to the monarch and the defense of the country is the ancestral precept written by the grandfather's handwriting, and the national disaster is at the head, and as the son of the prince of the country, I can't escape. I hope you, who are about to become my wife, can understand. When you return triumphantly for your husband in the future, you will definitely make up for all your grievances today.

In just a few lines, Zhihua read it over and over again, and Shen Ze looked guilty and distressed as if it was right in front of him. All the anger and grievances turned into a light sigh and disappeared.

Stretch the paper and grind, pick up the pen but don't know what to write. The worry in his stomach suddenly didn't want Shen Ze to see it, for fear of damaging his pride and self-confidence.

After hesitating for too long, a drop of ink drops from the tip of the pen and falls on the paper to render it like a teardrop.

Zhihua was about to throw away this piece of paper and write it again, but after thinking about it, she changed her mind again. After drying the ink on the candle flame, she carefully rolled up the paper and stuffed it into a bamboo tube. (To be continued.) )