Chapter 20 Beauty is picturesque

Mu Linghan originally wanted to lie down more, but was woken up by the menacing Mu Zixiao, this guy was wearing a crimson robe today, and he was particularly festive when he saw it, and people who didn't know thought that the groom was him.

"Uncle Huang, getting married is a major event in life, you must be busy to death, if there is a place that can be used to me, you can open your mouth, I am idle at home."

Mu Zixiao pulled Mu Linghan up from the soft couch, and said with great interest, looking at the Chengwang Mansion beaming, he was also excited, he was the closest to Mu Linghan among the princes, and the relationship could be said to be the best, so why didn't he get involved in such an important matter as getting married?

"If you don't make trouble for me, it's the greatest help."

Mu Linghan rubbed his temples and had a headache, once his nephew came enthusiastically, no one would stop him, but he was a master who had more than enough success and more than defeat, if he was asked to come to the palace to help, it was estimated that his pro-would not be able to succeed.

"Uncle Huang, what you said is not right, although I am a little stupid, at least I am still a prince, and there is always something that can help you."

Mu Zixiao picked up the pear on the table and took a bite very dissatisfied.

"Alright then, you go to the palace and find me a few embroidery girls, and then find three of the best red silks, it's time to prepare a wedding dress for my princess."

Mu Linghan stood up and put on his clothes casually, his hair still scattered.

"Okay, I'll go. Uncle Huang, you are also a person who is about to get married, you have to pay attention to your image, don't always look like a merry son, the imperial aunt will dislike you. ”

Mu Zixiao put down the pear in her hand and walked behind Mu Linghan, picked up a white hairband from her arms, and tied Mu Linghan's hair.

People's life is very short, only a few short decades, so we will not hesitate, once we believe that it is right, we will go on without hesitation, even if the moth fights the fire and crushes to pieces, but it is precisely because this life is too short to pursue too many things, so I have to learn to give up, but giving up sometimes I can't help you, many things you want to grasp, but you have to let go, because this life is too short and you are too fragile to do so much.

The weather in June was so hot that people couldn't breathe, and the only cool place at this time was probably the palace, so Mu Linghan couldn't help but run to Cining Palace to escape the heat.

"Queen Mother, it's still the coolest you have here, I'm sweating when I don't do anything in the palace, this Cining Palace that the imperial brother built for you is really warm in winter and cool in summer."

Mu Linghan praised the goodness of Cining Palace while eating the ice porridge that the maid had just served.

"The temperature has been higher in the past two days, if you think the palace is too hot, just stay here for a few days, the mourning family is very lonely every day, you accompany the mourning family here more, and let the next person be busy with the affairs in the house."

The Queen Mother took a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat beads from Mu Linghan's head, this child has been pampered since he was a child, and he couldn't stand a little hardship, if he wasn't going to get married next month, he would take him to the summer resort to escape the heat.

"The minister won't go back today, but fortunately, the minister will get married next month, and I get dizzy at the thought of wearing a heavy dress on such a hot day."

Mu Linghan frowned, he was the prince's marriage, and the rules and attire naturally could not be compared with ordinary men.

Although the materials are made of fine silk, it is hot when there are many layers.

"Seeing that you are about to get married, I haven't seen my daughter-in-law yet, when will you bring her into the palace for the mourning family to see."

Although the Queen Mother had seen Xia Yimeng's portrait and sent someone to inquire about her personality, it was better to see it than to hear it, and she always felt that it was very unreliable not to see her.

"Erchen hasn't seen her recently, if you want to send someone to Xia Mansion to pick her up, can she dare to refuse?"

Mu Linghan thought of Xia Yimeng, who was not afraid of his temperament that day, and a shallow smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.