From Chunyun's narration, Yan Zhenzhen knew that the mother and son were sent to the yamen and recruited An Ran.

"No wonder this mother and son are full of loopholes." Yan Zhenzhen took the remaining bead flowers to Chunyun: "You take the bead flowers and divide them." Keep the diaphragm on. ”

When I saw the mother and son before, I didn't think it was Yan Jiajia's handwriting, but I didn't expect it to be not.

In order not to tell the truth, Yan Jiajia will hardly leave her alive.

"The slaves don't dislike it, thank you Miss for the reward." Chunyun took the box of beaded flowers and put them into his sleeve happily: "The slave and maid thank you for the three of them." ”

"By the way, the second lady has already left the house when she heard about the marriage."

Hearing this, Yan Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows, did Yan Jiajia go out so early to congratulate An Ran? Not necessarily, right?

But she couldn't think of what Yan Jiajia was trying to do. She took the bronze mirror and took a picture of her face: "Yesterday during the palace banquet, I suddenly had a lot of rashes on my body. ”

Those scary rashes from yesterday now have some faint red marks.

No more itching, no dizziness.

"This is another thing that the slave maid wants to tell the young lady." Chunyun took the skirt that Yan Zhenzhen changed last night from the side: "When Dongyun washed Miss's skirt, he found that Miss's skirt was not sprinkled with incense powder sprinkled by Madame, and Madame's incense powder had the smell of bamboo leaves, peach blossoms, and plum blossoms, which is obviously not." ”

Yan Zhenzhen took the skirt and smelled it, but she didn't smell anything, and the feeling of dizziness last night hit again, and her eyes were blurry!

Chunyun hurriedly took the skirt and stayed away from Yan Zhenzhen: "Ouch, my young lady, why do you put it on your nose and smell it?" The powder on this, which cannot be seen with the eyes, will cause rashes, dizziness, and hallucinations after a long period of contact, Miss think about it, from leaving the house to attending the palace banquet, who can not attract attention and put something on your skirt? ”

It turned out that hearing the voice of the fourth senior brother was really her hallucination, and she thought about it, how could the fourth senior brother be in the palace? How could she be in the palace when she was attending the palace banquet?

"Miss?"

"Miss? Are you dizzy? The slave helped you back to lie down? ”

"No, you don't." After the skirt was taken away from her side, the dizziness gradually subsided, and Yan Zhenzhen said: "There are too many things that can be put on my skirt during this period, next to me is Yan Jiajia, and on the right is the big sister, during which there are some palace maids who keep walking around, and they just make me have a rash, and there are no consequences, am I not good?" ”

"That's where the slave is weird." Chunyun's face was full of doubts, she couldn't think of the key, so she had to suggest: "Miss, why don't you go and talk to the old lady today?" He's going to be able to answer your questions. ”

"That's right, I haven't seen my grandfather for a few days, I wonder if his headache is better? Comb my hair, just make it simpler, and I'll go play chess with my grandfather. Yan Zhenzhen put down the bronze mirror: "Those red seals are covered with powder, don't let your grandfather see them." ”

"Miss, you don't need powder on weekdays, if you suddenly use powder, the old lady will suspect it." Chunyun glanced at the things on the table, and said with a wry smile: "Besides, Miss Pingsu doesn't like to dress up, and she doesn't have fans at all." ”

Yan Zhenzhen had no choice but to give up, but she didn't want to wipe the powder her mother gave her yesterday on her face: "Let's go, go to Boyun Courtyard." ”

In the Anning Hou Mansion, Yan Jiajia looked at An Ran, who was crying, and retreated: "You all go out, I'll talk to your young lady about it privately!" ”

How dare the people go?

An Ran shouted with red eyes: "Get me out, get out-"

Then the servants in the room withdrew.

When only Yan Jiajia was left, An Ran rushed over and hugged her: "Jiajia, I don't want to marry the Rong clan, I don't want to marry the Rong clan!" ”

An Ran cried in Yan Jiajia's arms, and as soon as she lowered her head, her snow-white neck was covered with bruises and purple marks: "What happened at the palace banquet yesterday?" How can you say that Zhenzhen's mud legs are so good, you-"

"Yan Zhenzhen is good? I obviously arranged for someone to lead her to the prince's house of the Rong clan, how could it be me in the end? An Ran suppressed his crying and looked at Yan Jiajia in a daze.

She obviously bought a palace maid and asked her to send the delirious Yan Zhenzhen to the room of any Rong prince.

How could it be herself in the end?

"yes, why are you in the end?" Yan Jiajia felt in her heart that An Ran, a fool, had arranged the wrong thing, Yan Zhenzhen was a mud leg, where was there anyone in the palace to help her?

But at this point, blaming Enron is useless.

"The Holy God has given me marriage, and it is impossible for me not to go, but I really don't want to go, I really don't want to go-" An Ran thought of the wild land in the Great North, and began to cry again: "I don't want to go to the place where birds don't, I don't want to marry a barbarian." ”

The brute tossed violently on her, and her body was still so sore that it almost cracked into several petals. The stamens that had been broken through by the rough break were hot and painful, and she had difficulty walking.

The thought of the brute made her body tremble.

Yan Jiajia hugged An Ran again: "Let's think of a way, think of a way!" ”

An Ran cried and said, "The saints have given marriage, what else can I think of?" If you don't go, it will be the crime of deceiving the king, and then the entire Anning Marquis Mansion will not be able to bear the wrath of the saint. ”

If there is no holy decree, she can stay in Rongguo and stay in the capital if she marries someone casually.

However, that person was the prince of the Rong tribe.

This is a major friendship between the two tribes.

And there is a decree that cannot be violated.

What can be done? Not only sent Yan Zhenzhen away, but also relieved the siege of Enron? If she can help An Ran this time, she will definitely help herself in the future, Yan Jiajia's mind is full of thoughts: "I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?" ”

An Ran bit her lip and looked at her with teary eyes: "It is absolutely impossible to disobey the holy decree." ”

"It's inherently risky to solve this. Either you resign yourself to your fate, or you try, if not, you marry as originally planned. As long as you do it secretly, no one will find out. Yan Jiajia rolled her eyes and thought of an idea, which seemed to her to be very good, even if it failed, it would be nothing to lose for her.

An Ran was really interested when he heard it. Stopped crying: "Then tell me, what is the idea, I'll listen." ”

Yan Jiajia whispered in her ear: "Most of the people of the Rong clan have never seen you, as long as someone marries you, it doesn't matter if you are not, right?" ”

"Should...... I don't think I can see me. An Ran remembered that there was no light in the room, she listened to the people outside the house, and only then did she know that it was the sixth prince who was with her, and that person was full of alcohol, so he should also be drunk.

"When the time comes, those who marry in the past will wear their wedding clothes and cover their heads, and when they reach the Great North, it will become a foregone conclusion." Yan Jiajia leaned into An Ran's ear and said an excellent plan for Li Daitao's stiffness.