When Su Xiaoyan took out the wedding dress from the gift box, Qingmei beside him directly exclaimed: "Little, Miss, this is Fuguang Jin!" ”

Floating light brocade? Su Xiaoyan searched for information about the floating brocade in his mind, it seemed to be the national brocade of Wuguo, a small country in the East China Sea, leached from the purple sea, whether it was dye or dust dregs, it did not stick and left no traces. What's even more amazing is that although this fabric looks tulle and clear, the rain must not soak it, let alone penetrate it. Fuguang brocade can only produce five horses a year in Ukraine, which is almost hard to find.

Su Xiaoyan was dumbfounded. This wedding dress is too expensive. In her previous life, although she sometimes envied those rich women who pursued Chanel and LV, she never thought of owning this kind of luxury. And the set of wedding clothes made of floating brocade in front of him, those luxury brands simply have to stand aside.

"This, this, this...... Grandma Sun, this is too precious. Su Xiaoyan felt that his words were not smooth, as if it was a sin for him to speak loudly to this happy suit.

Mama Sun looked at Su Xiaoyan with a shocked look, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness is willing to give it to the princess, and the princess will accept it with peace of mind." But when she said this, Grandma Sun's heart was dripping blood. How much is this worth? Mama Sun, who got into the eyes of money, didn't consider that things like Fuguangjin have always been priceless. If it's a little more ordinary, it's even more legendary.

Wait, Su Xiaoyan suddenly thought of something: "But Grandma Sun, where did Feng'er get the floating brocade?" "You must know that if something like Fuguangjin appears in Tianyuan, it must be a tribute from the Uzbek Kingdom to Tianyuan, and there is absolutely no way to get it elsewhere. But Feng'er is now stupid, not to mention that things like cloth are generally given by the emperor to the concubines in the palace, even if the emperor has a convulsion in a certain year and gives some to the princes, it will definitely not be Feng'er's turn.

Mama Sun smiled: "This floating brocade was given to Concubine De last time by the emperor, and because there was no place to use it, it has been placed in the treasury of the Jade King's Mansion." Now that His Royal Highness is getting married, His Royal Highness will take out this material for the princess to use in everything. So the old slave invited Jin

The best tailor and embroiderer of the Silk Pavilion came to make this set of wedding clothes for the princess. “

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaoyan was even more surprised. This material turned out to be from when Concubine De was alive. More than ten years have passed now, and there is no fading at all, let alone being eaten by moths. Is this the treasury of the Jade King's Mansion too well preserved, or is the toughness of this floating brocade really beyond the reach of half the material?

However, since Feng'er was willing to come up with such expensive materials to make her wedding dress, she accepted it "reluctantly".

Su Xiaoyan is simply a typical example, cheap and obedient.

The third day of the ninth month, the wedding day.

Su Xiaoyan finally got up early in the morning, but he still got up by himself and didn't ask Qingmei to drag it. Su Xiaoyan sat in front of the dressing mirror with two big panda eyes, and let Qingmei groom and fiddle with her tired face.

That's right, Su Xiaoyan didn't sleep well last night, it was the kind of person who almost insomnia didn't sleep well. Half of it is because of the nervousness and fear of getting married, and the other half is a complex emotion that cannot be explained. In this mood, Su Xiaoyan even tasted a trace of excitement. "I'm just crazy." Su Xiaoyan muttered.

At this time, Su Xiaoyan was like a dead dog, unable to move. Qingmei was also a little overwhelmed when she saw Su Xiaoyan like this. Sure enough, since the month of the engagement, although the young lady has been realizing that it doesn't matter, she doesn't want to marry the fool Jade King in her heart. Miss is obviously Miss Xiangfu, if it weren't for the rumors, Miss could have married very well. At least you can marry a normal prince, not a fool......

Just as Qingmei was indiscriminately saddened by Su Xiaoyan, Bai walked in.

"I'll dress up Ah Yan."

Su Xiaoyan, who was sleepwalking in a daze, suddenly heard Bai's voice, and raised his head in astonishment: "Mother......"

She originally thought that Bai would not come again. After all, combing your daughter's hair at the time of marriage symbolizes sending blessings to your daughter's marriage. And what is there to be blessed with in this marriage of hers? It's just the result of a multi-party political game.

Seeing Su Xiaoyan's puzzled look, Bai didn't explain much, just sighed lightly, and carefully began to dress up Su Xiaoyan.

Originally, the Bai clan really wouldn't come. Bai's has always been Su Jin's emotional embodiment machine. Her emotions and stance must be consistent with Su Jin, otherwise she will be severely punished by Su Jin.

But Su Jin is now doing business outside, and the Bai family is the boss in the mansion. Except for Su Jin's study, the Bai family can enter and exit any place in this Su Mansion at will. There is no need to look at Su Jin's face to act.

In the first few days, Bai was indeed very unaccustomed to it, and even a little stunned, but after that period of time, Bai completely adapted to the feeling of freedom now. Even, Bai felt a little bit like he had regained his former self, the carefree and unbridled bright girl.

Bai's hand searched through Su Xiaoyan's hair, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in Bai's eyes. Silently held back again. And this scene fell in the eyes of Su Xiaoyan, who didn't seem to wake up (and indeed didn't wake up).

It seems that the previous conversation with Bai Shi worked.

Although Bai is the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she was also a young lady of a famous and noble family in the past, but her hair twisting skills are excellent. Su Xiaoyan hadn't enjoyed the rare warm time in this prime minister's mansion yet, and the Bai family was already planning to get up and leave.

Su Xiaoyan grinned, her mother was really sincere, saying that she was just dressing up for her, and she was not ambiguous at all. Isn't it usually necessary to tell your daughter a thousand times like this...... Alas, sure enough, the normal relationship between parents and children has always been a luxury in this prime minister's house.

Su Xiaoyan silently lowered his head to hide the loss in his eyes.

At the moment when Bai got up, Su Xiaoyan heard Bai's voice in his ears, very small but very true: "Ah Yan, if you leave, you will never come back." ”

Su Xiaoyan's eyes widened violently, and when she came back to her senses, Bai had already left the courtyard and didn't look back, as if the sentence just now was just Su Xiaoyan's own hallucination, and it had never really happened.

Su Xiaoyan's tears burst out of his eyes.

Only Qingmei was left alone to scramble: "Eh, Miss, why are you crying?" You can't cry on your wedding day, it's unlucky. Miss, don't cry, the makeup is spent, the slave maid will help you make up the makeup...... Miss, Miss ......"