After Ruan Cixi read the holy decree, he just wanted to pack up his baggage and slip away from the prince's mansion immediately.

But reality simply doesn't allow it!

Ruan Cixi is angry!

"No wonder Feng Qianmi wants me to receive the holy decree, and now I have to be in the prince's mansion 'openly'." Ruan Cixi's yin and yang are weird.

"Sister, in this way, those rumors outside will be broken, which is actually not bad, isn't it?" Chi Chun accompanied Ruan Cixi to receive the holy decree, so he naturally knew the content of the holy decree, and Father-in-law Su had already read it once.

"Holy decree, I have to stay in the Prince's Mansion." Ruan Cixi sighed, in fact, what she cared about was not the problem of taking care of the drum, but the early marriage date.

The marriage decree did not specify the marriage date of Feng Qianmi and Ruan Cixi, and now Ruan Cixi has not yet reached the date, and things still have to be resolved, but today's holy decree proves that the marriage contract between Ruan Cixi and Feng Qianmi was remembered by the emperor, and the last time it was only the queen mother and the queen, this time it was the emperor.

This is already a certainty.

Ruan Cixi shook his head to himself, and walked back with the holy decree in his hand.

In the East Garden on the other side, Feng Qianmi also quickly knew the content of the holy decree. Although this holy decree was promoted by Feng Qianmi, he did not expect that the content of the emperor's holy decree would become like this.

Feng Qianmi's meaning was to let Ruan Cixi have a reason to take it to the prince's mansion and not suffer from suspicion and slander from the outside, but he never mentioned the marriage period from beginning to end.

In fact, Feng Qianmi did not want to marry Ruan Cixi, and the emperor's intention to let them get married as soon as possible was not good news for Feng Qianmi, Feng Qianmi preferred that this wedding date would never come.

"Changxin, who is the person in charge of this?" Feng Qianmi filled the bow in his hand, and the three arrows were put on the string together, and when the words fell, the three arrows hit the bull's-eye.

"It's Lord Li of the Ministry of Rites." Changxin replied.

Hearing Li Darao's name, Feng Qianmi sneered and understood the reason for the matter.

"That old fellow, no wonder the Divine Decree has become like this." Feng Qianmi put the bow back on the shelf.

Changxin replied a little speechlessly: "The subordinates made a mistake and forgot about Li Darao's temperament, and only thought that the most suitable person to do this was Master Li." ”

"That's it, the holy decree has been issued, it was me who asked for this paper marriage contract at the beginning, and if something goes wrong at that time, I will make up for it, so as not to affect her."

Feng Qianmi lost his interest in practicing martial arts, and after taking the cloak in Changxin's hand, he left this martial arts training ground.

Nanyuan's Qianyan also heard that Ruan Cixi had received the holy decree, and after knowing the content of the holy decree, his eyes fell on the table not far away, where a piece of cloth was placed.

Qianyan raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that the time was almost up.

After instructing someone to get hot water, Qianyan took a bath, took out a set of white dresses from the cabinet and changed them on his body, and by the way, he pulled a bun for himself and used a set of newly bought hair noodles.

Standing in front of the bronze mirror on the ground, Qianyan looked himself up and down with satisfaction, feeling that he was absolutely full of marks in the past.

The white dress on Qianyan's body is embroidered with lifelike patterns, and from a distance, it looks like a flowing cloud is floating, and if someone who is familiar with Feng Qianmi is present, he will definitely be able to see that this is a set of Liuxian skirt with the same style as the clothes that Feng Qianmi often wears.

Familiar name - love! Companion! Feign!

After Qian Yan smeared himself with lipstick, he smiled slightly, and his eyebrows flowed beautifully, what a peerless beauty.

"Feng Qianmi, you can wait for me." Qianyan smiled like a peerless beauty, but these words were full of malice.