"Drink some water, the melons and fruits are fresh, would you like to taste some?" Changle didn't want to peek too much into the secrets of people's hearts, just like not long ago in Uncle Lu Qi's stone house, four people, four pseudonyms, everyone knew it, but no matter what, they still gave each other the greatest kindness and trust.

Many things must be known to the truth, but some things are meaningless to get to the bottom of things, especially when it comes to love, and there is no standard for the so-called right and wrong.

But Changle is still sure of one thing, that is, Wu Zangyun really loves Luo Ze miserably.

Being loved like this by a person, Luo Ze is very happy. Changle felt an unprecedented relief.

The change of mood often only takes an opportunity, and I was still angry about Luo Ze and the witch goddess getting married, thinking that according to the established trajectory, Luo Ze's bride can only be Zhao Changle, the princess of her Jiao country, but now that I think about it, two people who have no emotional foundation get together with a certain tragic color, and then look at Luo Ze and Zang Yunlang's love for concubines, insisting on breaking through the resistance of all parties to be together, if you can really grow old, it is only a merit.

When did she, a princess of a dead country, pretend to be a bodhisattva? Changle laughed at himself, but how much basis is there for Jiang Xian's "conspiracy theory", and does Luo Ze still have ulterior motives?

It just so happened that the maidservants who were waiting for the bath entered the door with copper basins and incense cups.

The water vapor is thick, the petals are scattered, and in the gauze curtain, Zang Yun stretched out a jade lotus-like wrist, "Tao Yao, I have a brocade box in front of the bed, and there are some bits and pieces in it, among which there is a bottle of soothing incense, and a cyan thin-necked glass bottle is contained, please bring it to me." She commanded gently.

The brocade box that Zang Yun said was not difficult to find, Changle opened it according to his words, and at a glance, he saw the bottle of soothing incense, and when he took out the glass bottle, he accidentally touched something, making a crisp sound, and the sound of water in the curtain was loud, hiding the sound.

When I looked closely, it was originally a red jade heather flower, except that the jade material was different, and it was exactly the same as a green jade heather that I left in the dresser of the palace.

Changle thought about it carefully, the green jade heather seemed to have been lying in that box for as long as she could remember, low-key and inconspicuous, never used for anything, but it was never discarded.

Wu Zangyun, as a woman from a different tribe, actually has the same jewelry, and it is also a style that abuses the street.

In the next two days, Changle tried his best to take care of Wu Zangyun's premarital affairs, throughout the ages, making wedding clothes for her, it should be Changle who did the most energetic, Jiang Xian always took the opportunity to sarcastically mock her, but Changle was invulnerable to practice, and he didn't follow his way at all.

Jiang Xian was like a punch in the soft cotton, he couldn't contain the force, and he had nowhere to focus, so he had to be angry and left angrily.

Changle looked at his back and felt more and more naïve.

Wu Zangyun's dowry was stuffed to her by her mother before leaving, there are not many things, and it is not very valuable, in Zang Yun's own words, but some of the ones she used well from childhood to adulthood were not difficult to count, Changle put them neatly and neatly, and then Luo Ze sent someone to send the auspicious clothes over.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Taoyao, this is a day and night rush to work, and now it's just sent, please try it on, if it's not suitable or undesirable, the small one will be modified immediately." It was a delicate young man who spoke, very young and a little shy.

Listening to what he said, this auspicious dress was made by him, Changle took a cursory look at the embroidery on it, and praised it sincerely: "Little brother is really a meticulous person." "This handicraft is probably unattainable even by the professional embroiderers of the Kyoto embroidery workshop.

The boy was even more shy: "It's not good." Changle understands that for craftsmen who strive for excellence, there is never the best.

"Since you like it so much, when you get married, please ask Zong Ming to make one for you." Jiang Xian came suddenly, of course, it may be that Changle doesn't care about him.

Zong Ming is a sincere child, and immediately admitted: "As long as the girl doesn't dislike it, the small one will be effective, and if there is an honor at that time, it will also be tailored for Jiang Gongzi." ”

Where is this? Changle glanced at Jiang Xian, what did Zong Ming mean was him and her?

It seems that this is a big misunderstanding, but in this palace, the person who views the relationship between Changle and Jiang Xian like this is far more than the little tailor Zong Ming.

Jiang Xian didn't defend either, and deliberately laughed unfathomably, leaving all the embarrassment to Changle.

Changle followed him and learned to be cheeky: "Then dare to be affectionate, remember to be a red body for me, I want to be Mrs. Jiang." ”