The days passed day after day, and An Sijin has been lingering night and night since that day, one is to create momentum, and the other is to show off.

What to show?

Since that day, after the red clothes led the young lady to watch, the waiter in the shop told her that the women of the entire Chang'an Avenue had been led to the flowers.

Although the flowery costumes are in short supply, An Sijin always feels that 'human flow' is also an unattainable thing.

So, she changed her patterns every day and wore all kinds of red clothes to 'sit' in the flowers, not worried about her marriage at all, she estimated that the ninth prince was not an idler, so she simply didn't care about it at all.

However, the Nine Princes did do it quickly, because it was the emperor's urgent order, so many trivial matters were saved, but the important steps, changing Geng posts, accepting colors, and raising dowry gifts were done very safely.

As for the Ninth Prince himself, he doesn't go out every day as usual, but there are rumors that keep coming out, saying that he can't afford to be sick and has been cultivating.

Therefore, the marriage between the Nine Kings and the Third Miss of the General's Mansion is gradually no longer mentioned, and the low-key one can't be more low-key.

Soon, on the tenth day of the ninth lunar month, the deserted Beichen Wangfu quietly posted a wedding sticker and dressed up in a new way.

The General's Mansion is also dressed in the same way.

In the case that everyone does not know much, the wedding date came as promised.

It is true that nothing else was sent down in the palace as the emperor said that day, only the next royal bride was sent to remind everyone that the protagonist of this wedding was a member of the royal family.

Early this morning, An Sijin was dragged up by two maids, and she was about to dress up.

An Sijin hurriedly stood up, pulled Cui'er over, pressed her to the dresser, and said to Huan'er, "Dress her up, although today is my wedding, it is also my entertainment venue, anyway, the bride is covered with a hijab, no one will find out." “

Cui'er staggered in fright, "Miss, it's not proper, although it was covered with a hijab at the beginning, but the prince will lift the cover for you in front of the guests." ”

An Sijin smiled smugly, "Don't worry, he will never lift the red hijab in front of everyone!" Since it is a marriage of interests, let's maximize the benefits! ”

Huan'er didn't know what Miss wanted to do at all, and her heart became uneasy, "Miss, this is your own faint ceremony, don't ruin it yourself." “

An Sijin ignored her, and took out a black men's dress from the cabinet that was different from the past, in addition to the color, this dress was different from An Sijin's usual clothes, the clothes were wide on weekdays, the cuffs were windy, and they were always loosely draped on the body, showing the grace between walking, and this one, the cuffs and waist were tightened, except for the loose hem of the lower body, which looked more slender, but it was very much like the clothes of a martial artist.

She shook off her black clothes, put them on her body in three or two clicks, nodded with satisfaction at the bronze mirror, and walked straight out of her room.

This early in the morning, the genius was slightly white, and there was not even a person cleaning the streets.

A gust of wind blew, making An Sijin shiver slightly, it was only September, and she was about to freeze her nose out of the cold.

She rubbed her wind-blown nose, stepped on the frame of the carriage, and drove towards Chang'an Avenue.

This is the first time An Sijin has set up a car, but Shi Zhi was afraid that An Sijin would overturn, and before he could go out a few steps, he grabbed the horse rope.

Although Huan'er Cui'er didn't know what Miss was doing, Shi Zhi, who had been listening to people all the time, had a clear grasp of what Miss wanted to do.