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Walk out of Tianyi Fang, step on the bluestone paved stone steps, go down, is the street, the street here, there are not many people, but prosperous, pedestrians, the clothes are gorgeous, they walk through it, look a little like the beauty street.

In the sky, the autumn day is faint, not eye-catching, there are occasionally a few white clouds, quietly still, the sky is very high, the people are very small, and the air is very clean.

"Twenty-eight days later, you can come here to get the wedding dress, Zifang, don't forget, Miss Ben's memory has never been very good." Jing Qingran, who was walking on the street, turned his head slightly to look at Zifang Road beside him.

"Remember, Miss, just remember these things, Zi Fang can remember, if you forget, I will remind you." Zi Fang said with a smile to her.

Which time, wasn't Zifang reminding Jing Qingran to do this and that?

"Hmm." Jing Qingran nodded, pondered in his heart for a moment, and then spoke: "Is there anything else I need to buy?" ”

"There shouldn't be anything, my father-in-law and mother-in-law will help Zi Fang prepare." Purple Ridge Road.

For the stepfather and stepmother who just recognized a few days ago, although it is reasonable and reasonable, and both sides agree and accept each other, there will always be a transition period and adaptation period for new things. Therefore, Zifang is still adapting to her newly recognized father-in-law.

"Okay, after walking for so long, we are also tired, why don't we go to the teahouse in front of us and sit and drink tea." Jing Qingran pointed to the teahouse not far in front of him and said.

Zi Fang followed her fingers and looked, ahead, bustling with people, the noodle shop was large but not many, and a simple and elegant teahouse was in it. "Listen to you, Miss."

She nodded, looking very well-behaved.

"Let's go!" After speaking, Jing Qingran quickened his pace.

The purple fir is also a close second.

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In the Shilang Mansion, Lord Chen Qiao Chen is the father-in-law that Zi Fang recognizes.

He has three sons and no daughters, so he accepted it very happily because of the righteous daughter Zifang, who was introduced by King Chen.

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King Qi's Mansion, on the aisle outside the gate, a rather luxurious carriage slowly rolled over the bluestone-covered ground, towards the gate of King Qi's Mansion, slowly driving towards the gate of King Qi's Mansion.

The horse pulling the cart was pulled by the charioteer, and it neighed, and then stopped, and stood still, without moving.

"Princess, you've arrived at King Qi's mansion." The coachman had already gotten out of the car and whispered respectfully to the inside of the carriage that could not be seen.

The autumn sun is shining, and the cool breeze blows up the corner of the curtain, and the corner of the curtain that is blown by the wind is gently held by a slender white hand, preventing the wind from blowing it high.

"Princess, please." The owner of these hands gently lifted the curtain again, and her voice was soft, she was inviting her master, Princess Qifang, to be beside her.

It was Jing Qingxue, she sat upright in the carriage, and there was only one of her personal maids beside her, who lifted the curtain and invited her down.

She didn't speak, she didn't make any other movements, and she looked very polite. She got up slowly, seeing this, the maid quickly reached out and gently supported her, as if not to help her, just like not respecting her, the maid did not dare to slack off.

Jing Qingxue slowly got out of the carriage with the support of the maid.

The light cast by the sun in the sky is weak, and the shadows of people are blurred and unclear.

The wind is cold, and it rises again, and it blows to make people cold.

The maid hurriedly put a cloak on Jing Qingxue.

At the gate, it was very quiet, no one spoke, there were three or four people, and the master was the princess on the side of Qi.

The coachman drove the carriage away, the maid waited for Jing Qingxue to enter the house, and the little maid was still guarding the door.