"Third sister, it's Zifang, a lowly slave maid, who snatched Yiling away." As he spoke, Jing Qinghe's nose was a little sour.

Jing Qinghe is at most sixteen years old this year, she is the youngest lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the fourth lady, the Prime Minister Jing Yueshan is also good to her, her temperament is more ancient and precious, and sometimes it is particularly annoying.

Like a child, it hurts and is suspicious.

She doesn't know much about men, but she has a soft spot for the champion Xue Yiling, but the champion is more noble, not the kind of person who is easily confused by women, the key is that Xue Yiling has no feelings for Jing Qinghe at all, and the person he likes is Zifang.

The goddess has intentions, but Xianglang is ruthless.

"You can't rob a?" Jing Qingxue glanced sideways at her fourth sister. The tone is straightforward, but also to the point.

"She was accepted as a righteous daughter by Lord Chen, the squire of the military department......" Jing Qinghe said with some annoyance.

Then, Zifang's status is no longer that of a slave and maid, but a young lady of an official family, and Jing Qinghe has a status.

It's just that the other party's parents are big and small.

No matter how you say it, the prime minister's official position is higher than that of the military department.

But what does it matter?

They are still the same official ladies.

The matter of Lord Chen accepting Zi Fang as a righteous daughter was a holy decree issued by the emperor himself, but after all, this matter is not a national event, and there is no reason to spread it widely.

Therefore, Jing Qingxue, the princess of Qifang, didn't know that there was such a thing.

"Third sister, what should I do with the fourth sister?" Jing Qinghe asked her, looking extremely sad.

Their relationship was more harmonious when they were sisters, and they bullied the eldest lady together, even at this moment, their identities and statuses were on one side, she still called her third sister.

"Yiling has already proposed to Zifang, they will get married next month, what should the fourth sister do?" Jing Qinghe said, tears falling.

"Don't cry, it's yours, you can't run away." Well clear snow course.

This sentence seems to be a bit mysterious.

Jing Qinghe looked at her blankly, puzzled by the meaning of her words.

"Okay, fourth sister, didn't you say that you want to choose the fabric to pre-make the wedding dress?" Jing Qingxue looked down at the various fabrics in front of her, and spoke slowly.

"Yes, I want to choose the fabric and make the best wedding dress for myself." Jing Qinghe nodded back to her.

"Since you're preparing your wedding dress, are you still afraid that you won't be able to marry the person you want to marry?" After speaking, Jing Qingxue's red lips hooked up a smile that was not deep or shallow.

……

Jing Qingran and Zi Fang walked to a distance away from Jing Qingxue and Jing Qinghe, stopped, and chose the fabric.

Tianyi Fang, the second floor, today, there are not many people who come here, and there are many fine fabrics displayed in it for customers to choose.

Zi Fang is about to get married in a month, and marrying is a major event in life, and it is very necessary to choose a good wedding dress.

Jing Qingran stood in front of the many fabrics, and at a glance, every cloth seemed to be usable.

Colorful list, each full of beauty, people look at the past, overwhelmed.

The two of them were in front of the fabrics, picking out the fabrics.

Over there, Jing Qingxue and Jing Qinghe had already selected the fabric, and they left, walking towards the third floor.

There were a few fewer people on the second floor, no one else came, the scene seemed quiet, and occasionally, the conversation of a few ladies sounded, and the sound of the wind blowing in from the window.

I chose a few pieces of fabric that are most suitable for making wedding dresses, and half an hour has passed, and then I went to the third floor to find an embroiderer to tailor clothes for Zifang, and the time passed like this.