"Girl, are you awake?"

Early the next morning, Fuzhu came early.

She went to make soothing soup for Ling Yu last night, and when she came back, she found that she was not in the house and could not be found.

She was a subordinate and didn't ask much, so she had to wait at the door, but she waited for more than an hour before she saw her returning, her expression was still panicked, and even her clothes were a little messy.

At that time, she felt that there was something wrong with this, but seeing that Lingyu didn't want to explain, she had to suppress her curiosity and wait for her to sleep.

"The princess is waiting in the antechamber for the girl to go to breakfast." Fuzhu was extremely measured, and did not say a superfluous word.

"What about Feng Xinglie, is he up?" Ling Yu opened his eyes, and the first thing he asked was him.

She hadn't slept much all night, and her mind had been wondering if Feng Xinglie knew her true identity.

It is said that although they met at the beginning, she was only a child at that time, and after many years, he would never recognize himself.

But now his various actions make her scratch her head. I couldn't help but feel emotional, thinking that he might have known something.

"The prince is also there. It's all waiting for you. In one night, the entire princess's mansion knew the news that they were about to get married. Fuzhu's attitude towards her is also more like serving her master.

"It's all here......" Ling Yu heard this, and somehow his face suddenly turned red.

She thought back to the scene from last night, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to pull herself back from her cranky thoughts.

Last night, she almost fled back because ...... The drunken rampant is really not the same as he usually does.

She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would really be eaten and wiped clean by him!

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" As soon as she thought of these things, she felt her face blush and her heart beat, and Fuzhu helped her comb her hair, and she couldn't help but feel strange when she saw the bursts of redness on her face.

"No, I'm fine!" Seeing this, Ling Yu hurriedly snatched the comb from his hand and said, "I'll come by myself." You can help me get some water. ”

When Fuzhu heard this, he immediately withdrew as instructed.

When Ling Yu saw her leaving, he couldn't help but look at himself in the mirror fixedly, and his heart was troubled.

"He was so drunk yesterday, he shouldn't remember, right? How is it possible to remember? Don't scare yourself. She muttered to herself, not to mention how panicked.

She was so anxious for a moment, and then suddenly she thought, "Oh, really. Even if he remembers, shouldn't he apologize to me? What am I panicking here? He is clearly the one who did the wrong thing! ”

Thinking about it like this, she felt a lot better. But I don't know why, when she thinks of seeing him soon, she still has this in her heart.

That's it, one moment left, one moment right.

After a bit of freshening, she went to the front room for dinner.

As soon as she entered, she saw Feng Xinglie sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, looking at her with burning eyes.

This glance made her heart weak, and she quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at him at all.

"Girl, come on. After breakfast, the tailor was coming. When the princess saw her, she immediately greeted her warmly.

"Tailor?" Lingyu suspected that he had heard it wrong, and he didn't know what kind of tailor he invited at this time.

"Yes, it's not an ordinary tailor, it's Master Wang of Lu Bao Zhai, you are going to get married, and you have to decide as soon as possible." The princess smiled from ear to ear, took Ling Yu's hand and said, "Ah Lie told me that you have grown up with your master since you were a child, and there is no master to handle these things. Leave this matter to me. ”

"This ......" Regarding the matter of getting married, Ling Yu really didn't think about it carefully.

She had always felt that this was nothing more than a stopgap measure. But they didn't expect that they didn't care about it, but others treated it as a big thing.

"What's this? Quick, have breakfast first. Don't overeat, though. Otherwise, the size will not be accurate for a while. "Princess Yongfu's favorite thing is these lively things.

She was too bored to be idle. At this point, there was finally something for her to handle, and she was only excited.

"Uh......" Ling Yu heard this, so he had to look up and go to Feng Xinglie for help.

Who knew that Feng Xinglie was like no one, he only cared about eating by himself, and he had no intention of interfering at all.

"What a stinky face at this time! It's so nasty! Seeing that he didn't care about himself, Ling Yu couldn't help but curse in his heart. But on the surface, he still has to maintain a polite smile.

"Ah Lie, you will stay for a while, don't go to the yamen yet. Wait for Master Wang to measure the size before leaving. Princess Yongfu saw that the interaction between the two was a little delicate, so she hurriedly stood up and helped Ling Yu.

"I still have a case today." Hearing this, Feng Xinglie put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked at his mother and said, "My body is long and my clothes are long, don't you know these mothers?" ”

Princess Yongfu was a little embarrassed by this.

After all, Feng Xinglie has never had time for such things. His clothes, the size quoted on them, were all arranged by her to find someone of similar body shape to replace them.

"That's different, this time it's marriage!" The princess glanced at her son, and secretly scolded the stupid son for not opening up.

"Okay." Feng Xinglie heard this, and then nodded.

He had already finished his breakfast by this time. As soon as he put down the chopsticks, he looked at Lingyu and said, "Since you want to make clothes, don't just make wedding clothes, make more for him." Do ten sets each in spring, summer, autumn and winter. ”

"Ten sets each, ten sets?!" As soon as Ling Yu heard this, a mouthful of porridge in his mouth almost didn't squirt out. She suspected that she had misheard.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter do so much in one go, and this is the first time she has met her.

"Ten sets is a little less." When Princess Yongfu heard this, she nodded thoughtfully and said, "Then let's do it, let's make twenty sets each." It's not good to do too much, and when you look back, the style is old, and it won't look good when you wear it. Twenty sets of each is about the same, and there are new styles in the future, and new ones can be made. ”

"Twenty sets?!" Ling Yu was completely shocked when he heard this. The whole person can be described as jaw-dropping.

"Why is 20 sets too little?" Seeing her expression so exaggerated, Feng Xinglie couldn't help but joke with her: "Then how many sets do you want to make?" As long as you say it, we'll do it for you. ”

"It's not! No! Too much! Don't do so much. Ling Yu was taken aback by their wealthy behavior. Hurriedly waved his hand to stop: "I don't lack clothes, it's too wasteful." ”

"How can it be a waste? You are the official lady of my princess's mansion, and your every move represents the façade of the princess's mansion. If you go out and walk around in the back, if you are shabby, isn't it a joke? You don't know that if you go out in casual clothes, you can drown in their spit. Princess Yongfu said directly.

"Since you want to buy noodles, you have to match them well. All kinds of colors, all kinds of styles, gold and silver velvet flowers, pearls and gemstones are indispensable. At this time, the horse master also interjected.

"That's a reminder to me." Princess Yongfu immediately nodded when she heard this, and turned to Lingyu and said, "After measuring the size in a while, I will take you to Yu Linglong, where the head and face are the most complete." Let's get a few big boxes and ask someone to send them back to your master, and on the day of the wedding, you will marry again. ”

Her words really scared Ling Yu a lot.

It is inevitable that there will be a dowry when getting married, but she ...... Where did the dowry come from?

When the time comes, if there is really that day of marriage, what should I ask her to accompany her? You can't get twenty empty chests and carry them with stones, can you?

What's more, in her memory, the nobles got married, and there were less than sixty wedding boxes, which were all meant to attract jokes......