"Miss, Miss! Someone is in the palace! ”

Xiaochun ran in panting, looking at the two people in the room who were embarrassed, and was a little overwhelmed for a while. Evening Zhao's cheeks were pinched red, Wen Ye's crumpled clothes and messy bun.

"You guys, why did you do this?"

The two looked at each other in unison, and it was really like that, and the three of them immediately burst into laughter. Wen Ye finished dressing up and went to the front yard with Xiaochun, the prince of Cining Palace had been waiting here for a long time, and when he saw that Wen Ye finally came, he hurriedly bowed.

"Miss Wen San, the Empress Dowager has given you the noble Zhai Yi, this is the highest dress of the concubine's wife, congratulations!"

Xiaochun instructed the maid to take the things one by one, and Wen Ye stepped forward and bowed.

"The prince has worked hard! Xiaochun, take the prince to drink a cup of tea and rest. ”

"Yes."

Xiaochun immediately understood, and led the princess and others to the west courtyard, the father-in-law and grandmother who came to the palace to spread the word were all cronies and old men in the palace, in addition to letting them rest and entertain, some rewards were naturally indispensable.

Wen Ye ordered someone to send things to the main courtyard hall, and after the next person left, she touched the gorgeous Zhai clothes in the brocade box, her eyes were slightly red, and there was an indescribable warmth in her heart.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

As soon as Wanzhao entered the door, he felt that Wen Ye was not quite right, and he couldn't cry on this happy day.

"Look, this is Zhai Yi, I wore it five years ago. According to the etiquette law, it should be the little marquis who took the title, and I ordered the lady to wear Zhai clothes, and the imperial grandmother spoiled me too much......"

Wen Ye only felt choked in his throat, and the rest of the words were difficult to say, so he hung his head and cried for a moment, and continued with a crying voice.

"No, this will cause criticism from the court, and I can't let the imperial grandmother take any risks."

Wanzhao stood aside quietly, saw that she stopped crying, handed over a silk handkerchief, and comforted her softly.

"Master, don't worry, you will soon be the niece and granddaughter-in-law of the Empress Dowager, and this matter is not for you. Even if the ministers participate in a book, they can only find trouble with Lord Mo, do they dare? ”

Wen Ye wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, his mind was still messy, and the evening light unfolded Zhai Yi on Wen Ye's body and compared.

"Master, try it, what kind of pattern is this? It's so pretty! ”

Wen Ye couldn't resist her, so she let Wanzhao put Zhai Yi on her body.

"This dress is embroidered with colorful Zhai bird patterns, the most dignified and elegant. There are nine hairpins embroidered on the clothes of this woman, and I have this one, which shows how much the Queen Mother prefers me. Such a precious dress was only worn at the time of the ceremony, the court meeting, and the marriage, so it was the most solemn and formal, and I also wore it once at the age of fifteen and the ceremony. ”

After Wen Ye said this, Wanzhao's heart also warmed up, how happy it is to have relatives in the world.

"The master will wear this wedding dress when he gets married, don't let down her old man's heart."

"It's still the most suitable wedding dress prepared for me by the second brother, after all, I am married as the third lady of the Wen family."

Wen Ye smiled and shook her head, this heart was enough for her to receive, the wedding dress on the day of marriage was just for others to see, she believed in Wen Jian the most in saving face, his vision has always been sharp and unique.

"I've wronged my master."

Wanzhao choked up for a while, and felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Wen Ye took off Zhai Yi, carefully retracted the box, and said with relief.

"These are all for others to see, so why bother with these."

Wanzhao sighed softly, sad for her open-mindedness.

"Miss, the Chengyang Marquis Mansion sent a makeup reminder."

Ming Huwei stood in the courtyard to report, Wen Ye was just about to call Bixiao to go to the front yard to greet her, but suddenly thought that she had gone to Liangzhou and had not returned, and I didn't know if I could catch up with her to get married.

"Xiaochun hasn't returned yet, you can go and have a look."

"Okay."

Wanzhao went to the outer courtyard with the Ming guard, and after returning from Youzhou, the Ming guard was much more stable, and the two led the Hou Mansion's Manager Li to the East Courtyard Warehouse, and the Hou Mansion's subordinates put down their things and followed the Manager Li out of the warehouse.

"Mr. Li, stay."

Wanzhao bowed slightly, took a red brocade bag from his waist and handed it to Manager Li, who saw it and hurriedly excused himself.

"Evening girl, I can't take this."

Wanzhao smiled lightly, it is common for subordinates to get some rewards for their masters, but I didn't expect that the rules of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion were tighter than those in the palace.

"It's just some tea money, our young lady will soon be the little lady of the Hou Mansion, and it will be indispensable to trouble you when you go to the Hou Mansion in the future!"

Manager Li nodded understandingly, stretched out his hand to take the brocade bag, thanked him, and took his subordinates back to the Hou Mansion to report to Mo Yan. Wanzhao handed the gift list to the Ming guard, and went to the main courtyard to report the matter to Wen Ye.

Three days before the wedding, the male family sent the gift of makeup to the woman's family, which is a signal of the welcome, commonly known as the makeup. Most of the gifts prepared by men are flower buns, gold hijabs, five men and two women flower fans, pollen boxes and other wedding dresses, fat powder and other items. The return gift after receiving the gift from the female family is generally gold and silver double victory, Luo Hua head, green robe, boots and other things.

"Master, the little marquis is a little anxious, I don't know what it means?"

Wen Ye smiled and didn't say anything, Mo Yan only did what he wanted, and the three books and six ceremonies of this marriage basically followed the Ministry of Rites. Seeing the day of marriage, it is not a big deal to urge the makeup ceremony a few days in advance, maybe he stayed in the house and was bored and wanted to find something to do, and she couldn't guess Mo Yan's thoughts.

"You go to the head of the mansion to discuss the return gift, let Qingtian bring a few people over, if he wants to keep people, don't stop him."

"Gotcha."

Wan Zhao grinned, the master did this thing exactly what she wanted, if she sent the clear sky over as soon as possible, maybe she could explore the situation of the Hou Mansion, and if there was an improper arrangement, it would be better to think about it earlier, after all, this Hou Mansion did not have its own courtyard to live comfortably.

As soon as the scorching sun passed in the afternoon, it was so hot that people panicked, and the west courtyard of Chengyang Hou's Mansion was exceptionally cool and comfortable, thanks to the small spring in the courtyard.

The gurgling spring water continues to gush out of the spring, slowly flowing into a pond, which is located in the west courtyard of the Hou Mansion, circling the wall of the Hou Mansion, and finally turning back into the pool.

This place is known as the "flowing cup pool", the most suitable for the literati and ink writers to make "the flow of water" drink, from the previous to the hot summer, Moyan will always invite like-minded friends to come to the house for a gathering, everyone gathered by the pool, push the cup to change the lamp, chant poetry for the right, so chic and comfortable.

Mo Yan lay on the rattan chair and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the wisteria trellises in the courtyard were full of crimson purple buds.

"Why are you here?"

Mo Yan half-squinted his eyes, and his tone was faint without surprise, as if he had already guessed this matter.

"Miss asked me to come over."

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth hooked, he couldn't imagine that the martial arts master of the Xiang family couldn't handle a woman, it seemed that he underestimated the attachment of the young master to his feelings.

"What? Not to be seen anymore? ”

Qingtian lowered his eyes and was silent, he didn't complain about others because he had brought it on himself, and this grievance was nothing to him.

"Sometimes parting isn't necessarily a bad thing."

Mo Yan raised his hand, Manager Li immediately ordered his subordinates to make a pot of Jing Shan tea, Mo Yan raised his hand and poured three cups, pushed one of them in front of the clear sky, and drank a cup slowly.

Not long after, a purple-clothed boy shook his folding fan wildly and walked into the courtyard in the dust, his face covered with sweat directly showing the stuffiness outside.

"Brother Mo, it's too hot this day, I'm bothering me again, who is this?"

The person who came was Cheng Nuanxin, in the middle of summer, he would spend almost every day in the Hou Mansion to escape the heat, if it weren't for Mo Yan never leaving outsiders to spend the night, he would love to live here.

"In the clear sky below, it is the personal guard of the third lady of the Wen family."

Qingtian naturally recognized the only son of the Imperial Doctor, and got up and saluted after reporting to the house.

"It's my man now."

Mo Yan immediately added, which shocked Cheng Nuanxin, and it wasn't until Manager Li brought a chair for him that he sat down and came back to his senses.

"Brother Xiang, fortunately!"

Cheng Nuanxin put away the folding fan and arched his hand, which was regarded as a return to the salute just now, and then opened the fan to cover his face, and asked in a low voice.

"Miss Wen San sent someone to keep an eye on you?"

Mo Yan sneered, this kid is really the pattern of the Imperial Historical Tower, and he dares to suspect people indiscriminately in his mansion.

"Sort of protection."

Cheng Nuanxin raised his glass and took a sip of tea, he didn't believe Mo Yan's nonsense, if Mo Yan's skills were protected by people, things would become even more strange. Since he didn't say that he didn't want to ask again, but he had to ask about today's hypnotic ceremony.

"I heard that Manager Li said that you sent someone to the Wen family to personally urge the makeup ceremony, Brother Mo must be too anxious! You really shouldn't have made an impromptu decision this time, the makeup ceremony was advanced by two days, and the etiquette after that was not completely messed up? ”

"That's a mistake, and there is one more anxious than me."

Mo Yan glanced at the clear sky, he obviously asked his subordinates to pass the word to welcome the family, and the clear sky would come with the team on the day of greeting, but today Wen Ye asked him to send a return gift, and he also handed over the word to stay in the Hou Mansion, isn't it the same as his intention of sending a makeup reminder gift in advance?

"Since you sent a makeup reminder gift to Wen Mansion, Brother Mo can make a makeup poem?"

Cheng Nuanxin is quite familiar with etiquette, half of which is the result of following his father in and out of the Yushitai since he was a child, and then he was exposed to it, so he wrote an article on the disadvantages of acupuncture in the imperial examination, and finally won the second class jinshi.

"Not really."

Mo Yan remembered that there was still this matter after he reminded him, and Cheng Nuanxin smiled unconsciously and prepared to relieve him.

"I have exactly two poems here, which were originally used on the day of marriage, and they happened to be copied on the fan, so I'll use them for you."

Mo Yan frowned tightly, and threw Cheng Nuanxin's folding fan back into his hand.

"Why do you use the poems you wrote when I get married?"

"This ......"

Cheng Nuanxin wiped the sweat from the corners of his forehead, since the third princess left, Mo Yan has not done poetry in the past three years, he has been sealing the pen for many years, and today he wants to make an exception for Wen Ye?

"Bring pen and paper."

Manager Li's face was full of joy, and he beckoned his subordinates to hurry up to the backyard warehouse to get paper and pencils. Mo Yan took the pen, Cheng Nuanxin hurriedly stepped forward to study ink for him, and Manager Li instructed his subordinates to remove the teapot and teacup, and spread a snow-white rice paper on the stone table. Mo Yan taught ink in a small class, and with a wave of the pen, the four lines of vigorous and powerful face were sprinkled on the rice paper. Mo Yan waited for his ink to dry, folded it carefully and put it in an envelope, sealed it and handed it to the clear sky.

"You go back and hand her over to her."

"Yes."

Clear Sky hid the letter in his arms, and when he saw Wen Ye in the main courtyard, he took it out and handed it to her with his own hands. Wen Ye was overjoyed, and immediately opened it to look at it, and unconsciously read it out loud.

"The pride of the sky, the three ladies, are busy covering their faces with a fan to greet their relatives. Lightly apply makeup powder out of the curtain, leaving the eyebrows to see the back stroke. ”

Wen Ye read it three or four times, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but praise it again and again.

"Good poem, Mo Lang has a heart."

Wan Zhao really couldn't stand it, and said lightly with a hint of sarcasm.

"Master, I don't think this poem is any good, it sounds a little perfunctory."

"It's not easy for him to write a hypnotic poem for me."

Wen Yewan smiled, between the emotions between the two at the moment, this poem is enough.