In March, the peach blossoms in Kyoto City are in bloom, shrouding the streets and alleys like smoke and mist, and there is no shortage of pedestrians in the suburbs, but there are many fewer officials.

The emperor's health deteriorated, and even the officials became panicked.

The officials of the three princes and the same line raised the matter of Chongxi in the court, and the emperor agreed on the spot.

When the will reached Leng Wan's ears, she was making rouge in the shop.

Wu looked at Leng Wan cautiously, and reached out to take the rouge that was about to fall to the ground.

"Wan Niang, are you okay?"

Leng Wan was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, and she shook her head gently.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

There was no smile on her face, and she cleaned up all the rouges step by step and placed them neatly one by one.

"Call all the people in the shop."

The wedding date has been set, whether she wants it or not, it is a foregone conclusion, not to mention that she still has a faint doubt in her heart.

A flash of worry flashed in Wu's eyes, and she was a little unsure of what Leng Wan wanted to do, but she still quietly retreated.

There were not many people in the rouge shop, and following Wu's arrangement, everyone was standing in the center of the lobby in an orderly manner at this moment.

Wu closed the door of the shop and slowly walked to the middle of the first row.

As the door closed, the entire lobby darkened a little, and the candles flickered, making the room quieter and quieter.

Leng Wan glanced at everyone lightly, and finally fell on Wu.

"During this time, I want to go back to the General's Mansion, and all the business in the shop will be taken care of by Mrs. Wu for the time being, and everyone can just listen to her arrangement. If there is anything that cannot be decided, send someone to look for me in the general's palace."

According to the custom of Kyoto City, all brides to be married need to stay in the house to embroider their wedding dresses themselves, and only the wedding dresses embroidered with stitches and threads can be full of affection.

Wu's eyes changed slightly, and she looked at Leng Wan with a little surprise in her eyes.

After Leng Wan married the third prince, did she plan to completely ignore the affairs of the shop?

She wanted to ask, but asking in front of so many people would shake the army's heart, and she could only silently hold back this thought.

"Do you have any questions?"

Leng Wan's face did not change, and her voice did not fluctuate at all.

"No doubts."

They all replied together.

Leng Wan nodded, since she decided to go back to the General's Mansion to stay for a while, the luggage and things here still had to be simply packed.

"Since it's okay, let's disperse."

She went back to her room, and when she turned around, she found Wu following.

"Anything else?"

Putting down the half-packed clothes in her hand, Leng Wan said softly.

Wu pinched the hem of his skirt, "Wan Niang, aren't you going to manage the shop yourself?"

Leng Wan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and there was a bit of reluctance hidden in her eyes.

This is her dream, and she is naturally unwilling to give up just like that.

"I'll come back, it's just a temporary absence, and I'm not completely letting go, if there's really anything very difficult to decide, come to the General's Mansion to find me."

When Wu heard this, a hanging heart was put down.

After calming Wu's emotions, Leng Wan's things were almost cleaned up.

The subordinates of the General's Mansion had been waiting at the door of the rouge shop for a long time, and the general's wife in the mansion had been waiting for a long time.

Before getting into the carriage, Leng Wan waved at Wu, signaling that she was fine.

The General's Mansion was separated from the Rouge Shop by two blocks, and it didn't take long for the carriage to drive into the Mansion and finally stop at the Starfall Courtyard.

The general's wife received the news and waited at the gate of the courtyard early.

Seeing Leng Wan get out of the car, her eyes were red with excitement.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

The general's wife wiped her tears and looked at her cold eyes full of love.

Leng Wan blessed her body, which was considered a gift.

The general's wife pulled Leng Wan to the courtyard, introducing the scenery of the Starfall Courtyard as she walked.

As early as after determining that Leng Wan was the youngest daughter of the General's Mansion, she began to order people to start building this courtyard, and now it finally has a place to use.

Leng Wan's eyes were slightly red, and she was faintly touched in her heart.

The general's wife patted her hand affectionately, "You have a good rest today, although the wedding date is coming, but there are many embroiderers in the house, and we are not in a hurry about the wedding dress."

Leng Wan was a little surprised, "Don't you need me to do it myself?"

The general's wife covered her mouth and laughed, but there was a faint sadness in the depths of her eyes.

The third prince is not a good person, and the daughter she finally found is now stepping into the tiger's mouth.

"Where is the need for you to embroider all in person, the left is just to embroider a few stitches, and the rest is done by the embroiderer."

Leng Wan nodded, and her depressed mood improved a little.

The embroidered girls worked overtime to embroider the wedding dress, Leng Wan only needed to go over from time to time to take a few looks, and she didn't even have to do it herself, so it was enough for herself.

In the blink of an eye, it was the eve of the wedding.

On a full moon night, the bright moonlight hangs high in the sky, exuding a quiet light without discrimination.

Leng Wan looked at the bright moon outside the window, but Fu Jiulan's face appeared uncontrollably in her mind.

Tomorrow is her wedding to the third prince, but she is not half happy in her heart.

She suddenly wanted to go back to the rouge shop, at least there were bits and pieces of memories of her and Fu Jiulan.

Once this impulse emerges, it can't be suppressed, and Leng Wan doesn't want to suppress it.

Taking advantage of the night, Leng Wan bypassed the people in the courtyard and went back to the rouge shop alone.

Wu had already rested, Leng Wan walked around the rouge shop, and somehow went to Fu Jiulan's study.

Maybe this was the place he had stayed in for the longest time, but just standing here, Leng Wan felt a sense of relief.

She sat down at the desk, imagining Fu Jiulan studying quietly inside, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised.

The next second, I saw something familiar.

The sachet with gold rim on the white background of Yunjin is embroidered with ink bamboo, which is exactly the same as the one that Fu Jiulan Yi lost on the river embankment. The only difference is that the lower right corner of this sachet is embroidered with the word "Wan" in golden silk thread.

Although the stitches are rough, the handwriting is very stylish.

Leng Wan recognized it at a glance, this was Fu Jiulan's handwriting.

Leng Wan pinched the sachet, and tears came out unconsciously.

When Fu Jiulan bought such a sachet, she didn't know at all. He embroidered the words, but why didn't he take the sachet away, did he really plan to completely sever the relationship between the two!

Thinking of this, she subconsciously searched in the study, and sure enough, she saw something very familiar.

On the stall, she once praised the cute ceramic dolls, the lanterns in the night market, and the earrings she had seen more......

All the memories came to Leng Wan together, and her tears fell down like pearls with broken threads, and finally she lay on the table and cried silently.