Jiang Duyun didn't expect Xiaolian to come to her, and the family who came to report said that they were waiting outside, looking very anxious, as if something big had happened.

If there can be any big deal, most likely I have heard about her engagement.

"Xiaolian is the old man next to me, even if she leaves the house, she has some affection, you let her come in alone."

When Xiaolian came in, she looked at Jiang Duyun's pale face and what was written on the desk, it was still a familiar place, and there was a faint smell of medicine in the room, and her nose was sore, so she knelt down.

"What's wrong? Ahem... Biyun, help her up. ”

"Miss..."

Jiang Duyun shook her head disapprovingly and interrupted her, "You are no longer a slave of my family now, you don't have to kneel to me anymore." ”

Biyun brought an embroidery stool to her, and served her a cup of tea, which made Xiaolian more and more restrained.

Everything was so familiar, but everything changed.

"You came to me today, but what is the matter? Is it that he treats you badly? ”

"No, no." Xiaolian hurriedly shook her hand, and when she talked about Xue Ping, her face was filled with a little happy look, "Xianggong, he treats me very well." ”

Jiang Duyun's expression was a little lonely, Xiaolian felt a trace of pleasure in her heart inexplicably, and instantly felt how could she think so, so despicable, and hurriedly changed to look at her with a worried look.

"Miss, I heard that you have made a marriage contract with the Eighth Prince, but what are the difficulties?"

"That's what you're here for?" , Jiang Duyun stared at her with a smile, "What difficulties can I have, the Holy Lord personally decreed, and the other party is a high-powered prince, the dowry is like flowing water, everything good has been sent, who doesn't envy my luck, what difficulties do you say I can have?" ”

"But, miss, is this really what you want? You don't like the eighth prince, even if you get married, you won't be happy in the future! ”

"In the future?" Jiang Duyun felt a little funny, did this Xiaolian come over to show off to herself how happy she was today?

"How many days do I have left?"

Jiang Duyun smiled mockingly, Xiaolian had a moment of weakness, as if her innermost thoughts had been clearly seen by the person in front of her.

She didn't dare to speak again.

"You don't have to come again in the future, Biyun will send you off."

Originally, Jiang Duyun still thought that if Xue Ping really left her to live alone in the cold kiln in the future, she would not ignore her letting her eat wild vegetables, but now it seems that it is better to eat more wild vegetables, what do you eat if you don't eat wild vegetables!

Biyun came back very quickly, with displeasure on his face, and his little mouth was so high that he could hang a small oil pot.

"What's the matter, who upset you?"

"Hmph, it's not that Sister Xiaolian, miss, you don't know, what did she say all the way the slave sent her out!"

"Oh, what did you say to make us like this? I'll hear it. ”

"She said!" Then he shook his head again, "Miss still doesn't listen, I can't help but be angry with myself." ”

"It seems that Biyun has also learned to hide something from me."

"No, the slave has always been loyal to Miss!" Gritting his teeth, Biyun still spoke.

"Xiaolian pulled me to say something, you still have to pick someone who loves you and it hurts, if you don't love you, even if you are a prince and a general, you still don't treat people as mustard, if you love you, even if you are a beggar, you will live a very nourishing life, I bah, this is not purely a diaphragm!"

Jiang Duyun can understand Xiaolian's thoughts very well, she is just a girl and a slave in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she snatched Miss's beloved from Miss's hands, so she can't be complacent.

What about Miss Xiangfu, what about marrying the prince, it's not that she can't get happiness.

People always like to fight, and they think that what they grab is fragrant, even if it is a piece of shit, someone will rob it and become a treasure.

"What's so angry, it's just a personal fate."

The two were talking, and suddenly a male voice came from outside, which seemed to be happening.

As soon as the master and servant walked to the door, they saw a figure climbing out of the wall, although the speed was fast, but the iconic tattered clothes and such flexible skills, Jiang Duyun recognized it at a glance, isn't this Xue Ping!

He sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion! Is it a human officer?

"Miss, don't worry, the thief was caught by the little one as soon as he came in."

The family in front of her was a little raw, but she hadn't seen it much, or maybe she hadn't paid attention to it, she was a little puzzled.

"Biyun, is he new?"

"No, miss, Shoko has been working in the outer courtyard before, and he was only recently transferred to our courtyard."

"Miss Hui, the little one used to be a guard in Yuefu Building, so he has some martial arts." After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Duyun, "The master said that please feel at ease, Miss will protect you until you get married." ”

After a long time, it turned out that this was Li Weishen's person, she was a little surprised, where is this eighth prince like they said has no power and no power, but his hand is stretched out very long.

Since the Prime Minister's Mansion has it, then there is no need to talk about other important ministers.

He was quite reassured of himself.

Three days later, it was the wedding of the eighth prince and the daughter of the prime minister's house, this wedding was too hasty, it was only a few days from the decree to the ceremony, it stands to reason that the wedding of the princes and nobles was not prepared for ten days and half a month, which is really strange.

There are several versions of the narrative circulating.

One is that there are too many lives on the hands of the eighth prince, and the marriage must be completed as soon as possible, otherwise Miss Jiang San may be unexpected.

Another theory is that the eighth prince is going to die, and he got married so soon for Chongxi.

There is also a saying that the emperor is going to give the eighth prince a fief, and Jiang Fu wants to hold the wedding as soon as possible while he is still in the capital.

Anyway, in the midst of different opinions, Jiang Duyun just smiled slightly when he heard it, whoever dies Li Weishen will not die, he has many means!

At this moment, she was wearing a phoenix crown and a xia cloak, sitting in a sedan chair and feeling sleepy, because she got up too early.

As a result, when I arrived at the palace, all the matters were handled by the housekeeper, and even the worship hall was completed by Xi Po holding a rooster, and she only said that the prince was unwell and should not move around.

At this moment, the hearts of the guests who came to congratulate him were even more sure of the rumors that the eighth prince was no good.

If it is replaced by the woman next to her, she is afraid that it will be too late to cry, Jiang Duyun doesn't care, in her world, marriage is just a matter of paper, and the chapel or something is purely a bridge in the TV series, and there is no special meaning.

But others didn't think so, and they cast sympathetic glances.

After surviving, Jiang Duyun was finally sent into the cave room and sat on the bed in the new room.

"Go down, all of you." The housekeeper waved away a group of maids waiting next to him, and respectfully bowed to the person with the hijab, "Princess Lao will take care of the prince tonight, if there is anything to summon the maids as soon as possible, the doctors are also waiting in the house." ”

It's like the real thing, Li Weishen really can't do it?