The eldest sister of the Cheng family didn't know that Liu Boyu avoided herself, and talked to Mrs. Cheng about the wedding dress in the carriage.

"The clothes are easy to do, all of them are red, Your Majesty looks good in red, and the clothes are not oppressive, but the patterns on the clothes are not decided."

Mrs. Cheng saw that her lower abdomen was bulging, she was more than four months pregnant, but her spirit was better than when she was kept at home, and she did not persuade her to go home to recuperate: "Is it Your Majesty's or Wu Xiangye's?" ”

"Your Majesty has no objection," the eldest sister of the Cheng family took out a small piece of red cloth, "You see, Your Majesty's embroidered dragon and phoenix group pattern, embroidered with gold thread, is no better." ”

Mrs. Cheng looked down and saw that a wooden hibiscus was embroidered with gold thread, no more than two threads of velvet, and the embroidery method was exquisite.

"Good!" She praised, "Your Majesty really pressed it, she must wear a gold collar that day, and the phoenix crown, which complements each other, that is, we must hurry up in time, why is the pattern of Wu Xiang incompatible?" ”

The eldest sister of the Cheng family put away the fabric: "I said that I don't have to embroider any patterns, Wu Xiang is simple and unpretentious, what is embroidered is to add to the snake, Huang Jixiang wants to embroider colorful brocade chickens, and said that it is according to Zhai's clothing system." ”

Mrs. Cheng thought about it, Wu Jin was wearing a red wedding dress with twelve elements of colorful brocade chickens, and she looked like she was wearing a hat, and she suddenly felt nondescript.

"Huang Jixiang's brain is not good, so he doesn't have to embroider, let's go to his house and let him know what beauty and ugliness are!"

The eldest sister of the Cheng family said with a smile: "Auntie, don't worry, I asked Huang Jixiang to make a regimental red robe, embroidered with brocade chickens, and tomorrow the dynasty will be dispersed, let the palace people send him to the public house, let him open his eyes and see clearly." ”

Mrs. Cheng patted her thigh: "Yes, that's good, to convince people." ”

She was very emotional: "Since Your Majesty entered the fort, female soldiers are no longer just escorting grain and grass, and doing miscellaneous work in the back camp, they can charge into battle, show their strengths, and become famous in the world. ”

The eldest sister of the Cheng family nodded: "There are smart women everywhere in the world, why should you rely on men and become rich, with Your Majesty in the Ming Hall, it must be a hundred flowers blooming." ”

The mother and daughter were smiling and beaming, and only Cheng Ting seemed to be sullen in the entire capital.

The loss of his freedom was already painful enough, and what made him even more devastating was on August 19, the day of His Majesty's wedding, when he was still confined at home and could not go out.

He was bored all day long, and turned a small Cheng house from front to back, from east to west, teasing his son, disturbing Hui Ran, plus the huge size, which was particularly annoying, and the slave endured it for two days, and finally waved his hand frequently, asking his father to "go out".

The little yellow dog even hid when he saw him - the fur made him bald.

Cheng Ting could only nest in the study, drinking with crabs, his tongue was numb when he drank, he put down the wine cup with a "bang", took off his clothes, and stood shirtless in the courtyard.

"Third master," Fat Dahai chased after him with a crane, "What are you doing?" Drink too much, I'll go to the kitchen and give you ......."

Cheng Ting raised his hand and waved him out: "Master's business, don't worry about it." ”

He stood for a long time in the cold night wind, hoping that he could be cold and hot - A-Niang loved herself and would definitely go to His Majesty to intercede.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and he stood for most of the night, unscathed.

He became more and more distraught, and sat in the study, unconcerned about tea and dinner.

Xu Huiran has been paying attention to him, and when he saw that he didn't eat breakfast and lunch, he knew that something was wrong.

This matter can't alarm Mrs. Cheng, otherwise Cheng Taishan will come over with a slap when he finds out, and he can't go directly to His Majesty to intercede.

The majesty of the Son of Heaven is all in the subtleties, and since His Majesty has punished him, he will not take back his fate.

She thought about it, and finally found Fat Dahai: "You go to the public office to find Wu Xiangye, just say that the third master doesn't think about tea and dinner, and ask him to persuade him." ”

Fat Dahai nodded hurriedly.

Xu Huiran told him again: "Avoid the master." ”

"Yes, the little one knows."

Cheng Ting didn't know that Xu Huiran was planning for him, and sat in the study for a long time, when he suddenly heard the "fluttering" sound of the paper being beaten on the window, he got up and opened the window to check.

The windows slammed to both sides, he strode forward to close the window, and saw Wu Jin holding his head with one hand and going to the yard against the wind.

"Wu Jin!" Cheng Ting closed the window hard, opened the door, and the wind howled, causing chaos in the room.

He rushed out, dragged Wu Jin into the house, closed the door, and patted Wu Jin on the shoulder: "Why are you here?" Did Your Majesty allow me to go out? ”

Wu Jin shook his head: "Not a day is missing." ”

"Wu Jin, Wu Xiangye, you help me to intercede with Your Majesty, Your Majesty will definitely listen to you, I know it's wrong, I will definitely keep my mouth shut in the future"

Wu Jin bent down in his tugging, picked up the paper that had been blown down by the wind and put it on the table, pressed it with a paperweight, and swept the fallen leaves that had just been blown into the house into the slag hopper.

Putting down the slag bucket, he glanced at Cheng Ting - Cheng Ting was not wearing a hat, and his hair bun was blown by the wind, with a little pitiful image.

He was unmoved, and found a chair to sit down: "It is taboo to change the order every day." ”

Cheng Ting said pitifully: "Then one day, August 19, your wedding day!" I can't see such a big thing, and I will regret it for the rest of my life! Die with a grievance or everlasting regret! ”

Wu Jin listened quietly, not in a hurry or impatient, waiting for him to use eighteen tricks.

Sure enough, Cheng Ting patted his chest on the mountain: "You can't bear to see me leave this regret, if you can let me out, I'll-"

He lowered his voice: "The matter of drinking together at the bedside, you must not be unknown, you are not close to women, I will give you a copy of "The Secret Book of Wind and Moon". ”

Wu Jin's face was flushed, and he got up abruptly and pushed him away: "Be cautious in your words and deeds." ”

Cheng Ting was about to speak, but the window in the house opened again with a "snap", and he turned his head to close the window: "No wind......"

The words stopped abruptly, and he and Mo Lingfeng faced each other.

Behind Mo Lingfeng was Cheng Taishan, whose face was pale.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty! Cheng Ting secretly said that he was unlucky, and hurriedly saluted, Wu Jin turned to look at Mo Lingfeng, the autumn wind was raging, blowing the wide sleeves of the robes of the two of them, and both of them maintained a dignified look on their faces, like stone carvings.

Mo Lingfeng went to Cheng Taishan's house in Weixing, and when he heard that Wu Jin was here, he came in to take a look, but he didn't expect to hear Cheng Ting's big play.

"On August 19, Cheng Ting is not allowed to go out." Mo Lingfeng glanced at Cheng Ting, turned around and left.

"Yes." Cheng Taishan hurriedly responded and bowed down to send Mo Lingfeng out.

Cheng Ting wanted to cry without tears, Wu Jin lowered his voice and said in his ear: "On the day of the wedding, you will let the sea give you a day of prison." ”

After that, he picked up the hem of his clothes and left, took a step, suddenly turned his head, looked at Cheng Ting, who suddenly realized, and stopped talking, without saying the last word, and hurriedly walked out.

In the courtyard, the forbidden army stepped forward in three steps with knives and went out with Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng got into the carriage with an expressionless face, stretched out a hand from the carriage, lifted the curtain, poked his head out and said to Wu Jin: "Wu Jin get in the car." ”

Wu Jin said goodbye to Cheng Taishan, boarded the carriage, and when the curtain was lowered, before he could speak, his face turned red, and he smiled forcefully: "Cheng Ting is messing around." ”