Du Ang didn't know what she was thinking, and she couldn't help but be a little moved when she heard this: "The prince and Miss Ye, one is affectionate and the other is intentional, it is really a match made in heaven." ”

"......" Jiang Shu looked at her moving appearance and was speechless.

She and that Zhu Changxun, who is in love, who is interested, where is a match made in heaven, it is clear that they hate each other!

However, as the emperor's hand-appointed princess Fu, it is inconvenient for her to clarify this point as the wedding is approaching.

Seeing that she was silent and didn't speak, she thought she was embarrassed, so in order to break this embarrassing situation, she deliberately looked up at the sky and said, "Miss Ye, it's not too early, the slave maid will go to the imperial dining room to get lunch for Miss Ye." ”

"Well," Jiang Shu groaned slightly and nodded slightly, "I remember that the can of soup you took a few days ago is called 'Shengsi Jiang Shao', that one is pretty good, let's take a can." ”

If she can't see Zhu Changxun today, it's already doomed, she can't afford to delay lunch because of this, and she will suffer the devastation of Mama Liang in the afternoon with a hungry stomach.

After Durian left, Jiang Shufang closed the red lacquered wooden box containing the glass rabbit in his hand, turned around and went to her residence in the palace in the nearby side hall, and put it together with the jewelry he brought.

Although this thing is the product of Zhu Changxun's dedication and diligence, it is quite pleasing in both appearance and connotation, and it is much more meaningful than the previous self-striking bell and Western glass mirror.

"Jiang Shu, are you in there?" Just put the box away, Zhu Xuanyu's soft voice suddenly came from outside.

"Yes." Jiang Shu hurriedly got up and walked out of the inner hall bypassing a few zigzag screens.

"That's great," Zhu Xuanyu smiled softly, and when she got closer, she raised her hand and pointed to the side of the hall door, "Look who's coming!" ”

As soon as she said this, a girl wearing a light orange collared waist-length jacket, a goose-yellow pleated long skirt, and a water-red fox fur cloak walked to her side.

Seeing the girl's appearance clearly, Jiang Shu couldn't help but be stunned: "County lord? You're back from Weihui? ”

"Yes," Zhu Xuanrao turned her head and smiled at her, "I promised to come back before you and Brother Chang Xun's wedding, of course I have to count!" ”

"And when did you arrive?" Jiang Shu asked with concern.

"The ship docked at Zhangjiawan in the early hours of this morning," Zhu Xuanrao said with a slight expression, "and then he quickly entered the city, and the palace did not return, so he entered the palace." ”

As she spoke, a look of grievance appeared on her face: "You don't know how cold it is outside, if you start a few days later, I'm afraid the Grand Canal will freeze." In that case, you will not be able to take the water road, but the dry road. In this way, not to mention the bumpy boat, the whole trip will become longer, and you may not be able to attend your wedding with Chang Xun's brother. ”

"That'...... There must have been a lot of sins on the way," she said lightly, but Jiang Shu knew the hard work of rushing in winter, and paused, "Actually, you don't have to come back at this time, it's not too late to come back tomorrow when the weather is warm in spring." ”

"How can that work," Zhu Xuanrao said disagreeably, "How can I not be here for such a big event as your marriage to Brother Chang Xun!" ”

"But......" Jiang Shu looked at her innocent appearance, and a trace of distress appeared between her eyebrows.

In the face of her sincerity and heart, if she cancels the marriage contract with Zhu Changxun in the future, how should she explain it to her?