As the crown prince Li Shao lifted his grounding and ascended to the small throne, the impetuous atmosphere in the court gradually calmed down.

The attitude of the saint is here, the old accounts have become "old", and it is obviously not a smart move to continue to make a fuss about His Highness before the prince makes other troubles.

The former dynasty rested, and the harem naturally rested.

In Cuihua Palace, the imperial concubine felt the most profoundly.

On the first day of November, a group of concubines came to greet them, and they were kind on the surface, but there were many less temptations.

This made the imperial concubine feel comfortable.

When everyone had dispersed, Mama added tea to her and chuckled, "You've been in a good mood lately."

The imperial concubine also laughed.

Take it easy, who doesn't like that?

Li Shao came to greet her on the day the ban was lifted, and he also mentioned that she should say a few kind words in front of the saint.

The imperial concubine laughed in her heart when she heard it.

Kind words?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still needs others to speak well in front of the Holy One? The prince himself does not do stupid things, it is better than anything else.

She was really afraid of Li Shao.

Li Shao is honest, her life is very good, Li Shao is killing herself, and she has to be involved.

What's there to roll on?

She doesn't have a son!

She just wants to live a peaceful life.

In the past half a month, the former dynasty has been calm and the harem is quiet, and the saint is not irritable, and she will not think of coming to Cuihua Palace to breathe a sigh of relief, she doesn't even have to take the holy car, and the fairy lives.

Of course, the imperial concubine can't completely ignore the saint.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Have you picked out all the dowries for the county lord of Ning'an?"

Mama said, "It's all ready according to your wishes, and it will be sent to the Sincerity Bofu in a few days."

The imperial concubine bowed her head, adjusted the lower pillow, and lay down and closed her eyes to recuperate.

In recent days, she has rested well, she is not sleepy, Xu is incense to calm her mind, and gradually she has sleepiness, and different dreams change.

When I opened my eyes again, three quarters of an hour had passed.

The imperial concubine woke up, recalled those few dream fragments, and her long eyelashes trembled.

"Mama." She opened her mouth, her voice hoarse.

When she was sleeping with a dry throat, Mama hurriedly served a bowl of honey tea: "You moisten it."

The imperial concubine took a small sip, and when she spoke again, her voice was no different from usual: "I originally had a handkerchief, embroidered with green bamboo, do you still have an impression?"

Mama frowned and recalled, "The slave can't remember."

"I remember that I brought it to Qianfu, and I brought it when I entered the palace," the imperial concubine said, "I haven't used it all these years, but I don't remember where I put it away."

Mama was confused.

Boudoir?

That was twenty years ago.

The mother is so dignified, what do you do with an old handkerchief?

"Look carefully," the imperial concubine did not explain, but only asked, "Find it as soon as possible."

Mama answered.

The imperial concubine has lived in Cuihua Palace for a long time, and after so many years, there are really many things in the palace.

Fortunately, the people at the bottom take care of it carefully, and for a while, even if they are not sure where they will be collected, they can accurately list a few places that "will not be collected".

Mama led people to search for three days, and finally found the handkerchief in a pile of old clothes in a camphor wooden cage.

The imperial concubine didn't take care of the veil at first, but missed those old clothes.

There are boudoirs, and there are also those who have just entered the Qianfu, and even the clothes when they were just canonized as the imperial concubine, before and after so many years, they must not be able to wear them, but women love to be pretty, and they have to look in the mirror and compare their memories.

"I used to be so lively, how dare I wear this pink color before?"

"So thin? Did I eat at the time?"

"I really couldn't think of it before."

Mama stood aside, listening to her chatter, thinking of the changes and experiences of the imperial concubine over the years, she really had a lot of words in her heart, but in the end she didn't speak.

What do you say? The mother herself saw it.

The imperial concubine's mind withdrew from her old clothes and picked up the handkerchief again.

After all, it has been too many years, Rao has been keeping it well, and it is impossible for the veil to be new, and the green bamboo embroidered on the horn has also faded some color.

The fingertips stroked the bamboo leaves, and the imperial concubine sat quietly for a while, so that the veils were neatly folded.

"Put it in your makeup," she said, "and put it in a box."

Mama was surprised.

The imperial concubine and the county lord of Ning'an actually don't have much friendship, and if they are full of money, it is just that the county lord comes to ask for peace during the New Year's holidays.

The county lord is out of the cabinet, only talking about relatives, and the imperial concubine does not need to add makeup, but it is the mother who is in charge of the harem, so she has makeup to show grace.

Climb the relationship again, referring to the marriage matter that was mentioned by the imperial concubine and the saint.

In such a situation, adding makeup is to go through the motions, not to be rich, to choose a few kinds of gold and luxury, showing the royal bearing and blessings, it is enough.

A box wants to be carried to the Sincerity Mansion, that is the matter of Cining Palace, and it is not the turn of Cuihua Palace to be in the limelight.

Therefore, whether it is a veil or an old veil is really out of place in that makeup book.

How can he be deserved?

What is this veil?

Mama muttered a lot in her heart, and seeing that the imperial concubine still didn't have an explanation, she did as she said.

She picked a rosewood box of the right size, the bone-inlaid bamboo pattern on the surface of the box, which is also comparable to the handkerchief, the box has a red brocade cloth on the head, and the white handkerchief is very conspicuous.

Of course, in Mama's words, I don't know how many square handkerchiefs this box is worth, not to mention that the handkerchief is still an old thing.

The box was shown to the imperial concubine, and when she saw that she nodded, the grandmother was curious, and asked tentatively, "Why did you prepare such a handkerchief for the county lord?"

The imperial concubine was silent for a while, as if she was thinking about something, and then said, "I just remembered it suddenly, but I don't have any extra thoughts."

Mama didn't believe it, but she also knew the temper of the imperial concubine, and since Niangniang didn't want to say more, she definitely wouldn't ask.

The first half of November went fast.

As the wedding date approached, the Fuguo Mansion and the Sincerity Bofu Mansion were much busier.

On the seventeenth day, it was overcast all afternoon, and after nightfall, the snow began to fall, and it fell until dawn.

This is the first snow of this winter, and it has not accumulated much, but it has made the capital much colder.

In the courtroom, charcoal basins began to be placed a few days ago, not only for Xu Jian, but also for a few elderly adults.

But out of the courtroom, the way to the Jinluan Palace is cold.

The trail was swept and no snow was left, but the floor tiles were slippery and not easy to walk.

It wasn't until I entered the main hall that I was a little warmer.

There is also charcoal in the main hall, but unfortunately it is too empty, and there is not much to put on it, so it can only be regarded as better than nothing.

An Yibo was absent-minded today, and looked at Xu Jian from time to time, especially paying attention to Xu Jian's standing posture.

Obviously, Xu Jian was very uncomfortable.

An Yibo sighed in his heart.

What did Xu Jian tell him that day?

"It's already recovering, it's not a big problem, and it won't be delayed."

"If you delay the wedding in the end, I'm afraid that the county lord will be so angry that he will throw the hijab directly on him."

Xu Jian said so, where is An Yibo embarrassed to continue to persuade?

Now that I think about it, I should have persuaded me a few more words at that time.

If he can't persuade himself, he should go and ask Chengyi Bo to come forward, Lord Taishan's face, Xu Jian will always give it, right?

Now......

There are still ten days to get married, and it is not appropriate to say that you want to take a break at this time.

Mainly, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not suitable there.

Anyway, this month,

His Royal Highness followed the saint to the court, and followed the three orphans after the lower court, which was very peaceful and down-to-earth.

An Yibo pondered to himself, and it wasn't until Gonggong Cao shouted "retreat" that he came back to his senses and sent the saint off.

When the holy driver left, An Yibo hurriedly walked towards Xu Jian: "How is the injury? It's cold today, and I don't think you're feeling well."

Xu Jian moved his right leg and said in a light tone: "It's the same old look, it's okay."

An Yibo's words rolled over several times, and finally swallowed them all.

"Compared to my leg injury," Xu Jian said as he walked, "Uncle should worry about Yicheng again."

"It won't go wrong," An Yibo laughed, "There must be an orderly order for such an important matter as getting married." Speaking of which, today Cining Palace is going to add makeup."

Xu Jian nodded: "The Imperial Concubine also has a copy there."

"It is worthy of being the pearl of the Queen Mother's palm," An Yibo touched his beard, "It is really a blessing to be able to marry the county lord."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Xu Jian's shoulder.

Xu Jian laughed, and the corners of her lips raised slightly: "Yes, blessed."

Today's capital is particularly lively.

A raised makeup gift was sent out of the West Palace Gate and sent across the street to the Sincerity Mansion.

The father-in-law sat in the sedan chair, lifted the curtain and listened to the onlookers talking, and he was quite emotional for a while.

The decree of marriage was also announced by him in Bofu, it seems that it was not long ago, but he didn't expect that the wedding date would be in the blink of an eye.

can think about it again, and think of the picture of the county lord and the auxiliary prince talking in Cining Palace several times......

The blink of an eye may have been a little slower.

There is a lover, I don't see you for a day, like every other autumn.

The door of the Sincerity Mansion opened.

Everyone in the house was ready to welcome the congratulatory gift with joy.

The princess announced the queen mother's edict, read the gift list again, and then handed the list to Lin Yunyan: "County lord, the mother reads it every day!"

Lin Yunyan.

The grace of Cining Palace has just left, and the congratulatory gift of Cuihua Palace has also arrived.

The round-faced grandmother was beaming, her mouth was full of auspicious words, and the gift list was only a thin piece of paper, but the things were all exquisite and luxurious, and the only thing that sounded simple was "Qingzhu Pazi side".

In the midst of harmony and excitement, no one cared about what kind of veil it was.

When everyone in the palace left, the Chen family helped Lin Yunyan sort out all the makeup, moved into the warehouse, and waited for the makeup to be carried to the Fuguo Mansion.

It was in this process that Lin Yunyan saw the handkerchief.

The "old" that can be seen at a glance is contained in a delicate box, which makes people confused.

Lin Yunfang leaned over, turned the veil over and over again, and then gave Lin Yunyan a puzzled look.

The fabric is naturally good, but no matter how expensive it is, it is not.

The embroidery is also good, but it is certainly not from everyone's hands, if you really want to compete, or their eldest sister's embroidery is better.

Why did the imperial concubine send such a handkerchief?

"Could it be that the mother used it when she was young?" Lin Yunfang guessed.

Lin Yunyan shook her head.

She had never seen it, nor had she seen it before.

In other words, she has not had much contact with the imperial concubine all along.

She also couldn't understand the idea of the imperial concubine sending this veil, but her intuition told her that there should be a reason.

took the handkerchief from Lin Yunfang's hand, Lin Yunyan also looked at it over and over again, she really couldn't see any clues, and her heart moved, she took the handkerchief and asked Lin Yunjing.

Lin Yunjing was under the porch outside, laughing at what Yingying and the Huang family were talking about, and the mother and daughter were so happy when they talked about the excitement.

"Big sister." Lin Yunyan called her.

Lin Yunjing said to the Huang family and walked to Lin Yunyan's side: "What's wrong?"

"Eldest sister help me look at this veil," Lin Yunyan asked, "I can't understand the one sent by the imperial concubine."

Lin Yun responded quietly, and when he looked at it, his brows furrowed.

The fabric was invisible, and her mind was more focused on embroidery.

This is what Lin Yunjing is good at, and she looks at it very carefully.

"I can see that I have practiced," she said, "but it is not so brilliant, medium to high, but the silk thread used is very good, although it is old and faded, but it is very uniform, and those who can use this cloth and this thread must not be from the palace, but also people like us." Look at the ...... on the stitches."

Lin Yunjing paused, she even raised the veil and looked at the sunlight to distinguish it carefully, and then said, "I seem to have seen it."

Lin Yunyan blinked, slightly surprised: "Have you seen it?"

"I mean this embroidery technique, this handkerchief may be older than me," Lin Yunjing twisted her eyebrows, "I'm not impressed, I can't remember it for a while."

Lin Yunyan understood what she meant.

Lin Yunjing may have seen other things embroidered by the person who embroidered the veil.

"Then bother the eldest sister to recall more memories for me," Lin Yunyan said with a smile, "If you think of anything, you must tell me."

Lin Yunjing nodded quietly.

Then, as if she had thought of something, she raised her hand and touched the tip of Lin Yunyan's nose lightly.

"There are still things I want to remember for you," Lin Yunjing winked playfully, "I didn't tell you last time, I seem to think that my second brother-in-law's voice is familiar, and I have to remember to tell you."

"Second brother-in-law", Lin Yunyan didn't laugh yet, Lin Yunfang who followed the probe laughed first.

Seeing the sisters laughing non-stop, Lin Yunyan couldn't help laughing.

"You think, you think quickly!" She knew that her sisters were making fun of her, and she wouldn't be embarrassed, so she raised her chin and said, "You can't let me worry about it all the time, I don't have the heart to marry anyone who marries."

There was a smile in the sincerity of the Bofu, and on the street, there were countless onlookers talking about it.

Seeing the sisters laughing non-stop, Lin Yunyan couldn't help laughing.

"You think, you think quickly!" She knew that her sisters were making fun of her, and she wouldn't be embarrassed, so she raised her chin and said, "You can't let me worry about it all the time, I don't have the heart to marry anyone who marries."

There was a smile in the sincerity of the Bofu, and on the street, there were countless onlookers talking about it.