There is a big festival every season in southern Xinjiang, which is similar to the New Year next summer, but only four times a year.

There is a flower festival in the spring, a Songkran festival in the summer, a torch festival in the fall, and a fireworks festival in the winter.

In Jiang Fu's opinion, the people of southern Xinjiang are like goblins, eating flowers and drinking dew, and they also like to sing and dance around torches.

Two days later, the Torch Festival is celebrated, when the largest torches are lit at the palace and a grand feast is held.

According to the usual practice, the family members of officials have the opportunity to enter the palace to attend dinners.

Although Jiang Fu is not an official of southern Xinjiang, he is from Ming Xia.

She can enter the palace to meet His Majesty in a grand manner as the daughter of the head of the East Factory, just in time for the Torch Festival, there are many people, and it is much easier to get something out by the way.

"It's easy to sneak into the palace, but it's difficult to find the location of the forbidden place of the palace.

Seeing that Najie is tight-lipped, I'm afraid that even if we find it, we won't be able to get in. ”

Jiang Fu held her chin and tapped her fingers on the table.

And they only have one chance, if they miss it, it will not be easy to enter the palace next time.

Chen Jian'an thought of what Elder Li said about needing the blood of the royal family to open the forbidden land, and the first target came to mind Najie.

At present, it seems that only that stupid white sweet son is the best to start.

"Leave this matter to me, you just have to find a way to hand over the post to the palace, and I'll arrange the rest."

Jiang Fu nodded, and then stretched out her hand to him, palms facing up to make a look of asking for a debt.

"So, what about my pay?"

Chen Jian'an pulled a collar suddenly, he didn't forget that this was a master who didn't say a word and picked up clothes.

Jiang Fu's eager gaze lingered back and forth between him and the bed, Chen Jian'an saw that the situation was not good, so he simply got up directly, took a step back to the door, and was ready to slip away at any time.

"I promise you, as soon as the things are in hand, I will take you back to the capital with me, and immediately come to the door to propose marriage and prepare to marry."

"That's not ······"

Before Jiang Fu finished speaking, Chen Jian'an opened the door and ran as soon as he turned around, but the door was not closed.

"Tut-tut, I don't eat people either, what are you doing running so fast."

My Lady, who had just come in from outside with hot water, threw a handkerchief to wipe her face, and felt that she had reservations about whether to eat or not.

"What about the mulberry festival?"

Jiang Fu wiped her face and hands clean, and asked while taking off her coat.

My Fair Lady shook her head, she hadn't seen the child for a day.

"It should be out, miss, this Mingxia Nuqi doesn't recognize it in Southern Xinjiang, he won't take the opportunity to run away, right?"

Although the bell of the mulberry festival is still worn on the wrist of the young lady, but now in his hometown, if he runs, it will be a wide sea with a fish leaping, and the sky is high and the birds will fly.

I came back stupidly!

Jiang Fu waved her hand, and the silver bell she hung on the red rope made two crisp sounds.

"It's okay, if you see him coming back, tell him that I won't force him to stay if he wants to go, let him come to me and take the bell back, and I'll set her free."

My fair lady answered, waited for her to change into a nightdress, and withdrew.

The next day, the mulberry festival still didn't appear, and even Chen Jian'an didn't know where to go, so he never showed up.

Yang Cheng sent the post into the palace according to the instructions of the young lady, and the people in the palace did not attach much importance to this post, and it can be seen from their attitude that they did not take the people of Mingxia seriously, even if it was Jiang Guangyao under one person.

Regarding Jiang Fu's desire to enter the palace, Yang Cheng felt that he might not be optimistic.

However, Jiang Fu had already considered this situation.

So she made two preparations, on the day of the Torch Festival, she prepared a generous gift, thinking that if the palace did not summon her, she would take the gift to meet Princess Miao.

When the time comes, she will say that she wants to see the world, and just rub her car into the palace.

But fortunately, the palace gave her a pass early in the morning of the Torch Festival, allowing her to enter the palace for a dinner.

There were also people from the Miao Palace, who came with two maidservants, holding two large trays of clothes and jewelry.

"The prince said that today's Torch Festival, let the servants send Miss Jiang a dress from southern Xinjiang, I hope you can have fun in the imperial city today."

Jiang Fu reached out and touched the black gauze skirt on the tray, which was a unique style in southern Xinjiang, with round and huge pearls falling on the hem of the bandeau with a crop top, and a black gauze as thin as cicada wings hanging from the two silver arm rings.

On another tray is a silver crown flanked by intricately crafted bell tassels flanked by lotus flowers.

Jiang Fu felt that if he hung this thing on his head and the tassels hung down in his ears, he would be deaf after a night of shopping.

"Why didn't the prince go out today?"

According to Najie's temperament that loves to join in the fun, eighty percent will personally send it to himself.

The housekeeper paused when he heard this, and laughed twice with an unnatural face:

"Shizi met an assassin last night while traveling at night with his friends, and he was slightly injured, so he won't participate in the festival today."

Assassin ·········

Jiang Fu's first thought was Chen Jian'an, who else would do something at this juncture besides him?

But what did Chen Jian'an do when he bullied that stupid boy?

She tilted her head and asked, as if concerned:

"Is it badly hurt?"

"It's, it's serious, it's just a bite on the arm, and a lot of blood remains."

Bitten?

Okay, did you meet an assassin, or did you meet a dog?

The corners of Jiang Fu's mouth twitched, it should be ······· It's not Chen Jian'an, right? He doesn't have rabies either, what do you do when you bite someone!

Sending off the subordinates of King Miao's mansion, Jiang Fu changed into the dress sent by Najie, endured the noise and asked my fair lady to put a hair crown on herself, and waited for Chen Jian'an to come back and join her.

When Chen saw An Fengchen returning to the post station, Yang Cheng had just prepared the carriage to enter the palace.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Jiang Fu who had changed into a southern Xinjiang costume, and then quickly turned his eyes away.

If the clothes in southern Xinjiang are placed in Ming Xia, it is not an exaggeration to say a word about bad customs, Jiang Fu smiled, she dared to guarantee that from the appearance of this goods to the carriage, she didn't look at herself with a straight eye!

"That Jie's injury, you bitten it?"

Chen Jian'an was sitting next to Jiang Fu, putting on the robe of the little servant, and subconsciously replied when he heard the words:

"It's Boss Du's people."

"What benefits did you give him, and he was willing to help you even do something like attacking the prince?"

Chen Jian'an fastened the belt around her waist, and reluctantly pushed back her too keen insight and too strong curiosity:

"It's okay for you, don't ask."

Jiang Fu was not happy, rolled up his sleeves, grinded his teeth and said:

"Hey, my little temper, I haven't unloaded the mill yet, you're going to kill the donkey?"

How can anyone describe themselves like that?

Chen Jian'an looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Fu reacted that something was wrong, and subconsciously shook his head:

"Eh, I'm not saying I'm a donkey!

Hiss~ This broken bell, I said that sooner or later I will be deaf if I wear it. ”

She touched her ears, which were buzzing with deaf hairpins, and the next second a large hand removed the two tinkling hairpins from her head, leaving them still on the cushions of the carriage seats.

"If you don't like it, don't wear it, I don't think this dress is good, don't wear it in the future."

After Chen Jian'an finished speaking, he coughed lightly with a little weakness.

Jiang Fu didn't notice his abnormality, and she nodded happily with a light head on her head.