Murong Suzaku woke up faintly and found that the medical ice pack on her chest was already hot, and she knew that she had slept for a long time.

Put the used medical ice pack back into the medical space, take out a new one, put it back on the wound, and then struggling to lift the curtain.

Zhu Liulian, who was guarding outside the curtain, hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss, are you awake?" How are you, does it hurt? ”

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt as much as you think," Murong Suzaku asked, "What time is it now?" ”

"Just arrived."

Murong Suzaku converted the time, it was five o'clock in the afternoon, "Did I explain your business?" ”

"It's done, Gongzi Li has already asked Steward Li to prepare clothes."

"That's fine, I can lie down in peace for two days."

Murong Suzaku, who had nothing to worry about, lay down again, his expression was serene, and he looked like he was returning to the west with peace of mind.

Zhu Liulian said with a smile, "Thanks to Miss for letting King Rui prepare in advance, otherwise, if there is only one day, the prince is afraid that he will not be able to prepare." ”

She did it on purpose to help King Rui say good things.

"Oh? How so? ”

"The clothes prepared by the prince for the young lady seem ordinary, but in fact there are other things, those materials are made of a kind of thread that can shine, as long as it is in the sun, it can bloom, and the price is extremely expensive."

The corners of Murong Suzaku's mouth twitched—she had almost guessed what fabric it was.

It is true that that kind of thing was rare in ancient times, but in modern times with advanced technology, it is cheap and rotten.

"Durian, you can help me run again, and tell King Rui, you don't need to prepare that kind of ingenious fabric, just ordinary clothes, don't waste silver."

Zhu was stunned - no! According to normal logic, shouldn't Miss be moved when she hears that King Rui has a heart? Why didn't the young lady have the slightest trace of emotion on her face, and she didn't let King Rui prepare?

"Miss, you ...... Angry? Zhu Liulian's voice trembled, and he felt that his ass was patted on the horse's hooves, and he was secretly annoyed.

"No, why am I angry? It's not that I'm afraid of him spending money, it's that I think it's worth it. If I like it, it doesn't matter how much money he spends; But I don't like it, he spends so much silver, isn't it a waste what? ”

"Miss has a point, but ...... If you don't let the prince prepare like this, will the prince be unhappy? ”

Zhu Liulian really regretted dying, she shouldn't have mentioned this just now.

Murong Suzaku thought for a moment, "You're right, that's it, so be it." ”

Zhu Liulian breathed a sigh of relief, "Miss, are you hungry?" The slave maid boiled black rice, red dates and wolfberry porridge, and the kitchen man said that this porridge can produce blood. ”

"Okay, let's do it."

"Yes, miss, wait."

Zhu Liulian hurriedly went to serve porridge.

In this way, Murong Zhuque drank a stomach of porridge and lay back - the soft tissue of the ribs was injured, so he had to lie down and recuperate.

Zhu Liulian was with him, "Miss, are you sleepy?" Do you want to sleep a little more? ”

"I'm not sleepy, I just woke up, I'm bored, let's chat," Murong Suzaku, "Tell me if there is any news in the Hou Mansion this afternoon?" ”

Zhu Liulian knew that Miss would ask, so he had already inquired and told Miss one by one.

When Murong Zhuque heard that Tang Lucha and Shen Rooster were both grounded, his chest hurt with laughter, and he hurriedly held back his laughter.

Zhu Liulian frowned, "Miss, the slave has a problem." ”

"You ask."

"Do you still match Shen Rooster and Tang Green Tea together?"

"Of course it's matched, this pair of scumbags and must be locked up and bound for a lifetime, and they can't come out to harm innocent girls and young men, what's wrong?"

Murong Suzaku looked at Zhu Liulian suspiciously, she knew that Durian would not easily question her judgment.

Zhu Liulian hurriedly explained, "Miss, don't get me wrong, the slave maid didn't mean anything else, but the slave maid originally thought that you brought them together because you were afraid that Shen Gongji would not reconcile with you." Now that you have forced Hou Ye, Mrs. Shen and Shen Rooster to write a letter of commitment, this and Li are ironclad, so there is no need to match them. ”

Murong Suzaku, "It must be matched!" In addition to binding scumbags and, there is another reason. ”

"What is the reason?" Zhu lingered curiously.

"Of course it's time to clean up Tang Green Tea!" Murong Suzaku snorted coldly, "You dare to hook up the groom on my wedding day and let me worship with the rooster, phew!" The man I disdain to marry, I have to let her marry! And this is the first step, when they really become married, I have a way to make her regret not being at the beginning. ”

"Really?" Zhu Liulian rubbed his hands, "The slave is looking forward to it!" ”

Murong Zhuque raised his eyebrows, "Of course it's true, aunt and grandmother, I will spit and nail, and I will do what I say!" Now all we have to do is to get the two of them married! ”

"Yes, Miss! What does the slave need to do, Miss gives the order, and the slave and maid will do it! "Thinking of Tang Lucha's pain every day, Zhu Liulian is looking forward to it too much!

"There is indeed something you need to do," Murong Suzaku said, "You contact Mama Li and ask Mama Li to send someone to keep an eye on Tang Lucha, no matter what happens to Tang Lucha, report it." ”

"Yes, miss."

Zhu Liu connected the order and immediately ran to do it.

……

In a flash, two days passed.

On this day, it is the day of the royal dinner.

Because it's a dinner party, you don't have to get up too early.

In the morning, Murong Suzaku asked Zhu to linger in the water and take a bath, after all, she had put on the plaster for two days, and it was almost pickled.

At the luxurious royal dinner, other ladies and ladies were fragrant, but she was not very good at the smell of Yunnan Baiyao plaster.

In the afternoon.

Murong Suzaku was ready to appear in the hall—this was Madame Shen's request, and everyone gathered in the hall, and then rode into the palace together in the carriage of the Hou Mansion.

Changning Hou and Mrs. Shen were talking in the hall, and the next person said that the young lady had arrived, and the two of them subconsciously raised their heads, and then they were stunned.

But I saw a young girl in a pink and purple dress at the door of the hall.

The woman coiled her hair, her hair was meticulously combed, jet black and shiny, and she wore a gold head mask given by Mrs. Shen.

The ears are also matching earrings, nothing fancy, well-behaved, but rich and dignified, which is very in line with the identity of a lady in Beijing.

The shredded hair on the woman's forehead was also combed up, revealing a smooth forehead, a small face the size of a palm, and a delicate chin.

The face is not powdered, only a simple bite of the lipstick, snow-white skin, black eyebrows, red lips, like a lady out of the painting. But those eyes are like the finishing touch.

The woman's eyes were too bright and transparent, like a pair of glass.

The woman never dressed up carefully, her hair was combed casually, and her face was full of broken hair, which was not very obvious.

But now that all my hair is combed, those eyes are like two precious stones placed on the finest brocade, and they are so beautiful that they are shining and captivating.