Everyone entered the flower hall. The floor cage inside was burning brightly and warm. Ning Jiuwei took off the fox fur and was about to hand it to the maid, but Mrs. Gu took it in her hand and placed it on the screen behind her.
Ning Jiu opened her mouth slightly and was about to say something, but when she saw Mrs. Gu's cautious and expectant eyes, she turned around and swallowed.
"You've been working hard all day. Sit down quickly and leave the rest to the maid." Ning Jiuwei said, pulling out the chair next to her and speaking.
Looking at Ning Jiuwei's movements, Mrs. Gu nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, okay, Jiuwei, sit down quickly."
After everyone sat down, there was only the sound of picking up food on the dinner table. The silence was terrifying. Ning Jiuwei turned her head and glanced at Qin Lin awkwardly. She really didn't know what to say to Mrs. Gu, and she seemed to be confused no matter what she did. I feel a little embarrassed.
Qin Lin knew what Ning Jiuwei meant. He stretched out his hand and squeezed Ning Jiuwei's hand. He raised his hand to pick up a piece of braised pork for her, shaved off the fat, and put it in her bowl.
Then he glanced at Mu Nanfeng and Mrs. Gu, and said, "Qin Tianjian said that the eighteenth day of the first lunar month is an auspicious day, and I plan to get married to Jiuwei on that day."
'Snapped'
Mu Nanfeng's hand that was picking up vegetables suddenly slipped and fell to the ground. He was looking after his wife, and his expression was not very good. The spoon had already fallen into the soup bowl. The one who reacted the least was Mu Chenfeng, but his face was very ugly.
"Ahem..." Ning Jiuwei choked at Qin Lin's words.
Just now, Ning Jiuwei naively thought that Qin Lin was talking to get rid of the situation, but the result turned out to make the whole dinner even more embarrassing. It seemed that she had really overestimated him. Qin Lin raised his hand and patted Ning Jiuwei on the back. He took a shot, but was given a fierce glare by Ning Jiuwei.
Mrs. Gu smiled forcefully and said, "Fourth Master, isn't this a little too hasty?"
"Yes, not to mention that Jiuwei's recognition banquet has not been held yet, half a month is too hasty." Mu Nanfeng said.
Qin Lin's originally gentle face frowned slightly at this moment. He suddenly felt disgusted with these people in the Mu family. They dared to prevent him from getting married. He just gave a notice, not a discussion.
"I have been preparing for this wedding for a year, and I am not in a hurry for half a month." Qin Lin took into account that this was Jiuwei's mother's family, but after all, she was not too tough.
"But I haven't embroidered Jiuwei's wedding clothes yet." Mrs. Gu said.
"The Ministry of Etiquette has already prepared the wedding clothes." Qin Lin said again.
Mrs. Gu immediately raised her eyebrows and said, "How can that be done? When a daughter gets married, she must embroider the wedding dress herself. If she has a mother, she will embroider it. How can she just let the Ministry of Etiquette prepare it?"
Although according to Dali law, for royal weddings, the wedding attire is prepared by the Ministry of Etiquette, but if the woman has a mother in her family, she can also prepare it. There are no special regulations.
"This is my idea. It's something Qin Lin and I decided before we went on the expedition. Don't make things difficult for him." Ning Jiuwei looked at Qin Lin's face as grave as carbon, fearing that the Mu family would really piss Qin Lin off. , opened his mouth and said.
After hearing Ning Jiuwei's words, Mrs. Gu stopped talking even though she was dissatisfied. She smiled, gave Ning Jiuwei a piece of squirrel mandarin fish, shaved the thorns and put it on her plate, and said : "Let's not talk about it for now, Jiuwei, I see you like this dish very much. Eat more, you are too thin."
Ning Jiu smiled and nodded, put the fish in his mouth and said, "It's delicious."
Mu Yunxiao glanced at it, curled his lips and said, "My eldest brother and I haven't gotten married yet. Why are you so anxious? You're afraid that you won't be able to get married."
"If you talk too much, I'll eat your food." Mu Nanfeng glared at Mu Yunxiao and said.
Halfway through the meal, someone came to the palace. It was the emperor who announced that Qin Lin should enter the palace. Ning Jiuwei's eyes were slightly startled. It wasn't even xu yet, and the palace banquet hadn't started yet. Why did he call in such a hurry? People.
Qin Lin, on the other hand, had a cold look in his eyes, stood up and told Bai Hua, told Ning Jiuwei to go back early, then put on her fur coat and went out.
Mrs. Gu looked at Ning Jiuwei and said, "Jiuwei, I made you a peacock and begonia cloak. Come and try it with me to see if you like it."
"Okay." Ning Jiu nodded slightly.
When Mu Chenfeng saw this scene, he said, "It's still snowing heavily outside. I'll take you there."
"Can you go outside and the snow will lighten up? Come to the study with me. I have something to tell you." Mu Nanfeng said.
Hearing Mu Nanfeng's words, Mu Chenfeng knew it was a warning to him, but he just couldn't control his desire to get close to Jiuwei.
At this time, Ning Jiuwei and Mrs. Gu had already left, passed through the corridor, and arrived at Mrs. Gu's room in the backyard. Sure enough, they saw a pure silver fur coat neatly folded on the table, with large red begonias embroidered on it. , there is a gold and blue peacock on the begonia, and the collar and edges are pure white fox fur, very beautiful.
"You try it on. If the size doesn't fit, I'll change it." Mrs. Gu shook the fur coat open and handed it to Ning Jiuwei.
Ning Jiuwei took it and put it on her body. She was neither fat nor thin, especially the bright red begonia, which made her charming and charming.
"It's beautiful. My Yue'er is so beautiful." Mrs. Gu looked sideways and said with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, the clothes fit you very well." Ning Jiuwei said as she took off her cloak.
Mrs. Gu looked at Ning Jiuwei, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "Jiuwei, I want to make you a wedding dress, is that okay?"
"There's only half a month, it's too late." Ning Jiuwei said with a slight fluctuation in his voice.
"There's time, there's time, Jiuwei, I know I didn't raise you, but I want to fulfill my responsibility as a mother. Can you promise me?" Mrs. Gu begged bitterly.
Ning Jiuwei couldn't say the words of rejection, and finally nodded and said: "If you can do it within half a month, I will wear the wedding dress you made for me. Just promise me, don't work too hard."
Mrs. Gu nodded with tears in her eyes: "Okay, okay."
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Qin Lin entered the study and looked at the emperor. He didn't even sit down and asked, "Why did the emperor come to me so late?"
"What happened to the things I asked you to consider before?" The emperor stood up and asked.
"Father, I have already said that no matter how long I think about it, my choice will not change. I will not be the prince." Qin Lin said.
After hearing this, the emperor said angrily: "Stubborn, do you know how much I have spent on you? You are the most suitable person to inherit the throne. Can you bear to let your mother down?"
"Haha, what my father said is really funny. How much thought you put into me is probably used for assassination." Qin Lin said with slightly eagle eyes.
"Wangzhi, I am your father, do you know what you are talking about?" The emperor's face suddenly became ugly.
Qin Lin chuckled and said, "What exactly do you want to do, father? You might as well tell me directly. Why use the position of prince as a inducement?"
After hearing these words, the emperor took a deep breath, took out a bright yellow imperial edict, and said: "Whether you want it or not, my edict has been drafted and will be announced to the world tomorrow."