"I don't know if you haven't left the house. Red lanterns have been hung on both sides of the street these days. I can't imagine what it will be like if you get married."
In the Liu Pavilion, Qin Xiang slumped on the soft couch without any image, and sighed with envy.
Yun Ziyue and Fang Ran Mingxia sorted out the items they had just delivered, but there was still the noise of people coming and going outside the door.
Ming Xia smiled all over her face.
Fang Ran helped tidy up and said, "We didn't come here to sigh with emotion. Stop paralyzing there and come to help, but... you are right."
While writing and drawing with a pen, Fang Ran asked, "Mrs. Shen doesn't plan to help you with the marriage? It won't do her any good if it gets out."
Yun Ziyue didn't have any idea about this, after all, Shen shi lost such a big man and owed her so much money, how could she have the face to come to her, let alone help her with her marriage.
"She hasn't been feeling well for the past two days."
Qin Xiang curled her lips, "I'm afraid she can't take care of herself now, you don't know, the backyard of Chengwang's mansion is very lively these days, Yun Qianxue is busy with the concubine's room, so Shen's naturally wants to help."
Cheng Wangfu's side concubine is not a good stubble, and coupled with the influence of her mother's clan, otherwise she would not have been favored by Mo Wenli these years, Yun Qianxue would only pretend to be a weak little white lotus, and she would be like a gangster in front of the real white lotus .
"However, her status is not enough to handle Yue'er's marriage, so when Yue'er gets married, who will preside over the marriage?" Qin Xiang got up and came to them, a little curious.
"This is probably the old lady who came forward in person. As for the Prince Chen's Mansion...the prince has no direct elders, most of them are of the same generation or juniors. Steward Feng said that he invited Princess Zhaoyang."
"Wow..." Qin Xiang couldn't help but exclaimed.
Several people looked at her together,
Murong Ting asked in surprise, "Aren't you all surprised? That's Princess Zhaoyang... the most powerful female general in my dynasty, even the current emperor has to be respectful when seeing her. It's seventy-seven. It's not available to ordinary people."
Fang Ran nodded and said, "That's right, the Eldest Princess has long since stopped asking about worldly affairs. I didn't expect that she would personally preside over the wedding this time."
After thinking about it, he said, "But it's nothing unusual. I heard from my family that Prince Chen spent a period of time in Princess Dachang's mansion when he was a child. It is thanks to Princess Dachang's teaching that Prince Chen is able to be what he is today." Yue'er, it must be very kind to you for Prince Chen to invite the Eldest Princess to preside over the wedding."
Qin Xiang smiled and said, "So, Yue'er's wedding is probably the most grand wedding in the past ten years. I heard that neighboring countries will also send people to attend the wedding."
Yun Ziyue frowned, "Other countries?"
"Yes, Prince Chen is not only the regent of our dynasty, but also has full prestige in other countries."
Yun Ziyue was silent for a moment, "You mean all the defeated subordinates of the webpage will come? Don't they feel ashamed?" Or do they have other plans...
Qin Xiang was also speechless for a moment, she didn't know why these people were joining in the fun,
"Yue'er, you still have to be careful in the future. Most of the reputation of Prince Chen has been earned over the years. I don't know how many enemies he has. They came... maybe to see what kind of princess Chen Wang is like." Will the character become the prince's weakness?"
Yun Ziyue didn't react too much to this, "It's no big deal. What else can they do to me in Tiansheng's imperial city? Instead of worrying about my safety, you might as well help me put all these things together. It gives me a headache to see this.”
It's because she was protected so well before, that she didn't know how tortured what her brothers did until now.
But now is not the time to think about these things, let's hurry up and do the things in front of us.
Several people looked at the pile of account books and gift books in front of them, feeling helpless in their hearts. They really didn't know who invented so many things.
Suddenly there was a sound outside the room, like the sound of something falling to the ground.
"Yue'er, did you hear something?" Qin Xiang pricked up his ears.
Yun Ziyue didn't even raise her head, "These days there are always stray cats outside the window. Maybe they're running around again."
Of course she knew what it was, there were always some uninvited guests coming to Liu Pavilion these days, they were all thrown out by Zhuoyang and the others.
"Really? I don't sound like..." Qin Xiang was still wondering.
At this time, the housekeeper next to Prime Minister Yun came to report,
"Miss, the son of King Zhaowu of Nanling sent someone to congratulate you on your wedding with Prince Chen."
Yun Ziyue frowned, "Shouldn't gifts be delivered to Prince Chen's Mansion?"
"Miss Hui, Prince Zhaowu said that you are the future concubine of Prince Chen's mansion, and you must be a wonderful woman. This gift is specially prepared for you, and of course it has to be handed over to you in person."
"Is father there?"
"Yes, the master is accompanying the son." The butler replied.
"Okay, go back and report back, I'll be there later."
"The old slave resigns."
When the butler left, Qin Xiang looked at Yun Ziyue with some concern, "Yue'er, this Prince Zhaowu's family are all defeated by the prince, and now they say they are giving you a congratulatory gift, so I'm afraid the person who came here was not kind."
When Qin Xiang was thrown into Mo Jinyao's tent by her father, she happened to have seen that war. Mo Jinyao was only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time. Of course, the generals of the enemy country would not take him seriously, even before the battle. Mo Jinyao said nothing to humiliate him. He sat in the commander's tent and commanded calmly. He insisted on beating the Nanling Army, which has always been known for its toughness, to the point of crying. Their whole family was about to be beaten by the Longxiang Army , and now come to give gifts as if nothing happened, it is really a bit uneasy and well-intentioned.
Yun Ziyue sat in front of the mirror and simply tidied up her clothes.
Fang Ran was still a little worried.
"Yue'er, do you want to send someone to inform Lord Chen?"
"No, he should already know. You don't have to worry about me. Could it be that his dignified son will deliberately embarrass a boudoir woman in another country's imperial city?"
That's too shameless.
"Greetings to father." Entering the hall, Yun Ziyue saluted without distraction.
"Yue'er is here, sit down quickly." Prime Minister Yun smiled.
It made Yun Ziyue feel a little fake.
After Yun Ziyue took her seat, Prime Minister Yun began to speak again.
"This is Prince Zhaowu's son."
Only then did she turn her gaze to the man sitting beside her.
Nanling borders Jiangnan, but the climate is hotter than that of Jiangnan. The folk customs of the two countries are completely different. Nanling can also be regarded as a relatively powerful country among the many small countries. It has been eager to move on the border of the Tiansheng Dynasty, and wants to swallow the fat of Tiansheng and become the next big dynasty.
However, Jiangnan is Mo Jinyao's fief, and if he wants to invade the hinterland of Tiansheng, he must first occupy Jiangnan, but now it seems a bit idiotic.
The man in front of him was tall and slender,