Now, although the days have been settled, he can see that she really doesn't want to marry him. If she is a princess, she will definitely make trouble for something to make him unable to marry her in the end...

I don’t know what happened to her, but she didn’t mean anything to him. He wasn’t stupid. I could tell, but she just refused to admit it. Every time he mentioned this question, she would be careless and say that she was not worthy of him...

hiss.

toothache.

Feng Junchi also had a headache. I don’t know how to speak well to his sweetheart.

After thinking about it, Feng Junchi still sent Nanyuan to the general's mansion and told Mu Sheng that they would get married in three months.

When Nanyuan arrived at the General's Mansion, Mu Sheng had already heard about this. The General's Mansion was full of joy. Mu Sheng also had a smile on his face, looking quite happy. However, Nanyuan felt that this smile made him feel irritated.

The marriage was settled. On that day, the Minister of Rites personally brought someone to the general's mansion to congratulate Mu Sheng. While he was extremely respectful, he asked the best embroiderer to tailor Mu Sheng's clothes and prepare wedding dresses and various auspicious clothes.

There are still many tedious matters that need to be confirmed one by one with Mu Sheng, but there are still three months left, and the Minister of Rites is not in a hurry to complete these things today.

However, the General's Mansion became busy.

Every day, people from the Ministry of Rites came to the General's Mansion to discuss with Wei Bo what to prepare for the General's Mansion, how to place the things, how to kneel down and where to kneel down and other issues.

And Mu Sheng is lazy if he can be lazy.

It was too complicated and even stipulated that she had to walk how many steps she had to walk from the General's Mansion to carry the sedan chair in the Sixteenth.

She also asked her to practice, not one step less, not one step more.

Speechless...

Mu Sheng was speechless.

Sitting on the wall, she was not a little tall and wealthy lady shaking her legs in the image. Looking at the sky, she still sighed: "Oh..."

Hongzhu, who was standing under the wall, was about to be anxious: "Miss, come down quickly. If the people from the Ministry of Rites see this, I don't know how much I will be nagging."

Although Hongzhu still feels that her eldest lady is going to marry into the Eastern Palace, in the past few days, she has also seen the numerous royal etiquettes and strict rules, and is quite annoyed by the people from the General's Mansion's Ministry of Rites every day, for fear that their General's Mansion will make a mistake at that time, lose the royal face and implicate their Ministry of Rites.

"Oh..." Mu Sheng sighed to the sky again, and then said weakly: "If you let me sit, I want to have some breath." The bottom was almost making her breathless.

Hongzhu smirked with her lips.

"Why are you laughing at?" Mu Sheng was still sitting on the wall and glanced at her.

Hongzhu pursed her lips and smiled for a while before saying, "Miss, I think you are a happy trouble."

"Happiness?" Mu Sheng smiled. "How old are you, do you know this? Is it because of your brother Nan—"

Hongzhu's face turned red, her feet stomped, and she said ashamed: "Miss, you are not serious! I'm obviously telling you serious!"

Mu Sheng laughed out loud.

Hongzhu immediately became anxious again, so anxious: "Miss, please keep your mouth low, and make people hear it. Now there are people from the Ministry of Rites almost everywhere in the mansion. What if you see you sitting on this like this!"

Mu Sheng didn't care much and said, "It's okay, they dare not come here."

The place she is now in Qinfeng Garden, the most remote courtyard in the General's Mansion, and also where Feng Junchi lived in the General's Mansion before.
Chapter completed!