Xianyang City.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

There are three days left before the wedding day.

The royal family and the imperial court have joined forces and prepared for the Eighth Prince's Mansion, the Bai Mansion, the Lu Mansion, and the Yin-Yang family.

All kinds of things needed for marriage, as well as betrothal gifts, etc.

Just wait for the time to come.

Ying Ziye, Bai Ying, Lu Zhi, Lu Su, and Shao Siming can get married without worrying about anything.

"The Eighth Master got married in three days!"

On the streets of Xianyang Chengdong District, a young man with a wooden sword on his waist was heard by the government propaganda.

I was curious and stopped to listen.

Ying Ziye invented the method of purifying salt, papermaking, and curved plows, and then attacked corrupt officials, destroyed the southern states, and killed the King of Nanyue.

It can be said that he is both civil and military, and now he has become the object of worship and admiration of all men and women in the Qin Dynasty.

Countless people admire him and what the people want!

This instantly caused a warm reaction from the people.

"The royal family is about to increase the population. It seems that His Majesty the First Emperor will have an extra grandson soon."

"The Eighth Prince is a good person who seeks welfare for the empire and the people!"

"We should do something for the Eighth Master to celebrate the Eighth Master!"

"That's right, let's hang red lanterns at the door of our house to add some joy to the Eighth Master!"

"Congratulations to the Great Qin, to Your Majesty, to the Eighth Prince!"

The young man and the people discussed excitedly. After cheering, he ran to his home with a smile on his face and shouted to his parents at home: "Dad, mother, the eldest brother is in the army. He was rewarded by the eighth son a few days ago. I'm afraid he will be promoted soon!"

"I heard from the government that the Eighth Master was overjoyed three days later. We want to do something for the Eighth Master!"

The father couldn't help but smile and said, "Whatever the Eighth Prince needs to get married is prepared by the royal family and the imperial court. It doesn't need anything. We can't even give it a gift."

The young man frowned when he heard this and asked, "Then will I go to the Eighth Prince's Mansion to help with things?"

The mother shook her head, pointed to the boy's forehead, and smiled and said, "There are servants and even people in the palace who work hard, how could they want you?"

"well……"

The young man sighed helplessly and said, "Then how about we hang red lanterns in front of the gate of the yard to add some joy to the Eighth Master?"

"This is OK!"

Upon hearing this, the parents nodded, took out the money they had always been, and handed it to the young man.

"Then I'll go and prepare!"

The young man took over the money and ran out excitedly.

I immediately found a store and bought big red lanterns, red candles, red silk, etc.

And there are many teenagers, girls, and even adults like him.

For a moment.

The whole city of Xianyang is full of red lanterns, red candles, red cloths, etc.

The people in Dawn, even shops and restaurants, spontaneously decorated with lights and wine, drinks and meals are greatly discounted.

The streets and alleys were discussing Ying Ziye’s wedding, which was extremely lively.

The Eighth Prince's Mansion was also full of joy and bustle.

"Sister, we will marry the young master three days later. Why are you dressing so beautifully now?"

Lu Zhi looked at Lu Su who was dressing in front of the mirror and tidied up her dress and teasing her.

“Where is it?”

Lu Su Ningzhiyu's white little face turned red in an instant.

At this moment, she was wearing a pink half-sleeved top jacket and a sweet bow-tie hairstyle, which was particularly cute.

"quibble!"

Lu Zhi stepped forward, her skirt swaying.

She is full of charming but not lacking in dignity, but she reveals her coldness in her passion.

The two sisters argued, and Lu Zhi squeezed Lu Su's soft face with both hands.

However, Ying Ziye appeared behind the two of them at some point, hugged them and said with a smile: "What, Child, you bullied Su Su again!"

"Young Master!"

When Lu Zhi and Lu Su saw Ying Ziye, she was hugged in her arms and couldn't help but exclaim.

Lu Zhi, named by Ying Ziye, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I didn't bully my little sister!"

"snort!"

Lu Su had a solemn face, hugged Ying Ziye, snuggled in his arms, as if he had found a backer, and complained: "Young master, it's just my sister who bullies me, please teach me a lesson!"

"You little sister, you've learned bad things."

Lu Zhi narrowed her eyes and stared at Lu Su.

Ying Ziye looked at this scene and couldn't help but be amused and scratched her armpits.

"Hahahaha, young master, why are you doing? Don't, don't..."

Lu Zhi was shaking wildly, and she couldn't help laughing out loud, struggling with her slender hands to push towards Ying Ziye.

"Don't bully Su Su in the future!"

Ying Ziye pretended to be honest and said, "Otherwise, Su Su, you will scratch her."

Lu Su looked sad and couldn't see her sister being bullied, and responded: "Okay!"

"Young Master!"

Lu Zhi recovered, glanced at Ying Ziye, and asked, "Do you think Susu is a little cuter today?"

Lu Su's pretty face turned red and she glared at her.

"Indeed, it's even cuter and more bullying!"

Ying Ziye looked at it carefully, grabbed Lu Su's bow-shaped hairstyle, and then pinched his soft little face, which immediately made the girl's little face bulge.

"Young Master..."

Lu Su Rou's soft cheeks were pinched, her little mouth pouted but she didn't resist. She just stared at him with clear eyes and asked, "Don't your conscience hurt?"

Ying Ziye smiled and said in a deep voice: "No!"

Let's talk.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl.

"Young Master, this is..."

A cold voice sounded.

Shao Siming's purple-patterned star-moon silver skirt floated, and his eyes looked at the scene and said, "Young Master, continue!"

"Ahem!"

Ying Ziye let go of Lu Su's face and raised his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"Shao Siming, what's wrong with you?"

Ying Ziye changed the subject and asked.

"Lord Donghuang has made progress on the Illusion Treasure Box and the Secret of the Seven Constellations of the Canglong!"

Shao Siming's voice was cold and said, "Jing Tianming is one of the seven constellations of Canglong. You only need to find the other six constellations to completely unravel the secrets of Canglong's seven constellations."

"I see!"

Ying Ziye nodded slightly when he heard this.

He took Lu Zhi, Lu Su and Shao Siming out of the room.

You can see that there are big red lanterns hanging in front of the doors of the houses and corridors in the entire mansion, with red satin streamers tied to them.

Countless potted flowers and plants are placed on the roadside, emitting fragrance.

Jian Jiu, Hou Qing, Ying Gou and others were smiling and welcomed the ministers and officials who came to visit the gifts in the mansion.

"Prime Minister, I'll give the Eighth Prince a pair of mandarin duck jade pendants, a piece of Qilin jade paperweight, and ten black beads in the East China Sea!"

Several servants counted the gifts and recorded the accountant.

"Mr. Censor, I gave the Eighth Prince ten directions of fog pine medicine ink, ten boxes of silver spirit lotus root ink, and ten pieces of gold and jade silk to the Eighth Prince!"

"Master Wei Wei, I have given the Eighth Prince two purple phoenix green phoenix jade bone swords and five blood spirit soul-raising jade..."

Li Si and others held high positions in court officials, and the things they gave were not money.

It is just some elegant and precious things, or treasures of heaven and earth.

However, as the Grand Marshal, Mo Mengtian and Wang Jian are still in Nanyue.

The mountains are high and the rivers are far away. I don’t know that Ying Ziye is about to get married and has not come to give gifts.
Chapter completed!