In the boudoir, the laughter of sisters in the room was like three or four pots of water boiling at the same time, it was extremely lively.

In addition to the eldest sister, the second sister, Meng Wanfeng and several first cousins ​​from the Song family over there, those who came to add makeup were also from the Wei Guogong Mansion, the old Wu Ge manor who was friends with his father, and the mistress of the Liang family who stayed in the capital.

Several girls came to the room to add makeup to Song Qingyue.

Perhaps it is so simple and easy for people to interact with each other. People who did not know each other before will know each other from now on because of this added friendship.

The gift given to her by her eldest sister, Song Yaxin, was a golden pomegranate studded with good-colored rubies, which was similar to the jade Guanyin that Song Qingyue gave her last year.

The second sister Song Yuxi gave a set of hibiscus stone noodles that looked extremely expensive. She handed it to Song Qingyue with a smile and whispered: "I picked this thing for more than half a year. Although it is far less than what my sister gave me last year, it is still my sister's.

my heart.”

Song Qingyue accepted it with a smile.

A cousin surnamed Liang who was still wearing her hair in a bun was still young. Seeing how expensive the makeup the two cousins ​​in front of her put on her, she pouted and shouted: "The two sisters have added priceless treasures to me, so why call me this?"

There are some things I can’t get my hands on!”

The little girl was so innocent and charming that she made everyone in the room laugh.

Song Yaxin immediately pulled the little girl over and comforted her: "Little cousin, it's all my heart. There's no distinction between high and low."

"Really?" Liang's little cousin blinked her dark eyes.

Song Qingyue quickly smiled and nodded in agreement: "Sister, you are right, there is no distinction between high and low."

The little cousin of the Liang family was a little embarrassed and took out a pair of bracelets she had prepared for her. She blushed and said shyly: "I wish my third cousin Song and her cousin-in-law a happy marriage in the future, everything goes smoothly, and good things come in pairs!"

Song Qingyue took the gift with a smile, touched her little cousin's head, and thanked her sincerely: "Thank you little cousin. When you get married in the future, my sister will also add makeup to you."

The little girl's eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons as she smiled shyly and hid behind Song Yaxin. She was still familiar with this older cousin.

Later, Meng Wanfeng presented a not too expensive pearl hairpin, which was packed in a heavy ebony box, and Song Qingyue also thanked her sincerely.

Everyone presented their makeup gifts one by one, and the atmosphere in the room was very warm.

After experiencing several lessons, the 12-year-old Song Qianqian finally looks like a big girl now.

Looking at the jewels and jewels in this room, she was still envious and jealous in her heart, but at least she didn't say anything inappropriate. After giving her a gift for adding makeup, she hugged her four-year-old little Baojuan and sat quietly while peeling longans and eating them.

When the girls had enough trouble and Aunt Bai urged them to leave, Meng Wanfeng stepped forward and took Song Qingyue's hand, saying to Aunt Bai: "Auntie, please allow me to have a few words with Sister Qingyue alone.

Son."

When Song Qingyue heard her call her Sister Qingyue, she moved her butt uncomfortably. In fact, she was only eighteen days older than Meng Wanfeng. Aunt Bai smiled and nodded in agreement, and exited the room, leaving the two little girls behind.

Speak alone.

At this time, Meng Wanfeng opened the ebony box that had been used to store the pearl hairpins, and then lifted the bottom panel, revealing five small white glazed porcelain bottles neatly arranged underneath. They looked like medicine bottles at first glance.

Song Qingyue could vaguely guess what it was.

Sure enough, Meng Wanfeng lowered his voice and said: "This is a contraceptive pill, five pills at a time. It is not harmful to the body. But it is also a cold thing. You can take it up to three times a month. Taking too much will still have effects.

.”

"Thank you."

Song Qingyue smiled and shook her head: "You and I really have a tacit understanding." She knew that as a miraculous doctor, the heroine could always do some unthinkable things in medicine.

Then Meng Wanfeng took out another piece of paper from the box, which was filled with small and large characters like a cheat sheet, and said: "Burn this after you memorize it yourself." He then whispered a few words into Song Qingyue's ear.

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Song Qingyue's eyes widened and she looked at Meng Wanfeng in disbelief. She smiled at the corner of her mouth, winked at Song Qingyue, patted Song Qingyue's shoulder twice, and said in a brisk tone: "I'm leaving! I'm getting married in July.

Remember to come and add makeup to me!"

After she finished speaking, she walked out and nodded to Aunt Bai with a smile to thank her.

Song Qingyue looked down and read the dozen or so medicines on the small note with some speechlessness. They were actually prescriptions that could make men never get hard.

She sighed and wanted to throw it away, but her hand paused in the air and stuffed the note back into the small box.

Just keep it.

What if?

If one day I become extremely hateful, it would be a relief if I cripple that person, right?

At the gate of Song Mansion, Ningyuan, Huang Huaide led the dowry rushers. Song Quan, the chief steward of the Song family, led all the ladies in the manor, carrying 180 dowry boxes full of dowries, and set out from the main gate of Song Mansion towards Prince Su's Mansion.

Go.

Most of the betrothal gifts given by the royal family were included in the dowry, so the contents of the 180 dowry can be worth 240 taels from other families. It is true that Song Qingyue is timid and is afraid that the hatred value will be too high. This does not include

She has earned millions of taels of silver. Even if a princess gets married, she probably won't be so heroic.

It's really Shili Hongzhuang, which is much better than Miss He Liu and Miss Yan Er who got married earlier this month.

Of course, this is Song Ge Lao's noodles, and it is also the noodles of Prince Su's palace.

Li Zhao combed his hair, wore a white jade hat with a gold top, a bright red Yunjin wedding dress, a jade belt around his waist, and black gold-embroidered soap boots.

He stood in front of a huge full-length mirror and stared at himself in the mirror for a long time. Father-in-law Xiao Lin led several small yellow doors and looked at Li Zhao's face without a trace of smile, waiting on him with fear.

Outside the door, Mr. Shi, the chief minister of the palace, gently knocked on the door and reminded him that the time had come and His Highness the Crown Prince could go out.

Li Zhao was still staring at himself in the mirror, motionless, but the corners of his eyes were red with a hint of drunkenness.

Except for a few close secret guards, only Eunuch Xiaolin knew what happened last night. Several other Xiaohuangmen had question marks on their foreheads. However, they knew that His Highness the Crown Prince was not in a good mood today. They each had their own guesses, and they all held their breath and concentrated.

He stayed on the edge, fearing that he would offend His Royal Highness with every breath he took.

Eunuch Xiaolin said cautiously: "Your Highness, you are so handsome today. You are like a fairy. No matter which girl sees you, you will be tempted!"

Li Zhao sneered and asked, "Will she be tempted after seeing it?"

Eunuch Xiao Lin was asked so much that sweat started to fall down his back. He answered bravely: "Of course, after today, Miss Song will be yours."

Li Zhao picked up the wine glass at hand, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking, he slammed the wine glass back on the table, raised his chin, and said, "That's right. After tonight, you will be mine after all."

He snorted and thought to himself that if she really ran away, he would not chase her. If she was determined to leave, he, Li Zhao, would not force an unwilling and weak woman to marry him.

.

But she turned back.

She turned around on her own.

He didn't force her.

Since she turned around last night, she will never regret it in this life.

Li Zhao believed that he had a clear conscience towards Song Qingyue.

"Let's go and marry that little girl back!"

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