The funeral of Concubine Geng Jia made the entire Forbidden City cloudy for half a month. At the end of June, the Interior Affairs Office began to prepare for Prince Bao’s marriage. Fu Cha’s aunt was ordered by Concubine Xi to go to the palace to tailor her clothes, prepare for the wedding dress, and Yutang accompanied her.
The clothing room in the Office of the Internal Affairs was filled with red brocades woven from various places, spread out layer by palace maids, and the room was filled with joy. Fu Cha Ronger's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and she stepped forward to touch the uppermost Alizarin red.
"The color of this cloth is as red as the first azalea in spring. Yutang, how are you looking?" Yutang draped the red silk on Rong'er's shoulders, and his fingers slid down the texture of the silk.
"My sister's skin is as snow as she is, and it looks very beautiful with such a bright color. If she can pipe with gold thread and butterfly buckles, she will definitely be the most beautiful bride."
Rong'er held her hand, "Yutang, it's good that you are. You don't know how nervous I was after the marriage. Hongli and I were born in the same year. Since I was sensible, I have never had anyone else in my heart. I didn't expect that in my second place
At the age of ten, I can finally become his wife, just like dreaming." Yutang helped her sit down, picked up the beautiful flowers of the dragon and phoenix on the shop and unfolded in front of her, "Sister Rong, you
It’s like this embroidery and is born to be a pair of people. You will definitely be very happy.”
"Well, Yutang, you will help me embroider the needle on the wedding dress. In the future, I will also help you embroider when you get married. Do you think you are okay?" Rong'er said with a happy face. Xiaohu looked up and looked at her own home.
The master had to knock his teeth down and swallow it, "Okay... Of course it's good, as long as my sister doesn't dislike my stitches." Rong'er: "You are always so humble. I've seen your stitches before, so
I'll make it so I'll tell them to take it to you after they're ready for wedding dress. There are also jewelry to be made, so let's go and choose it together!"
When I returned to Chengqian Palace, it was already afternoon. As soon as Xiaohu came back, he went to the kitchen to prepare pastries and tea for Yutang. When he was brought into the house, he saw Yutang rummaging around the cabinet and looking for something, and the embroidery rack was messy.
A bun. "My master, what are you doing? I didn't eat anything when I went out in the morning. I should eat as much as I could." Yutang continued to look for it, "You can eat it yourself, I'm not hungry, I described it last time
I had a peony embroidery pattern of Mrs. Cao Guo. On the way back, I thought it would be good to use it on Sister Rong's wedding dress. Why can't I find it now?" Xiao Hu couldn't see it and helped her up, "Master
, Why are you so much? If you feel uncomfortable, you will cry, or say it to me. If you keep it in your heart like this, you will get sick.”
"Sister Rong's marriage is a happy event. I was crying in the palace, wouldn't it be a bad thing? Okay, I'm fine now. Please help me find embroidery samples, huh?" Yutang didn't know whether it was comforting herself or
Comfort her, "I had known that the master would be so unhappy after returning to the palace, so it would be better to stay in Shengjing. At least... at least Tong Bolbert would bravely propose marriage to the princess!" Yutang covered Xiao
Hu's mouth, "No one is allowed to mention this matter in the future. If you have personal luck, no one can force it. When you have someone you love in the future, you will understand."
"A beloved?" Xiao Hu accidentally remembered the lonely prince who wrote poems and writing.