The carriage clattered for another hour before returning to the palace, and stopped at the side door according to Mingruo's instructions.
Although Mingruo kept her eyes closed, she did not fall asleep. As soon as the carriage stopped, she sat up and saw the side door of the palace through the window screen.
"Get out of the car." Mingruo stood up, roughly picked up the long tail of the princess's court dress, and jumped out of the carriage neatly before the driver could put down the pedals.
"Ah..." Grandma Dong was completely frightened.
Zi Su often saw the princess jumping directly from the carriage, but the prince's carriage was much higher than the carriage the princess usually used: "Princess, please be careful of falling."
Mingruo didn't make a mistake in judging the height of the carriage, but the outfit was too awkward and had some influence.
Zisu and Aunt Dong quickly stepped forward and helped the princess pick up the long tail. Mingruo entered the palace and walked straight to the Bamboo Garden.
The princess asked the carriage to stop at the side door, and Zisu guessed that the princess was going back to the Bamboo Garden because the side door was closer to the Bamboo Garden.
However, Aunt Dong didn't know that. As she walked, she asked: "Princess, where are we going?"
"Go back to sleep." Mingruo answered straightforwardly.
"We should go over there." After turning around a water pavilion, Aunt Dong also understood that the princess was afraid that she had been wronged by the concubine and wanted to move back to Zhuyuan instead of Meiyuan.
Aunt Dong sighed. Although she felt that the prince was indeed a little unjust, the princess was right to be angry. The princess was a princess of a country, and marrying into the prince's palace was not considered a high achievement. Even if the princess made any mistakes, she should be taught privately. Mrs.
When the concubine met, she was embarrassed by the princess in front of many ladies and ladies, and she couldn't justify it.
There is a bamboo forest in front of the Bamboo Garden. As soon as you get closer, it is much cooler than elsewhere, so Mingruo goes directly to the bedroom.
Ji Xue hurriedly came up to open the curtain: "Princess, are you going out or have you just come back? You are wearing so many clothes..."
"I just came back. I want to take a shower. You go and get ready." Mingruo sat down in front of the dressing table. Her makeup was still in Meiyuan and there was some space on the dressing table. "First take off these hair accessories for me. They are weighing me down."
My neck is about to break."
"Yes." Jixue went to tell her mother-in-law to prepare the bathtub. Aunt Dong and Zi Su took off the hairpin ring for Mingruo and took off the layers of palace clothes, leaving only the middle coat.
Ji Xue brought over a bowl of lily and mung bean soup: "You have a bowl of sweet soup first to dissipate the heat."
Mingruo unloaded more than 20 kilograms of equipment and drank a bowl of ice-cold sweet soup. Finally, she felt like she was alive. After taking a shower, she immediately felt better.
After Mingruo finished bathing, she saw that Aunt Dong was still waiting at the side: "Auntie, go back and rest, and call Lithospermum back by the way. I want to eat the dumplings she made."
“What are dumplings?”
"Oh...it's just Bianshi." Mingruo was so sleepy that she felt like her brain was not working properly.
"The princess wants to eat some flat food. The three delicacies stuffing made by the old slave is very delicious." Aunt Dong said with a smile, "The old slave and Miss Lithospermum will make it together, and the princess will have a taste."
"Okay, remember to ask Zicao to bring my dowry and book back together." Mingruo settled on the bed and fell asleep in a second.
"..." Aunt Dong felt that the task of moving the dowry was too arduous and she might not be able to complete it.
Returning to Meiyuan, she first told the prince exactly what happened in Changchun Palace, and then took out the handkerchief soaked in soup from her sleeve pocket, "The princess noticed that the soup given by the concubine was not quite right, old slave."
Take some back and show them to the prince for inspection."
"Well, mama, please go down." Si Haochen's face was solemn.
"The princess also asked Zicao to pack up the dowry and send it back to Zhuyuan." Aunt Dong's voice was very low.
"Huh?" Si Haochen's face turned a little ugly.
"The princess rested in the Bamboo Garden as soon as she returned home, and asked Zicao to go back and wait on her. She said she wanted to eat the flat food she made." Seeing the expression on the prince's face, Grandma Dong's voice became softer.
"The dowry... I am used to seeing it in the bedroom." Si Haochen said this.
Aunt Dong was also speechless. How do you ask me to answer this question: "Then Princess..."
"Just go to the warehouse and pick a good one to send to the princess." Si Haochen waved his hand.
"The princess has suffered a great injustice today. I thought that I should put a few pieces of jewelry in the dowry... to let the princess know that the prince also feels sorry for the princess..." Aunt Dong was also worried about her masters.
"Choose some exquisite and delicate ones to send to you. The princess doesn't like Shen's." Si Haochen thought for a moment, "I don't want jade bracelets either."
"Old slave, I have taken note of it." Aunt Dong happily left the study and asked Zicao to go to the warehouse to pick out the dowry and jewelry for the princess.
Zicao served the princess for a while, and chose the jewelry styles and colors that the princess usually liked. Aunt Dong chose the largest and most gorgeous one among the various cosmetics.
"Aunt Dong, do you think these I have chosen are enough?" Zicao placed several small brocade boxes in front of Aunt Dong.
"It's not enough. It's the first time that the prince has given the princess jewelry, so she has to fill it up." Aunt Dong opened the drawer of the jewelry box and put the jewelry in. What Zicao chose was not enough to fill the bottom of the box.
"Oh, then I'll pick some more."
The two of them returned to Zhuyuan carrying the heavy dowry. Mingruo hadn't woken up yet. Shicao and Aunt Dong plunged into the kitchen again and started mixing noodles and fillings to make dumplings.
"Mammy, you should go back as soon as you prepare the three fresh stuffings. Otherwise, you shouldn't delay the prince's meal." Zicao spent most of the time in Meiyuan with Aunt Dong, knowing that the prince's diet and daily life were all taken care of by her.
Handled with one hand.
"Let's make it quickly. I'll bring some flat food back to cook for the prince for dinner." Aunt Dong chopped vegetables quickly and saw Lithospermum using different vegetable juices to mix several doughs of different colors, "
These doughs are…”
"This is what the princess gave me. Different colors of dough are filled with different fillings, so that when they are cooked, you can tell which dumplings have which fillings." Zicao said with a smile.
"The princess's thoughts are so clever." Aunt Dong couldn't help but admire.
"Well, these colorful dumplings are both beautiful and delicious. The young prince likes them very much. The princess always asks to make more and send them to Lanyuan."
"Princess, you are so kind." Which princess can accommodate the eldest son of a concubine who can be granted the title of Crown Prince? Not only can her princess accommodate the prince, she also takes good care of the Crown Prince.
Mingruo woke up and the sky was already dark, so he randomly picked a light yellow cross-neck shirt and put it on. Suddenly he remembered a lyric - light yellow long skirt, fluffy hair. Mingruo sat in front of the dressing table.
In the center was a large gold-threaded nanmu dowry, with the four corners covered with gold and a peony flower inlaid with precious stones in the center.
This is obviously not her rosewood dowry.
"Princess, the prince just sent this. There are a lot of new jewelry in it." Zi Su opened the mirror box and found a mercury mirror inside. "Mother Dong said that this silver mirror came from a foreign country. The palace concubine
