"It's a good suggestion." Yan Yan nodded in agreement.
Shen Beizhu and Shen Nanhua both looked at her in surprise.
"But I didn't say I was going." Yan Yan spread his hands, "Besides, she thought I was the one who killed Jia Min. If she summons the princess's spirit again, I think she can kill her righteously."
Yan Yan looked at Shen Nan's paintings and hid behind Shen Beizhu pretending to be scared.
"You!" Shen Nanhua stared at Yan Yan and gritted his teeth.
"Who is the national master of Wuyou?" Yan Yan asked.
She couldn't sense the existence of a soul in that national master.
"It is said that he came with the Holy Son of Manjiang."
"If you let a foreigner serve as a national advisor, are your lords short-sighted?"
Shen Beizhu quickly covered Yan Yan's mouth and looked back at the guards. When he saw the guards staring at them, he felt a little scared.
"Are you also short-sighted? There are palace guards behind you."
Yan Yan's eyes fell lightly on Shen Beizhu's mouth covering hers.
He quickly took his hand back.
If it were a moment later, he would no longer want his hand.
"Who is Miss Shen talking to?"
Imperial Master Wuyou walked in front of several people. She insisted on coming over, but the guards could not stop her.
"Are all the people standing here dead? You can't even see them?" Shen Nanhua said impatiently.
"How did she see it? Isn't she blind?" Yan Yan laughed.
Her smile was not at Imperial Master Wu You, but at Shen Nanhua who asked a blind man how he could not see.
Shen Nanhua also realized it and continued to grit his teeth and glare at Yan Yan.
Wu You turned her head several times in search of Yan Yu's voice, and finally landed on Shen Nanhua.
She heard the sound, but Shen Nanhua was the only one who could sense it.
"The ceremony is about to begin. It's better for the Shen family girls to leave here early." After saying that, Wu You turned around and walked to Princess Jiamin's bedroom.
The guards no longer allowed Shen Nanhua to mess around in the princess mansion. If the delay continued, they would put Shen Nanhua in jail first.
Shen Beizhu took a few people and left the princess mansion.
"It happens to be the Peach Blossom Festival. It seems that we won't be able to pass this year's Peach Blossom Festival." Shen Beizhu said disappointedly, "It's a pity that you brought back the dress from Brocade Zhifang."
Yan Yan always wears black clothes, who wouldn't want to see her wearing dresses of other colors?
Ever since he saw the dress that Yan Yan brought back, he had been imagining how Yan Yan would look in it.
"Aren't all the clothes the same color? Don't I look good in this outfit? This craftsmanship is better than that of Jinzhifang." Yan Yan turned around and let Shen Beizhu take a good look at her dress.
"It looks good, but girls always wear such dull colors. No matter what, I will get tired of it." Shen Beizhu leaned close to Yan Yan and whispered, "It's not like the Holy Son of Manjiang would like a woman who only wears black."
Yan Yan: "..." Okay, why are you bringing up that unlucky thing?
"Xiao Bai, hmm? Do you want to see my sister change my clothes?"
Xiao Bai Zhu didn't speak, her sense of presence was still low, and she was being pulled by Yan Yan. If she didn't talk to Xiao Bai Zhu, everyone would forget that there was a child beside them.
"up to you."
This answer again.
She said she wanted to get married to Bai Shu, and Xiao Bai Zhu replied that she was going to Jinzhi Workshop to make wedding clothes, and he also responded in the same way.
It still is today.
Yan Yan felt angry in his heart for some reason.
"Come on, I'll put it on now."
A pink chest-length undershirt with clusters of peach blossoms embroidered on the hem. The goose-yellow gauze shawl suppresses the beauty of the dress.
Yan Yan's hair was still the same as before, with a golden hairpin, and there was no pattern at all.
As soon as she changed her clothes, Qingwang came with an ebony box containing various gold, silver, and jade jewelry.
One of the silver steps inlaid with emeralds complements Yan Yan's outfit the best.
Shen Beizhu personally took off the jewelry from Yan Yu's head and put it on the hairpin sent by Qingwang.
After dressing up, Yan Yan stood in front of several people and spun around a few times. The hem of his skirt looked like a blooming flower.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
Xiao Bai Zhu still looked indifferent, but even Shen Beizhu had an indescribable expression that made her very curious.
"Doesn't look good?"
The looks on their faces didn't look like they were amazed by her beauty.
[Author's digression]: Regarding the recent lack of word count, I have something to say - On a whim, I assembled the keyboard because I didn't like it. As a result, one-third of the keys on the originally good keyboard failed... I'm stubborn and too lazy to do it again. Sorry. So, I have been losing my temper at the keyboard these days.
I have replaced it with a new one, I hope it will keep me updated~