"...This is not what I suggested...This is His Highness's own idea..."
"Me? Of course I agree. Who knows if the Queen Mother asked her to break His Highness's neck on their wedding night."
The argument outside the door ended with a bang on the door.
As the door opened and closed, a ray of light came in.
Doctor Li stood indoors, but stopped again.
"Imperial physician?" The maid stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Are you going to give an acupuncture or check your pulse? Your Highness just fell asleep."
"He's asleep." Dr. Li whispered and glanced at the curtain, "Well, it's okay. Let's wait until His Highness wakes up."
The maid responded yes.
Doctor Li glanced at the bed again, turned around and walked out slowly.
In the couch, Prince Jin'an slowly raised his hand and turned a piece of wood.
"Empress, Your Highness is reluctant to part with you."
In the Queen Mother's Palace, a chamberlain said with a sigh.
"Your Highness's health is not good, and he is afraid that he might have wronged Mrs. Cheng."
The Queen Mother sighed.
"She was wronged? Who the hell is she?" She said angrily, "How many people are trying to get married to the royal family and they are fighting for it. She is wronged, and I am not willing to do it."
The chamberlain was immediately startled, saying that he had gone too far!
"Your Majesty, you can't let her go," he said hurriedly, "We can't let His Highness go alone... Besides, His Highness is so affectionate towards her."
That's right, this ungrateful person must be buried with Prince Jin'an.
When the King of Jin'an County died of illness, this woman would naturally follow him.
"It fulfills her good reputation for being strong and fierce." The Queen Mother snorted coldly.
Thinking of her reputation of being joked about in private after the death of King Huaihui, the Queen Mother felt even more resentful.
"Empress, you can't think so. Her reputation is not for the sake of our royal family, your reputation, the Queen Mother." The chamberlain said with a smile, while bringing tea over, "Then, this slave will go and deliver the order?"
The Queen Mother took the tea and hummed.
The Jin'an County Prince's Mansion was very busy. Several servants watched people stepping on ladders to replace the door plaque.
The word "Prince Qing's Mansion" was removed and replaced with the word "Jin'an".
"... Don't worry, sir, this place is all newly renovated. It will be easy to arrange the wedding arrangements..." Several officials from the inner government and the government office said in succession.
The palace chamberlain hummed.
"What I'm talking about is to get you ready as soon as possible, not to save you trouble." He raised his eyebrows and pointed at these officials, "Can you afford to lose the Queen Mother's face?"
Everyone hurriedly responded as a reassurance.
A chamberlain on the other side looked at Prince Jin'an on the couch with a smile and handed over the imperial edict in his hand.
The waiter on the side knelt down and caught it with both hands.
"Your Highness, you heard me. The Queen Mother has said that you are not allowed to mess around anymore." He said with a smile, and sighed, "After all, this is what your Majesty has decided long ago. His Majesty must be happy about your wedding, Your Majesty.
Maybe it will be better once you are happy."
The prince of Jin'an County kowtowed by touching his head on the pillow on his couch.
"Yes." he said.
The waiter smiled again and warned others.
"The Queen Mother has said that His Highness is ill after all, so you should make every effort to prepare, but keep everything simple and must not disturb His Highness's recovery."
Everyone in the room kowtowed and responded.
Prince Jin'an was lying on the couch and slowly closed his eyes, seemingly falling into a slumber.
In the courtyard of the Cheng family, Fan Jianglin led his family members to kowtow after receiving the order.
"We're in a hurry, so there's no need to be too prepared," the chamberlain said.
"Then you have to prepare what you need to prepare. After all, it is a major event of getting married." Fan Jianglin said, "Besides, the elders in the family haven't come yet."
The waiter immediately let out an ouch.
"Jiangzhou is so far away, and it's only been a month." He raised his eyebrows and said, "Who's to blame? His Majesty has already announced the marriage, don't you know how to prepare? My parents left in a hurry.
, even my uncle is gone, and I don’t know what he is doing. It’s so anxious that it’s strange.”
Fan Jianglin's heart skipped a beat when he said this.
"The old lady at home is in poor health," he said hurriedly.
"So." The chamberlain raised his eyebrows and said sharply, "Why don't you hurry up? Why don't you wait for three years of mourning?"
Fan Jianglin lowered his head and answered yes.
The waiter then left muttering, and the courtyard became quiet again.
Fan Jianglin turned around and looked at the people in the yard, and then at the boxes of betrothal gifts placed in the yard.
As expected, everything was done as quickly as possible. While conveying the decree, the betrothal gift was given and the decision was made, and then they could get married.
Getting married is the second most important thing in life. Looking at the silent people in the yard, looking at the strange expressions on each person's face, compared with the bright red boxes and shelves over there, it looks even more weird.
"Then, hurry up and get ready." Fan Jianglin said, his voice a little astringent.
This sentence broke the stagnation in the courtyard. For a while, people were walking around. The maid brought the steward's record of the betrothal gift, and Fan Jianglin arranged for someone to deliver a letter to Jiangzhou and Shaanxi.
"...We will also send it to the northwest," Fan Jianglin said.
The lights in the room have been lit, and the stewards sitting around are writing and nodding after hearing the words.
"Already written," he said.
Fan Jianglin pressed his forehead behind him.
"It's faster to take the Ministry of War route," he said.
"That's natural. I am the king of the county. There is no need to send a special message. Officials in Jiangzhou and Shaanxi will rush to tell you." The steward smiled.
However, these words did not arouse any joy in the room. The manager smiled sarcastically, lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.
I finished writing the letter quietly and read it to Fan Jianglin.
Fan Jianglin didn't bother to think about his words, he just had to make the meaning clear.
The steward took the letter and went out to arrange for delivery.
Mr. Huang walked in from outside.
"I can't prepare everything at all." She said, sitting down and sighing, "The farm shop is easy to say, but the gold and silver jewelry can't be made first."
Fan Jianglin looked at the dancing candlelight as if in a daze.
"I mentioned the fourth brother before, he must have been ready early." He said suddenly.
"I can't send it over even if it's ready," said Huang.
Dowry is the dowry on the day of marriage. After that day, no matter how much it is, it does not count as dowry.
"If not, then there won't be. No one will see this anyway." Fan Jianglin said dullly.
Mrs. Huang also looked at the candlelight.
"I'm finally getting married," she said, "but, it's nothing like what I imagined."
When the maid entered the house, it was already midnight and the house was brightly lit.
"Banqin, haven't you eaten yet?" she asked, looking at the untouched food plate on the side, and at Banqin who was sewing thread without even raising his head.
"I can't care anymore, let's talk about it later," Banqin said.
The maid knelt and sat down.
"You always have time to eat," she said.
"What's the point if you don't eat a meal?" Banqin said, still not raising his head.
The maid looked at her, then at the red wedding dress spread out, and reached out to touch it.
"There are also ready-made ones in shops outside," she said.
"No!" Banqin stopped his hand and raised his head, his red eyes widened, "No!"
The maid looked at her, a little surprised at her sudden annoyance.
"It won't work anyway." Banqin said, with tears streaming down her eyes. She lowered her head and continued to stitch. "It won't work anyway. There is nothing else. There is nothing. A lady can't even wear her own wedding dress.
Made…”
When these words came out, the maid stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.
"This is not what I want for a wife's marriage." Banqin cried, wiping her tears with her sleeves while continuing to stitch, "It's not like this."
The years when you are about to get married, your beloved, and the beauty of your life.
It's not like that, it's not like that.
They were not the only ones who were awake at this time.
Mrs. Chen put on her clothes again and sat up.
"What's wrong?" Chen Shao asked.
"I still feel bad," Mrs. Chen said, "I've thought about it."
"What have you thought about?" Chen Shao asked with some confusion.
"The dowry originally prepared for Dan Niang will be sent to the Cheng family tomorrow." Mrs. Chen said, "I can't bear to see a good daughter getting married in such a hasty and shabby way."
"How can she be so shabby?" Chen Shao smiled, "She is much richer than you and me."
"But besides money, she has nothing else." Mrs. Chen said, "And this money is nothing."
So that lady never regards money as money.
Chen Shao was silent for a moment.
"Don't think too much about it. Whether your life was good or not after getting married, you don't care about the pomp and circumstance of your wedding." He said.
"Those are two different things." Mrs. Chen said, "You men don't understand at all."
Chen Shao smiled and nodded to admit his mistake.
"Yes, yes, I don't understand. Madam can just arrange it as she likes," he said.
Mrs. Chen let out a breath.
"We must let her marry in a glorious manner," she said, and simply got up and settled down.
"Hey, how do you want to be so beautiful in the middle of the night?" Chen Shao was a little dumbfounded.
Mrs. Chen ignored him and called her mother-in-law who was on duty outside.
"Call everyone here." She said, "We will treat our daughter as a married woman."
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Tomorrow’s update will be in the afternoon. (To be continued)
