Chapter six hundred and twenty second ready to marry
Xu Qinghuan felt how time flies and celebrated the New Year happily. Everyone in the Anyihou Mansion began to be busy with her marriage.
"Qing Huan, look at this brocade. Is it beautiful?"
Xu Qinghuan was dozing off and dreamed that she was secretly asking the embroiderer to help her with needlework. When she heard the sound, she was startled and knocked over the tea bowl on the low table.
Upon seeing this, Yin Gui immediately stepped forward to clean up the situation.
The aunt in the Xu clan looked helpless. Qing Huan investigated the case of King Jian's rebellion. Everyone knew that Qing Huan was smart. She came to the Anyi Marquis Mansion to help arrange the marriage. She was afraid that she was not careful enough and might have missed something.
Didn't he want to lose face in front of the younger generation, but he didn't expect that there was a big gap between reality and imagination. Qing Huan didn't think about the things in the room at all. When it came to needlework and embroidery, Qing Huan looked listless. Just now, he was still...
Fell asleep.
Could it be that hearing is false and seeing is true?
Fortunately, Qing Huan had already saved two large boxes of needlework before this, otherwise the Song family would really be laughing at it.
"Don't be busy with sewing these days. It's better to have a good rest," said the Xu family's aunt. "After marrying into your husband's family, there are still many things for you to deal with. Such a spirit will take a toll."
"What the madam is saying is," Yin Gui said hurriedly, "the eldest lady is very tired. Her eyes were red from doing needlework a few days ago."
Yin Gui felt blushing when she began to speak these words, but now she has become very fluent. She tells lies so many times that they seem to become true.
Xu Qinghuan half-closed her eyes, her face showing exhaustion. She glanced at the brocade brought by her aunt. Her aunt really looked up to her. She used these brocades to make needlework for her. She couldn't finish it in her lifetime, and she couldn't think of any way to cope with it.
, it was too late for her to cry.
Hearing this, Aunt Xu could only nod: "Forget it then. I'll ask the female relatives in the clan to help make some small items like purses. They can be used as gifts when I go to my husband's house in the future. Otherwise, on the wedding day
What should we do with the women who go to the banquet?"
Xu Qinghuan nodded. Even if she was not afraid, there were still many young ladies in the clan who had not discussed marriage, so they could only ask the female relatives of the clan to help.
Having said that, I don’t know if the middle coat and outer robe she made for Song Chengxuan are suitable for wear.
Thinking of this, Xu Qinghuan looked at Yin Gui and Feng Chu. These two girls were really bad. She had made her clothes ready for them to see. The two of them were trying to avoid it, as if someone would bite them if they saw it.
The clan aunt finally left the house, and Xu Qinghuan wanted to get up and go out to relax.
"Miss," Yingui reminded, "there are many female members of the clan in the house. You are likely to meet a few more when you go to the garden. I'm afraid you will have more work on your hands." Before getting married, you must be in the house.
Preparing a dowry and wandering around like a young lady will make people feel too leisurely.
Xu Qinghuan sighed, it seemed that he could only hide in his room and read books these days.
Thinking about it, she raised her eyes and looked at the furnishings in the room. Less than half of them were carried to the Song family. In fact, according to custom, all the items used in her boudoir should be taken there. Old Mrs. Song said: "It's done.
We will be leaving Beijing after the wedding, so why not leave all these things in Huan'er's room so that the young couple won't have to go anywhere when they return to Beijing. Wouldn't it be more convenient to live in the Anyi Marquis Mansion?"
Naturally, my grandmother was willing to do this, and my mother was even more eager for her to live in her natal family. Since the elders of the Song family had said so, they naturally happily agreed.
"It's good to keep all my things," Xu Qinghuan said. "If he treats me badly, I will move back here." In the previous life, I had been wronged in the Li family and had no place to hide, even if it was because of Miss Yu San's incident.
, came out of Li's house that night, and the carriage was halfway there, but she didn't know where to go to complain.
This life is different, there are people supporting her.
Yin Gui just got some free time and took a sip of water. When the eldest lady said this, the water in her mouth suddenly emptied, causing her to cough.
Haven't the eldest lady noticed it yet? Mr. Song wants to keep the eldest lady by his side all the time, and wants to return to his parents' home, but I'm afraid... it won't be easy.
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Song Chengxuan was trying on clothes in the room.
The middle coat he made before was too small, but now this one seems to be extra wide. The top is like a robe, covering his body to hide his heroic figure.
Song Chengxuan stood there without changing his expression, looking at his own shadow in the bronze mirror.
"Young Master," Yong Ye came in and said, "Does Miss Xu think that the Young Master is not tall enough? No matter how many times I change my clothes, it still looks like...it doesn't look like it was made for the Young Master."
Song Chengxuan narrowed his eyes, and Yong Ye immediately closed his mouth.
"Get up at three o'clock every day and go out with me to practice riding and shooting."
Yongye's face immediately turned livid: "Sir, I looked at it carefully again, and I think it looks good for you like this, and the clothes fit you very well."
As he was talking, he heard Zhang Zhenren's voice coming from outside.
"Sir, we are back."
Yongye's eyes lit up and he walked out of the house like a gust of wind.
Zhang Zhenren's face was full of joy. They hurriedly and slowly returned to the capital before the young master and Miss Xu got married. The war in Fengyang had subsided. Although there were still a small number of rebels, the local guards slowly
The number of troops in the imperial court gradually increased, and they no longer had the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.
However, half of the rebel armor had gone into the southeast pocket. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhenren was very satisfied.
Also entering the door with Zhenren Zhang was Prince An Yihou, who had spent the New Year in Fengyang. At this time, Xu Qing'an's eyes were brighter, and he stood there with his head raised high, somewhat arrogantly.
Seeing Song Chengxuan walking out of the door, Xu Qing'an immediately stepped forward. This dark-faced man was about to become his brother-in-law. Although he was reluctant in every way, thinking about himself as his uncle... he felt something in his heart,
It seems that Song Chengxuan is becoming more immature, and he is naturally becoming more heroic, and he has far surpassed Song Chengxuan.
After arriving in Beijing, he didn't even step into his home. He rushed here just to experience a different feeling.
Song Chengxuan glanced at Xu Qingan.
Xu Qing'an's arm moved slightly. He had learned a lot of skills while fighting the rebels these days, and he was already very skilled in using the sleeve arrows on his arm.
Just as Xu Qing'an moved his sleeves, half of his arm was suddenly pressed down by a strong force. Xu Qing'an's face suddenly turned red. He raised his head and looked into Song Chengxuan's dark eyes. Then Xu Qinghuan's sleeves were lifted up and exposed.
There are exquisite sleeve arrows inside.
Song Chengxuan said calmly: "Who are you trying to plot against by hiding this thing? These flashy things are of no use. It's better to practice your fists and kicks more solidly."
Xu Qing'an immediately shrank his head, like a defeated rooster. If he had known better, he would not have come here in high spirits.
Next time he will definitely make the black-faced man look good.
"Lord Song, you must be ready. My Xu family's door is not that easy to enter." Xu Qing'an's eyes lit up as he remembered the wedding in two days. He wanted to show Song Chengxuan what the dandy in the capital was capable of.