Bai Yuegang of Prince Ning's Mansion

Chapter 44 She Has a Dowry
In the depths of King Ning's Mansion, in a livable house, Song Shimiao pointed at Zhao Fengnian with one hand on his hips and babbled about his "crime".

"You are really going to be mad. Give me an accurate word today, whether I care about you or not."

Gu Yu stood on the side neatly, looking at his nose and heart, this is not something he can interrupt.

As soon as they entered the room, they saw King Ning drinking. He hadn't seen the pavilion master so angry for a long time.

It may be that King Ning ignored the Pavilion Master, which made the Pavilion Master even more angry.

The air froze for a moment, and Zhao Fengnian slowly raised his head.

"I can see farther today, and I don't need to cover my eyes with white gauze in the morning."

When Song Shimiao heard this, he seemed to have forgotten that he was angry at him just a second ago, and the dimple on his lips showed.

"Really!" After a few steps, he rushed to Zhao Fengnian's body, and picked up his cheeks to check for him.

"It's strange, it's not different. Is it because you're drunk? It's in your mind. Master said, sometimes it happens. When a sick person wants to get better soon, the symptoms will really be alleviated."

Zhao Fengnian turned his head away: "Aren't you telling me the truth, my eyes can only be like this for the rest of my life."

Song Shimiao didn't reply, but he was a talker, and if he didn't answer such a serious question, it already explained the problem.

He intentionally evaded, so Zhao Fengnian didn't need to ask anymore, he got up and faced Gu Yu: "Mr. Xia, if you have something to discuss with Jingfeng, you don't have to be restrained here."

"Okay." Gu Yu nodded in agreement, feeling that the atmosphere in the room was not suitable for staying any longer, so she said, "I'll go ahead and have a look." Then she turned and closed the door.

Song Shimiao was a little guilty, Zhao Fengnian's eyes, he was really not sure that he could restore him to his previous state.

If the master is in the capital, it will definitely be cured. Zhao Fengnian's medicine is missing a few ingredients, and only the master can get it.

But the master is used to being lazy, who knows when he will come back, he may not be able to come back to attend Zhao Fengnian's wedding in time.

And now Zhao Fengnian's eyes are not the biggest problem.

His internal friction is too serious, and he has not been able to recuperate well from new injuries to old ones.

Although he would go to the northern border to see him every one or half a year, Zhao Fengnian probably never took a good dose of the medicine left for Zhao Fengnian.

He knows why Zhao Fengnian always likes to drink, it is the most convenient and fastest way to relieve pain and paralysis.

Zhao Fengnian is still young now, but he is already overdrawing his future energy and vitality.

Song Shimiao was very worried that if he was allowed to go on like this, Zhao Fengnian would not live to die.

He was angry and distressed at Zhao Fengnian, because no one really cared about him except these brothers.

The world said that King Ning was cruel and bloodthirsty, his opponents said that King Ning was cruel and cruel, and the emperor said that King Ning was a good knife.

But no one cared what kind of suffering he had suffered and what kind of sin he had suffered.

No one asked him if he was cold, if he was tired, if he needed to rest if he was injured.

Song Shimiao hopes that Zhao Fengnian can live an ordinary life.

Delight in a girl, start a family, even if you are obsessed with a pleasure.

Don't think about the North, battlefields, bloodshed, and sacrifice all day long.

But if that is the case, he is not Zhao Fengnian.

After adjusting the medicine, he carefully tied the white gauze for Zhao Fengnian.

"Why don't you go to the palace and ask him to get some herbs back. The few herbs are all produced in the clear water and deep sea, and it is difficult to find them in the market. If they are in the palace, there should be some left."

Zhao Fengnian remained silent, Song Shimiao became angry again.

"Even if you don't ask for medicine, you can ask for some money and come back to the assembly. You don't feel ashamed to eat mine all day long. When you marry a wife, let her accompany you to eat green fruits to satisfy your hunger?"

Zhao Fengnian seemed to be touched, and tilted his body: "She has a dowry, so I don't need to support her."

The corners of Song Shimiao's mouth twitched, and his hands shaking while packing the medicine box, he really wanted to break Zhao Fengnian's mind and take a good look at what was inside.

"You can say that out loud, that girl from the Xiangfu's family really suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck."

Zhao Fengnian is silent, he has no expectations for this marriage.

For the sake of the northern border, he can't disrespect the order, and he doesn't want to waste a woman's life.

But everyone is in the game, the only thing he can do is not to use her.

After the wedding, he will go back to the northern border. As for the woman, it's up to her whether she wants to stay in Prince Ning's mansion or get divorced.

Song Shimiao didn't know, Zhao Fengnian was already thinking about how to get rid of his lovely wife before the marriage was concluded.

Under Huaiyu's gaze, Ruixue lay down on the desk and practiced calligraphy.

I always feel that the fluff on the neck rises and falls, as if someone is speaking ill of her behind her back.

Huaiyu wasn't quite right today, she didn't rush to read poetry after she came here.

His face was a little gloomy, and he just stared blankly at her practicing calligraphy, looking like he had something to say but couldn't say it.

Probably Jiang Huai tortured her again yesterday.

Rui Xue thought, you'd better not talk, I don't want to hear the gossip between you and Jiang Huai.

Huaiyu didn't say anything in the end, and took the collection of poems that hadn't been sorted out before leaving.

She didn't know how to speak, and asked Ruixue for the land deed left by Li Ningshuang.

Steal?She can't do it.lie?Rui Xue is not a fool.

Should she confide in all her difficulties.

After this period of contact, she knew that Ruixue was a kind-hearted child.

If Ruixue knew the cause and effect of the matter, would she take out the land deed to help her.

Huaiyu was a little distracted and almost bumped into the maid who was waiting to salute her by the side of the road.

Standing beside the servant was an embroiderer who bowed to Huaiyu and said hello.

The servant woman stepped forward to recommend: "Miss, this is Aunt Zhen from Jinxiu Tower. Today I come to tailor a wedding dress for you."

Huaiyu came back to her senses, is the day so close? She doesn't have much time left.

I've been so busy recently that I actually forgot such an important matter as Xifu.

I want to ask the embroiderer to sit at the front and ask Ruixue to come over and measure the size.

The servant woman said: "Master Xiang said there is no need to bother, just measure it in the courtyard of the young lady."

As soon as Ruixue put down her pen and stretched her body, Huaiyu came back again.

Knowing that it was tailor-made wedding clothes for herself, Ruixue was very cooperative.

Xiuniang had a sweet mouth, and she kept praising Ruixue for her good looks and figure. She bluntly said that wearing her family's wedding dress would surely shock the entire capital on her wedding day.

Ruixue thought, isn't it? Before she got married, the whole Kyoto was already shaken.

No one knows about the marriage between the concubine's daughter and King Ning.

It's just that there are no good things to say, and everyone is waiting to see a joke.

After measuring the size, the embroiderer asked Ruixue what pattern she wanted to embroider on the wedding dress.

Ruixue didn't even think about it: "Iris."

The embroiderer looked distressed, Huaiyu explained: "The flowers are not happy to embroider on wedding clothes, they are Bishui people's favorite thing, let's change it."

(End of this chapter)