Yan Cigui.

As Prince Li Shao was released from confinement and ascended the throne, the impetuous atmosphere in the court gradually calmed down.

The Holy Spirit's attitude is here, the old accounts have become "old", and it is obviously not a smart move to continue to make a fuss about His Highness before the Prince causes other troubles.

When the former dynasty rests, the harem naturally rests as well.

In Cuihua Palace, the imperial concubine felt the most profoundly.

On the first day of November, a group of concubines came to say hello. On the surface, they were friendly and less provocative.

This made the imperial concubine feel comfortable.

After everyone dispersed, grandma gave her more tea and said with a slight smile: "You are in a good mood recently."

The imperial concubine also laughed.

Who doesn’t like it when it’s more relaxed?
Li Shao came to greet her on the day he was released from prison. He also asked her to say a few nice words in front of the Holy Emperor.

The imperial concubine laughed heartily when she heard this.

Good words?

Your Highness the Crown Prince still needs others to speak kindly in front of the Holy One?The prince himself is better than anything else if he doesn't do stupid things.

She was really afraid of Li Shao.

Li Shao was honest, and her life was easy. Li Shao was seeking death, and she had to be involved.

Is there anything good to roll?

She has no son!

She just wants to live a happy life.

In the past half month, the situation in the harem was calm, the emperor was not agitated, and he did not want to come to Cuihua Palace to relax. She did not even need to pick up the emperor, and lived a fairy life.

Of course, the imperial concubine cannot completely ignore the Lord.

After thinking about it, she asked, "Have you picked out all the dowries for Princess Ning'an?"

Mammy said: "It's all ready according to your wishes. It will be sent to Uncle Chengyi's house in a few days."

The imperial concubine nodded, adjusted the pillow, lay down and closed her eyes to rest.

She had rested well in the past few days, and she was not sleepy at all. Maybe it was the incense that calmed her mind, but she gradually became sleepy, and her dreams changed.

When he opened his eyes again, three quarters of an hour had passed.

The imperial concubine woke up and recalled those few dream fragments, her long eyelashes trembling.

"Mommy." She spoke, her voice was hoarse.

Mammy thought her throat was dry from sleeping, so she quickly offered her a bowl of honey tea: "Moisten it."

The imperial concubine took a sip of the drink, and when she spoke again, her tone was the same as usual: "I originally had a handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo, do you still remember it?"

Grandma frowned and recalled, "I can't remember it."

"I remember that I brought the things in my boudoir to Qian Mansion, and also brought them when I entered the palace," the imperial concubine said, "I haven't used them in these years, I just don't remember where I kept them."

Grandma was confused.

In the boudoir?

That was 20 years ago.

Your Majesty is so good, why are you looking for an old veil?
"Look carefully," the imperial concubine did not explain, only asked, "Look for it as soon as possible."

Grandma agreed.

The imperial concubine has lived in Cuihua Palace for a long time. After so many years, the palace has a lot of things.

Fortunately, the people below take care of it carefully. For a while, even if they are not sure where they will be stored, they can accurately list a few "where they will not be stored". After eliminating many places, the remaining ones are not. There are few, but there can still be a priority.

Grandma led people to search for it for three days, and finally found the handkerchief among a pile of old clothes in a camphor wood box.

The imperial concubine didn't bother with the veil, but instead felt nostalgic about those old clothes.

Some are in the boudoir, and some have just entered the Qianfu. They even keep the clothes they wore when they were newly crowned imperial concubines. After so many years, they must not be able to wear them anymore, but women love to be pretty, and they must look in the mirror and make gestures to reminisce. .

"I used to be so lively when I was young. How could I dare to wear this pink color before?"

"The waist is so thin? Did I eat anything at that time?"

"It was really hard to think about before."

Grandma stood aside and listened to her chatter. Thinking of the changes and experiences of the imperial concubine over the years, she really had a lot to say in her heart, but she didn't say anything in the end.

What do you mean by that?The empress herself looked away.

The imperial concubine took her mind back from the old clothes and picked up the square handkerchief again.

After all, it has been too many years. Even if it has been kept well, the handkerchief cannot be new, and the green bamboo embroidered on the corner has also lost some color.

Caressing the bamboo leaves with her fingertips, the imperial concubine sat quietly for a while before folding the handkerchief neatly.

"Put it in the make-up list," she said, "get a box and put it in it."

Grandma was surprised.

In fact, the imperial concubine and Princess Ning'an didn't have much friendship. They only wanted to pay their respects to the princess during the holidays.

When the princess comes out of the palace, it only concerns the relationship, and the imperial concubine does not need to add makeup. It is only because the empress is in charge of the harem that she has to add makeup to show her grace.

Let's talk about the relationship again, and it turns out that the marriage was brought up by the imperial concubine and the saint.

Under such circumstances, adding makeup is just a formality. It does not need to be expensive. It is enough to choose a few expensive and beautiful things to show the royal demeanor and blessings.

Carrying boxes one by one to Uncle Chengyi's Mansion was a matter for Cining Palace, and it was not Cuihua Palace's turn to take the limelight.

Therefore, a veil, or an old veil, is really out of place in the makeup book.

How can He De He Neng?

Why is this veil for?
Mammy was muttering in her heart, but when she saw that the imperial concubine still had no intention of explaining, she did as she was told.

She picked a rosewood box of a suitable size. The box had a pattern of asparagus inlaid on the surface, which matched the handkerchief. There was a piece of red brocade cloth padded inside the box, and the white handkerchief was very conspicuous when placed on it.

Of course, in Mammy's words, this box is not even worth a square veil, not to mention that the veil is still an old thing.

The box was shown to the imperial concubine, and when she nodded, the nanny was curious and asked tentatively: "Why did you prepare such a handkerchief for the princess?"

The imperial concubine was silent for a while, seeming to be thinking about something, and then said: "I just remembered it suddenly, but I didn't have any extra thoughts."

Mammy didn't fully believe it, but she knew the imperial concubine's temper. Since the empress didn't want to say more, she would definitely not ask.

The first half of November went very fast.

As the wedding day approaches, Duke Fuguo's Mansion and Uncle Chengyi's Mansion are both very busy.

On the [-]th, the sky was gloomy all afternoon. After dark, snow began to fall, and it fell slowly until dawn.

This was the first snow this winter. It didn't accumulate much, but it made the capital a lot colder.

In the court room, charcoal basins have also been placed in the court room a few days ago, not only for Xu Jian, but also for several elderly adults.

But after leaving the court room, the road to Jinluan Palace was freezing.

The trail had been cleared and there was no snow left, but the tiles were slippery and not easy to walk on.

It wasn't until we entered the main hall that it felt a little warmer.

Charcoal was also prepared in the main hall, but unfortunately it was too empty and there were not many displays, so it was better than nothing.

An Yibo was absent-minded today, looking at Xu Jian from time to time, paying special attention to Xu Jian's standing posture.

It was obvious that Xu Jian was very uncomfortable.

An Yibo sighed in his heart.What did Xu Jian tell him that day?

"It's already recovering. It's not a big problem and it won't delay things."

"If I delay the wedding in the end, I'm afraid the princess will be so angry that she will throw the hijab directly on me."

Xu Jian had already said that, how could An Yibo still have the nerve to continue persuading him?

Thinking about it now, I should have given a few more words of advice at that time.

If he can't persuade him on his own, he should ask Uncle Cheng to come forward. Lord Taishan and Xu Jian will always give it to him, right?
Now……

We're getting married in ten days, so it's not appropriate to say we need to take a break now.

The main thing is that His Highness is not a suitable place.

In any case, during this month, His Highness followed the Holy Emperor to the court, and then followed the Sangu after the court. It was very peaceful and practical.

An Yibo was still thinking to himself. It was not until Eunuch Cao shouted "Retreat from the court" that he came to his senses and respectfully sent the emperor off.

When the holy driver left, An Yibo hurriedly walked towards Xu Jian: "How is your injury? It's cold today. I think you're not feeling well."

Xu Jian moved his right leg and said in a calm tone: "Same as usual, passable."

An Yibo's stomach turned over the words several times before finally swallowing them all.

"Compared to my leg injury," Xu Jian said as he walked, "Uncle, I'd better worry about Yi Cheng."

"Nothing will go wrong," An Yibo laughed, "For such an important matter as getting married, it must be in order. Speaking of which, Cining Palace is going to add some decorations today."

Xu Jian nodded: "The Imperial Concubine also has a share."

"As expected of the Empress Dowager," An Yibo stroked his beard, "I am really lucky to be able to marry the princess."

With that said, he raised his hand and patted Xu Jian's shoulder.

Xu Jian laughed and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Yes, you are lucky."

The capital is particularly lively today.

Loads of gifts were sent out from the west palace gate and sent across the street to Uncle Chengyi's house.

My father-in-law was younger than me, sitting in the sedan chair, raising the curtain and listening to the discussions among the people watching. He felt quite emotional for a while.

He also went to the uncle's house to declare the imperial edict of marriage. It seemed like it was not long ago, but he didn't expect that the wedding would be in the blink of an eye.

But think about it again, and think of the scenes of the princess and the Duke of Fu Guo conversing several times in Cining Palace...

This blink may still be a little slow.

There is a lover, not seeing each other for one day is like three autumns.

The door to Uncle Chengyi's Mansion opened.

Everyone in the mansion was ready and happily welcomed the gifts.

Younger Eunuch announced the Empress Dowager's oral instructions, read out the gift list, and then handed the list into Lin Yunyan's hands: "Princess, your Majesty is reading it every day!"

Lin Yunyan smiled.

The grace from Cining Palace has just left, and the congratulatory gift from Cuihua Palace has also arrived.

The round-faced grandma was beaming with joy, and all she spoke was auspicious words. The gift booklet she gave contained only a thin piece of paper, but everything was exquisite and luxurious. The only thing that sounded simple was "a square of green bamboo handkerchief."

In the atmosphere of harmony and excitement, no one cared about what kind of veil it was.

After everyone in the palace left, Mrs. Chen helped Lin Yunyan sort out all the makeup and move it into the warehouse, waiting for the makeup to be delivered to the Duke Fuguo's Mansion.

It was during this process that Lin Yunyan saw the veil.

The "old" thing can be seen at a glance, but it is packed in a delicate box, which makes people confused.

Lin Yunfang came over, turned the handkerchief over and over, and then gave Lin Yunyan a very puzzled look.

The fabric is naturally good, but no matter how expensive it is, it is not expensive.

The embroidery is not bad, but it is definitely not done by everyone. If we really have to compete, their eldest sister's embroidery work is better.

Why did the imperial concubine send such a veil?
"Could it be that the empress used it when she was young?" Lin Yunfang guessed.

Lin Yunyan shook her head.

She had never seen this veil, not even before.

In other words, she has not had much interaction with the imperial concubine.

She also couldn't understand the imperial concubine's idea of ​​giving this square handkerchief, but her intuition told her that there should be a reason for it.

Taking the handkerchief from Lin Yunfang's hand, Lin Yunyan looked over it again and again. She really couldn't see any clues. With a thought, she took the handkerchief and asked Lin Yunjing.

Lin Yunjing was outside on the corridor, talking to Mrs. Huang with a smile. The mother and daughter were very happy when they talked about something that got them excited.

"Sister." Lin Yunyan called her.

Lin Yunjing spoke to Mr. Huang and walked to Lin Yunyan: "What's wrong?"

"Sister, help me look at this veil," Lin Yunyan asked, "It was sent by the imperial concubine, but I can't understand it."

Lin Yunjing responded, looking around and frowning.

It couldn't be seen on the fabric, she was more focused on the embroidery.

This is what Lin Yunjing is good at, so she looks at it very carefully.

"It can be seen that it has been practiced," she said, "but it is not that outstanding, just above average, but the silk thread used is very good. Although it is old and faded, it is very even. It can be used with this cloth, The people in this line, not only from the palace, but also from people like us. Judging from the stitches..."

Lin Yunjing paused for a moment. She even raised the veil, looked at the sun and examined it carefully, and then said, "I think I've seen it before."

Lin Yunyan blinked, slightly surprised: "Have you seen it before?"

"I mean this embroidery technique, this handkerchief may be older than me," Lin Yunjing frowned, "I'm not very impressed, I can't remember it for a while."

Lin Yunyan understood what she meant.

Lin Yunjing may have seen other things embroidered by the person who embroidered the handkerchief.

"Then please help me recall more memories, elder sister," Lin Yunyan said with a smile, "If you think of anything, you must tell me."

Lin Yunjing nodded naturally.

Then, as if she thought of something, she raised her hand and tapped Lin Yunyan's nose gently.

"There are still things I want to recall for you," Lin Yunjing winked playfully, "I didn't tell you last time, but I seemed to think that my second brother-in-law's voice sounded familiar, so I had to think of it and tell you."

"Second brother-in-law" was heard. Before Lin Yunyan could laugh, Lin Yunfang who followed her out and smiled first.

Seeing the sisters laughing non-stop, Lin Yunyan couldn't help laughing.

"Think about it, think about it quickly!" She knew that her sisters were all teasing her, so she was not embarrassed. She raised her chin and said, "You can't let me worry about you all the time. I don't even want to marry."

Uncle Chengyi's house was filled with laughter, and countless people on the street were talking about it with great interest.

In a private room of a teahouse, Xu Jian drank tea in silence.

After waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, Xuan Su came in from outside.

"Sir," he said respectfully in a low voice, "there is one at the entrance of Diagon Alley, and there is another sitting in the lobby below. It is the person who has been following me for the past two days."

Xu Jian nodded slightly.

He knew that he was being followed for more than ten days.

Her fingertips tapped her right leg twice, Xu Jian looked very calm.

No matter whose manpower it is, what the other party is most interested in is definitely not his whereabouts, but his leg injury... (End of Chapter)