The group's favorite little Fubao has become the most arrogant kid in the whole imperial city

Chapter 136 No Need to Save Money

Emperor Jingyuan and Concubine Chen had already had their turns, and after Concubine Xian did some tricks, she was sent to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion. After they had been done one by one, it was the turn of the younger generations.

Zhao Chengning is the crown prince, so he should be the first, followed by Zhao Jinyuan, Zhao Zhinan and others.

"Almost finished sewing?"

"I'm almost done with this part, next is Jinyuan." Speaking of this, Zhao Chengning was puzzled. In the past, he could always see Zhao Jinyuan within three steps, but today, for some reason, Zhao Jinyuan kept running outside. "By the way, did you see where Jinyuan went?"

Xihe looked down at the soup in her hand and said, "I didn't see it!"

"If you didn't see it, then you didn't see it. Why are you looking so fearless? People who don't know would think you are Jin Yuan's accomplice." Zhao Chengning drank two sips of cold soup, then resignedly picked up the embroidery needle again. However, he didn't pay attention and pricked his hand again. Blood immediately spurted out.

"Brother, let's just forget it. This is too difficult for you." Zhao Chengning's hands, which held the power of life and death, actually picked up the embroidery needle. It looked awkward no matter how you looked at it.

"Not bad." Zhao Chengning finished embroidering the last leaf, tied a knot at the back after the last stitch, cut off the excess thread, and then lay back contentedly, saying earnestly, "Xihe."

"Here." Xihe quickly got a cup of tea and handed it over.

"You should only get married once in your life, right?" Zhao Chengning asked with a look of despair.

"Uh..." Xihe turned her head away awkwardly, "I think... I think so."

Zhao Chengning sighed heavily, "It would be best if it happens just once. If it happens again, I will really go crazy."

God knows how a group of grown men like them learned how to embroider. Zhao Chengning recalled that once in Yuanyang Palace he saw Emperor Jingyuan holding rows of silk threads and trying hard to identify the colors. He almost laughed himself crazy.

Xihe took the unfinished wedding dress and looked at it carefully. The stitching was different and the density was different. The sparse ones should have been made by her father and other big men, and the dense ones should have been made by her mother and others.

She gently stroked the pattern on it; it was a phoenix.

Xihe's eyes became hot and she even felt like crying.

My father is the emperor, my mother is higher in rank than the empress, my mother is a wealthy woman, and all my uncles and aunts in the Duke's Mansion are from aristocratic families, and are very rich. My brothers and sisters are all outstanding people.

But they put so much thought into her wedding dress, how could she not be moved.

Because of Zhao Wanyu's matter, the military affairs at the border had been piled up. Zhao Chengning had to look at the documents sent up after sewing the wedding dress. "Xihe, if you are free, you can send it to Jinyuan. It will be his turn next."

"Okay, I'm just going to look for my second brother, I'll bring it over on the way." Xihe folded the wedding dress and put it next to her.

Zhao Chengning didn't look up, just said "hmm" lightly, and then plunged into the piles of documents again.

When Xihe reached the door, she suddenly stopped. The wedding dress in her hands was as hot as fire, and the eternal warmth it conveyed went straight into her heart.

"Brother." Xihe suddenly spoke.

Zhao Chengning on the other end looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xihe smiled and said, "Thank you, brother~"

Zhao Chengning was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Go and have fun. I'll take you out to play when I'm done with this busy period."

He took his sister to play everywhere since he was young. Later, when he grew up, he would bring Xihe with him every time he went to various places for inspection as long as it was not dangerous. He did this for eleven years.

"it is good."

After Xihe left, Zhao Chengning stopped looking at the memorial in his hands. He looked at his sister's figure gradually going away, shook his head and smiled.

"When you grow up, you will get married in a few years. I will carry you on my back when you get married."*
Xihe went to look for Zhao Jinyuan, but he was not in the room. After asking, she found out that Zhao Jinyuan had gone to the market. She followed the direction and saw Zhao Jinyuan at a stall selling hairpins.

"Second brother~"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Zhao Jinyuan turned around and saw Xihe running towards him. He habitually caught the person like he did when he was a child.

"Why did you come out? Are you here to visit the market too?"

Xihe shook his head, "No, I came to see you."

"Looking for me?" Zhao Jinyuan put the hairpin in his hand back on the stall and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, my brother asked me to send some clothes to you. You were not there when I went there, but they said you were here, so I came to try my luck."

As soon as Xihe finished speaking, Zhao Jinyuan's body stiffened for a moment, and his tone was slightly incredulous, "Brother, have you finished embroidering that flower?"

"It's finished." After thinking for a moment, Xihe said, "But... it seems that there are not one, but two flowers."

Xihe remembered that when she went in, she embroidered the one on the left, and when she left, she embroidered the one on the right, so there should be two.

Zhao Jinyuan covered his face helplessly, "When did big brother's embroidery skills become so good? How come I didn't know."

"Second brother, what's wrong?" Perhaps because Zhao Jinyuan's reaction was too abnormal, Xihe asked curiously.

"It's nothing. You're just a kid, so stop asking about adult matters." Zhao Jinyuan waved his hand, not intending to continue.

"..."

Xihe knew that Zhao Jinyuan must be hiding something from her, but since he refused to say, she was too lazy to ask any more questions. She just glanced around and suddenly found that the purse on Zhao Jinyuan's waist was a little torn. If you didn't look closely, you really wouldn't be able to notice it.

"Second brother."

"what happened?"

"Didn't the Ministry of Revenue pay you a salary?"

“Yes.”

"..." Xihe was silent for a while, "It's okay."

Zhao Jinyuan glanced at Xihe suspiciously, but considering that his sister acted stupid and crazy from time to time, he was used to it and turned around to continue concentrating on choosing a hairpin.

"Is it for our virtuous mother?" Seeing that the hairpins chosen by Zhao Jinyuan were all brightly colored, Xihe boldly guessed that the virtuous mother was the only one in the entire palace who liked this color.

"Yes, it's for my mother." Zhao Jinyuan finally chose a red butterfly flower hairpin, "How about this one?"

"It looks good. My virtuous mother will like it." Xihe immediately gave a positive answer.

The virtuous concubine loves flowers and plants the most, so this gift really touched her heart.

"Okay, this one then." Zhao Jinyuan also smiled, took out a large piece of silver from his pocket and handed it over, "No need to change."

The merchants were all small businesses and had never seen such a large amount of silver before, so they immediately accepted it with many thanks.

Xihe blinked his eyes and said, "Second brother, the silver you just gave me is enough to buy the whole stall."

Zhao Jinyuan, on the other hand, didn't think too much about it. He had never had to worry about food and clothing since he was a child, and he never had a headache about money when he went to war. "It's okay, mother said there's no need to save money for her, she has plenty."