Chapter 220: : Marrying Peony (III)

Chapter 220: Marrying Peony (III)
The next morning, when Qingyan woke up, she saw that Peony was already dressed and Feng Guanxia was sitting aside. She thought her movements should be very light, otherwise she would have noticed her sleep according to her sleep state.
"Miss, you're awake." She walked to Qingyan in Feng Guanxia and prepared to wait for him to dress.
Seeing Shaoyao's movements, Qingyan smiled and said, "I have come by myself, Shaoyao, you just sit there."
Listening to Qingyan's words, Shaoyao continued to sit on the wooden bench. She looked at Qingyan with a smile and said, "Miss, it's not that you always dress and wash yourself in the general's mansion."
Qingyan listened to Peony's words, put her black brocade coat on the bed, and then tied her belt, "Naturally not, it's just men's clothing in Yihonglou."
As she spoke, she rolled up her hair neatly and gathered up hairpins, "How about it, how about your ladies' men's clothing?"
Hearing Qingyan's words, Shaoyao smirked, "Miss's menswear is naturally much better than those of them, and she looks like Young Master Pian Pian too."
"That's natural."
Qingyan said that she walked to Shaoyao's side. Everything was prepared yesterday. Looking at the same thing on the dressing table, Qingyan started to apply makeup on her face.
Qingyan was very careful with every movement of the author. Finally, she looked at the makeup of Shaoyao in the mirror and smiled, "Shaoyao, what do you think of this makeup?"
Shaoyao looked at herself in the mirror, smiled and said, "The makeup made by the lady herself, Shaoyao naturally likes it."
Qingyan looked at Shaoyao and nodded with a smile, "If you can hold the third prince tightly, you have to please the concubine, so as to ensure your status, you should understand what I said."
Shaoyao looked at Qingyan and nodded earnestly. She still knew the tactics of the back house very clearly. After all, some things would need to be understood by her own experience.
"Shaoyao, the things that the imperial concubine likes, I have all put them in the small box of dowry stuff, you remember to take a look at it when you come, there are ways to teach you how to please the imperial concubine."
Shaoyao didn't expect Qingyan to dress herself up as a dowry. Shaoyao raised her head and glanced at Qingyan, "Miss, why do you treat your subordinates so well?"
Qingyan looked at Peony and patted her on the head, "This lady has treated you badly."
Listening to Qingyan's words, Peony couldn't help tears in her eyes. Looking at the pear blossoms with rain, Qingyan took out her handkerchief and gently wiped her tears, "Silly girl, why are you crying? Better than others."
Shaoyao felt the gentle touch. When she looked at Qingyan, she was already smiling, "Miss, thank you Miss."
After a while, I heard the sound of firecrackers coming from the door, and then I heard the sound of the golden ring outside the door, "Master, the third hall is down."
Qingyan listened to Jin Huan's voice, and said in a deep voice, "My son understands."
Jin Huan watched Xuanyuan Yuzhe walking up step by step with a smile and said, "His Royal Highness, our master will personally dress the bride in there, and bother the Third Royal Highness to wait a while."
Xuanyuan Yuzhe nodded seriously after listening to Jin Huan's words, then took out a red envelope and handed it to Jin Huan, "Be careful, not respectful."
Jin Huan smiled and accepted the red envelope handed over by the three princes. After a while, the door opened automatically. As soon as Xuanyuan Yuzhe looked up, he saw the bride sitting on the bed covered with hipa.
"Xuanyuan Yuzhe, if you want to marry me, a girl who leans on the red mansion, you must treat her sincerely."
When Xuanyuan Yuzhe heard this voice, he didn't feel where it came from. He could only say seriously, "Don't worry, this hall will naturally treat the peony girl well."
"That's good!" It was still the cold voice, "If my girl is wronged in the palace, I will level your palace."
Xuanyuan Yuzhe still didn't find the source of this sound. In the end, she could only give up looking for the source of the sound, and still respectfully said, "I understand."
"Then you take the peony." Xuanyuan Yuzhe only felt a gust of wind blowing in his ear, as if something had gone out of the window.
He walked to the bed and looked at Peony, who was wearing a phoenix crown and Xia, smiled and said, "Peony, I'm here to marry you."
When Shaoyao heard these words, he smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, from now on, you will be my beloved."
As the third prince said, he picked up the peony and walked downstairs, step by step to the sedan chair outside the red building.
Murong Jingxuan, who was sitting in the next room, looked at Qingyan beside him with a smile, and said, "So it seems that the third child is really a credible person."
Xuanyuan Yuzhe really used the eight-carriage sedan chair to marry Shaoyao back.
Qingyan raised her head to look at Murong Jingxuan and curled her lips, "When did I lie to you?"
As Murong Jingxuan said, he pushed the pastry in front of Qingyan, "Xiao Yan'er said that, but will this third child really treat the peony well in the future?"
Qingyan looked at Murong Jingxuan and nodded earnestly, "That's natural. Isn't this the effect of this distraction?" Qingyan took the cake and tasted it slowly, "The cakes that lean against the red house are also very delicious. ."
In a burst of firecrackers, the sedan chair drifted away.
Murong Jingxuan looked at Qingyan, who was thoughtful in front of him, with a smile, "Could it be that Xiao Yaner is reluctant to bear girl Peony."
Qingyan listened to Murong Jingxuan's words and kicked her. "Murong Jingxuan, I think you should be the one who is reluctant to bear with my peony girl."
Murong Jingxuan grabbed Qingyan's little feet, "Xiao Yan'er, you don't have to hug you in such a hurry, this world can't bear it."
Qingyan listened to Murong Jingxuan's unscrupulous molesting words, and punched her, "Murong Jingxuan let me go and bullied me a weak woman, what are you capable of?"
"Weak woman." Murong Jingxuan looked at Qingyan with a smile and said, "You are a weak woman who is stronger than ten men."
Qingyan stood sideways and stood up from Murong Jingxuan's arms, "Thank you for your highness, Shizi, for your praise. It is a great honor for the little girl."
Seeing Qingyan's neat movements, Murong Jingxuan leaned on the table with one hand, smiled and said, "I think there shouldn't be anything happening recently."
Qingyan nodded seriously after listening to his words, "Nothing is best, at least it can let me spend a quiet New Year."
"By the way, the emperor will host a banquet this year, and it is estimated that many ministers will attend."
Murong Jingxuan's words made Qingyan frown, "Isn't this Donghe country without this history? When did the father even hold a New Year's Eve banquet?"
Murong Jingxuan looked at Qingyan and shrugged helplessly, "It is said that the imperial concubine proposed it, maybe it is to prepare for something interesting. Or is it for you?"
When Qingyan heard these words, she looked up at Murong Jingxuan. This was indeed Qi Lian Yu Ran's usual style, but it happened that she didn't mind making this New Year's Eve party more interesting.