Boss, she is unparalleled

Chapter 940

"Miss Xiuying, do you think it would be nice to hang the red silk here?"

Two young eunuchs stood on the stool, holding bright red silk in their hands, and looked at Xiu Ying who was standing in the yard supervising the work.

Facing the little eunuch's white face with a pervasive smile, Xiuying remained expressionless, "Raise the left side up a little bit."

Recently, Xiu Ying was always pulled out by Jiang Qi to buy things for the big wedding, but she also learned a little bit of Jiang Qi's facial paralysis.

Originally, Xiuying thought it was bad to be like a princess without expression all day, but now seeing everyone in the eldest princess's mansion seeing her like a mouse seeing a cat, Xiuying felt a sense of pride in her heart.

Jiang Yu was sitting under the eaves, with a plate of strawberries in his hand, and a court lady playing a fan beside her.

Seeing Xiuying dangling in the yard with her small chest upright, Jiang Yu's eyes were dazzled.

"It's fine here, let's go to another yard." Jiang Yu wiped her wet fingers with a handkerchief, and said to Xiu Ying.

As a girl dedicated to perfection, Jiang Yu must decorate the entire princess mansion.

After hearing this, Xiu Ying hurriedly greeted the people who were busy in the yard to leave the yard.

Jiang Yu looked at the hustle and bustle of the yard, and shook jiojio very comfortably.

In a few days, I will be able to marry Dabai back home.

very nice.
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On September [-]th, the eldest princess married the eldest son of the Marquis of Changguang.

The emperor, Longyan Dayue, decreed that the entire state of Chu would reduce taxes for half a year.

The people all lamented the emperor's sageness.

Because the emperor was dissatisfied that Xiao Ningyu was just a general, he issued an imperial decree to make him his son.

Marquis Changguang held the memorial requesting Xiao Li to be his son, which had not yet been handed over to the Imperial Study Room, and cried like dogs with Mrs. Zhang in the room.

No matter how dissatisfied he was, Marquis Changguang still asked his servants to clean the inside and outside of the mansion, hung up red silk, and pasted red double happiness.

It wasn't that he was too active, but that the guards under the eldest princess stood in the mansion with their hands on the long sword at their waists.

He really doesn't have the guts to perfunctory!
Seeing Xiao Ningyu in a red robe riding on a tall horse and leading the wedding party away from Changguanghou's mansion, Changguanghou silently hugged Zhang Shi beside him.

Because it was a marriage with the royal family, the worship hall and the bridal chamber were all carried out in the Princess's mansion.

If it was in the past, he could still preach a few words.

But now, in the face of the increasingly arrogant Xiao Ningyu, the never-promising Marquis of Changguang was discouraged.

Counseling is also a kind of sincerity.

No shame.

The eldest princess's ceremonial car set off from the palace, followed by people carrying the dowry.

A group of people wandered from the street to the end of the street.

The whole street was packed with the procession of seeing off relatives.

Both sides of the street were full of people who wanted to see the scene of the eldest princess getting married.

On the second floor of a certain restaurant, Ling Qi was standing by the window, the wooden window was open a small gap.

Ling Tu looked at the grand occasion on the street like a thief.

When the bridal sedan chair carried by 16 people passed by the restaurant, Ling Qi rolled his eyes angrily.

Such a beautiful woman should have been his.

Thinking about marrying back that mad Ninth Princess soon, Ling Qi felt pain in his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.

Ling Tu had already listed ninety-nine to eighty ways to get rid of Jiang Weilan quietly in his mind.

Just waiting to get married.

The welcoming team stopped at the gate of the eldest princess's mansion, and Xiao Ningyu, who was sitting high on the horse, turned over and got off.

The man was handsome and personable, and the hem of his red clothes was swaying, staining the face of an unmarried woman on the street red.

Xiao Ningyu walked to the sedan chair with a feeling of apprehension.

(End of this chapter)