"After all these are arranged, there are only some details that need to be reconciled."
"As for the process, just call Pearl. In the past, I left all my daily affairs to her. He can definitely do these little things well."
Wen Lan said: "Then let her explain it to her. These are not important matters. I have taken care of you for so long and nothing has gone wrong. I think she is someone who can explain it to her."
Then there was silence, a long silence.
"Your princess said to call people here, why are you just standing there as if you are deaf?" Wen Lan's voice was filled with a hint of chill. She has always been merciless to outsiders.
The maids standing nearby all knelt on the ground. Everyone's body was trembling and their necks were shrinking. No one dared to speak.
Then it was Jun Zhi who came to the rescue and said: "You all go down, there is no need to wait in the palace, I will wait until you are called to come in when needed."
"Yes!" The sounds of kowtowing one after another aroused An Yiran's doubts.
She just called Pearl's name, but it seemed as if she had violated some taboo, which made each of them tremble like a newborn quail.
"Remember the demon spy I mentioned before? That person is Pearl's husband. The Emperor of the Sea strictly forbids everyone from talking about their affairs, because people come out from under the princess, so this is also to protect the princess's reputation. "
"What about Pearl? I don't believe that Pearl will betray me and the Sea Clan!" Her fingers were clasped on the stone table, and the bitten and dried fingertips were bleeding again.
"Escaped, fled to another world, and later I heard that he committed suicide out of fear of crime. I'm afraid that his body has long since evolved, and the princess will never be able to see her again."
"Now that the ritual process has been arranged, you don't need to pay too much attention to these details. You all can go out first and let me be alone." She supported her forehead with her hand, and pressed her temple with her index finger and ring finger.
In the end what happened? She always felt that she had missed a lot of things since the Sea Clan was attacked and she went to the heaven.
"Why didn't you go out? I just realized you were standing in the corner." She knew who it was when she saw the group of blue signs.
Everyone in the heaven loves to wear white, just like the students in the human school have their prescribed uniforms. In the sea tribe, except for military training, she has hardly seen everyone wearing the same color. A scene where so many people are wearing the same color.
And Jun Zhi is a weirdo. He wears white just to deal with the Emperor of Heaven. Every time he comes back from court, he has to change his clothes, from light colors to colors with heavy makeup.
Today, when he came, he was wearing ultramarine clothes, decorated with mountains and rivers, and auspicious clouds woven with silver threads.
She could always smell the fragrance of lotus on him before, so she really believed that he was actually a lotus. Only later did I realize that he was just joking and lying to me.
Instead, he smelled like soap locust, and he smelled almost nothing when he took off his clothes. Since she had not slept with anyone since she was a child, she often couldn't sleep if there were other smells around her. Jun Zhi had no smell, so she slept very peacefully every night when they shared the same bed.
"I just want to remind you about the guests you want to invite. You need to post a message to others in advance. If you write it on the spur of the moment, I'm afraid others will be delayed."
Yes, this is what we should be thinking about right now.
So she picked up the red invitation that Jun Zhi had placed on the table and wrote something on the red paper.
The result was a bit unsatisfactory, so she closed the invitation and threw the scrapped copy on the ground.
"I'd better leave this kind of thing to you! My handwriting looks a bit unsatisfactory!"
Jun Zhi smiled, "I think the word princess looks um..." He organized the words, "very lively and cute."
Tsk, don’t you just want to say that her words are the same as those of a child?
It's all her fault that when she was studying and learning calligraphy before, she had the mentality of "I can't learn the difficult ones, and I won't necessarily use them once I know them. I don't need to learn the simple ones, I can do it after just seeing them." Every time someone else practiced She was fast asleep when I was writing, or she would have disappeared after climbing over the wall.
But her own father still smiled and praised her: My son's heroic appearance in climbing over the wall is exactly the same as his father's.
As a result, now, when the words are used, they become ugly.
She stood next to Jun Zhi and watched him write. She would give him a squeeze on his shoulders, bring the cup to his mouth to feed him a sip of water, and hang it on him like a koala.
Jun Zhi smiled helplessly, this child...
The signature of the post is the word "childish" in the style of dragon flying and phoenix dancing.
She had seen quite a few of Jun Zhi's handwritings, which were not as rigid as other people's handwriting. His handwriting had more of a flying and dancing feel.
In order to celebrate the wedding of the two, red lanterns were hung everywhere in the Hai Clan, including on the doors of everyone's homes.
Because the wedding date was set on the 15th, it was a bit urgent, so the Emperor of the Sea handed over the task of wedding clothes to the people and summoned all the skilled craftsmen of the Hai clan to rush to make this outfit.
The two were walking in the market, An Yiran was in charge of looking around in front, and Jun Zhi was in charge of picking up things behind him.
After walking around, An Yiran finally came to a rouge shop and picked out a lot, presumably to be given to Wen Lan.
Jun Zhi just stepped forward and put down the things in her hands. She picked up all the colors she had just noticed and asked the store to pack them.
There were many girls around who were choosing rouge and the style they liked. After seeing Jun Zhi, some of the bold ones started talking and were ready to step forward.
So An Yiran pulled him over.
Jun Zhi was caught off guard when An Yiran put a layer of lipstick on her lips.
"My husband has a face that looks good no matter what he paints on it. Fortunately, if you are a man, if you are a woman, I don't know how many men will go crazy for you." Then she nudged his chin frivolously.
Seeing the two of them chatting familiarly and not paying attention to them, they both retreated.
The night is getting darker, but the street is getting more and more lively.
Some people were holding torches and holding strong drinks in their mouths, performing juggling; others were riding carriages and passing by the prosperity of the road; and there were children playing and laughing with windmills in their hands.
An Yiran could see that Jun Zhi was also very happy, enjoying himself with the street. She asked: "Will there be days like this when we are in the Celestial Clan?"
He shook his head, "There were almost no such lively scenes in the Celestial Clan. Except for the lantern festival held on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, everyone would share some food on the fifteenth day of the eighth month and the Mid-Autumn Festival. The gods don't have much desire."
