In the court room.
The civil and military officials argued with each other and argued with each other, and most of them sided with Lu Bochu. These people were not stupid. A rational analysis showed that the fifth prince's marriage was more beneficial than the marriage of Princess Zi Ning.
Moreover, Lu Bochu was the most beloved prince of Emperor Changshun, and he was more likely to inherit the throne than the fifth prince. After comprehensive analysis, these old foxes were also able to assess the situation.
The fifth prince's face turned dark with anger. Some people he had given gifts to in private had promised to stand by him, but he didn't expect these people to betray him.
Emperor Changshun was already shaken, but now that so many people were supporting the fifth prince's marriage, Emperor Changshun had nothing to hesitate about.
"Xiaowu, you are still lucky. The Khan's daughter is the most beautiful woman in the country. You must cherish this blessing."
Emperor Changshun made the final decision. The fifth prince was unwilling and did not dare to show any signs of it, so he could only bite the bullet and agreed: "My son, I obey the decree."
The marriage was settled.
Zi Ning learned the news immediately and was very happy: "Let me tell you, there is nothing that Brother Twelve can't handle. Please tell the kitchen to make something that Brother Twelve likes to eat."
"Princess, the twelfth prince sent someone over to send a message. He is already on his way back to Jingyang. He said that there are important things in Jingyang. The twelfth prince is worried and can only go back quickly. The twelfth prince said that he will wait for Jingyang. After the construction of Yang's canal is completed, I will have a good time with the princess when I come back."
Zi Ning said with a strange smile: "I think my brother is thinking about my princess sister-in-law."
The maid then pursed her lips to suppress a smile.
Lu Bochu was indeed rushing to Jingyang at high speed at this time.
Qiao Jianghong was frightened and came to the palace with a letter to An Qien. Although he felt that the prince was not willing to meddle in such nosy matters, he was the only one who could deliver the letter to An Qien.
He had sent several letters to Jingyang before, but they had been sent back intact. Qiao Jianghong thought that if his letters had been delivered to An Qien by the prince himself, they would not have been returned.
An Qi'en might forgive him after reading his letter, and there is also the possibility that the two of them could reconcile as before.
But when he came to the palace and asked his servants to send a message to the prince, he realized that the prince had left in a hurry.
Qiao Jianghong returned to the Hou Mansion with the letter in despair.
Shen Shuli saw that he was in a state of despair and taunted him angrily: "Your Majesty, did you not have enough fun to make the flower girl unhappy?"
Qiao Jianghong glanced at her with disgust and didn't bother to say a word to her.
Shen Shuli was released by Mrs. Qiao because of her relationship with Yonghe Wang. She is still the aunt, but she manages the entire Hou Mansion. If it weren't for the help of King Yonghe in these years, the Hou Mansion would have been deprived of food. .
So Shen Shuli had the confidence to live confidently in this prince's mansion.
Seeing that Qiao Jianghong ignored her, Shen Shuli became even more angry and said in a strange tone: "The prince can only show off his face to me. The women outside don't mind being dirty. Ten thousand people have tasted the slightest bit of red lips. The prince doesn't mind at all!" "
Qiao Jianghong sneered at himself like crazy, laughing until he burst into tears. He laughed at himself: "Is there anyone dirtier than you in this world? I can use you, so why can't I use you as a girl in the flower house?" ”
Over the years, every time he saw that little bastard, he felt like he had something in his heart. For the sake of the illusory family reputation, he swallowed shit like he wanted to accommodate the little bastard, and even let the little bastard call him daddy!
This is simply a disgrace.
Shen Shuli knew that she was in the wrong, and she had just endured it over the years. She didn't expect that he would actually compare herself with the brothel girl!
She devoted herself wholeheartedly to the Hou Mansion, but in the end she was not even as good as a brothel girl?
Shen Shuli was also angry: "What's wrong with me! I only have that one time, and you are not satisfied with so many women. Why can you be with so many people, and I am only one time and you are still worried about it?"
Qiao Jianghong had never seen someone who was so unruly and shameless about his wife. He simply admired such a shameless person.
He gave Shen Shuli a mocking thumbs up: "You are awesome, awesome!"
After saying that, he returned to Wenyuanju without looking back.
Shen Shuli stamped her feet angrily and beat her chest several times.
............
Lin Yanyun recovered from her injuries for a few days, and she felt a little energetic. Not only did An Shi'an often accompany her these days, but even Mr. Jiang visited her from time to time.
Lin Yanyun's status skyrocketed overnight.
An Shi'an found the most famous make-up artist in Jingyang. When Lin Yanyun was half leaning on the bed to recuperate, she was flattered to see An Shi'an bring the make-up artist.
She had visited this make-up artist a while ago, but the cost of treatment was very expensive. She was trying to raise money, but she didn't expect An Shi'an to bring the make-up artist here today.
The make-up artist had met Lin Yanyun before and he went straight to the point and said, "I've seen Aunt Lin's face. It's very difficult to treat."
"Don't worry, money is not a problem. As long as her face can be repaired, no amount of money is a problem."
An Shi'an dismissed the makeup artist's concerns before he could finish what he said.
Since money is not an issue, the makeup artist can safely treat Lin Yanyun.
"Aunt Lin's face is severely disfigured. There is still a matter of time. It is estimated that it will take about a month to slowly improve."
Lin Yanyun looked at An Shi'an with great emotion: "Thank you very much for taking such trouble for me."
"Don't worry about things that are easy to do."
She almost lost her life for him, but he just gave her a little money to help her heal her face. This trivial thing was not enough to compare with her kindness.
The two people's eyes met each other, and their eyes were no longer cold and distant as before, but had a hint of warmth silently.
The make-up artist took out a bottle of makeup powder that she carried with her from her sleeve, and asked, "Does Aunt Lin want to restore her original appearance, or do she want to change her face?"
Lin Yanyun's original intention was to change her face to a more beautiful one, but she heard that changing her face would be painful. Before, she thought she had the endurance to bear the pain, but after this injury, she was afraid of the slightest pain.
After hesitating for a moment, she looked at An Shi'an and asked, "Which one do you think is better?"
An Shi'an replied without thinking: "You originally had the appearance of a fish out of place, but your original appearance is better."
Lin Yanyun said gently: "Listen to the uncle."
She looked at the make-up artist again and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Auntie, you're welcome."
As soon as he finished speaking, the make-up artist reached out and took off Lin Yanyun's mask. Lin Yanyun turned away in conflict and said embarrassedly: "Master, don't look. I'm afraid of scaring you, so please go out first."
An Shi'an wanted to say that he didn't mind, but he thought of a woman who didn't want to show off her beauty, so he silently exited the room.
The make-up artist then took off Lin Yanyun's mask and sprinkled his own secret medicine on her face. After applying it, the make-up artist said: "I will come here to give my aunt the medicine every day. Today's medicine doesn't hurt. In a few days, The medicine will be a little painful if you take it for a while, just bear with it and it will be fine."
