When He Yan returned to his house, it was already very late.

He Yunsheng told her about Bai Rongwei's visit to the mansion. When He Yan heard that they had even calculated the auspicious day, he couldn't help but be stunned: "After the New Year?"

"Yes," He Yunsheng looked at her expression, "Do you think it's too hurrying?"

"Not that," He Yan replied, "but there have been many affairs in the court recently. The Utuan envoy has just arrived in the capital today. He is very busy in the next two months. Where can I have time to prepare for marriage?"

He Yunsheng frowned: "Don't you think it's too fast?"

"It's okay." He Yan said: "Your Majesty will marry you sooner or later. What's the matter?"

"After all, it's your marriage," He Yunsheng had a headache: "Can you have some snacks?"

He Yan felt that there was no need to do anything extra.

When she got married in her previous life, she also returned to the capital. She exchanged identities with He Rufei and got married soon after. Time was tight, but everything in the He family had already been arranged, and she had never had any snacks from the dowry to the wedding dress. I don’t know if other women were like this when they got married, but in my memory, getting married was just from one family to another.

He Sui scolded He Yunsheng and said, "Your sister knows what you are fucking!" He looked at He Yan and asked, "Yan Yan, when Grandma Xiao came here today, she said that the betrothal gifts were ready. You have an official position. After marrying the He family, you don't have to settle for the morning and evening, but it's the same as before. As for your dowry, my father also saved some for you early. Of course, our family is not as good as the Xiao family, but you don't have to be ashamed and upset about it. Our daughter married her and brought her own salary every month. Isn't it better than a dowry?"

"But there is one last thing," He Sui scratched his head, "You have been to Liangzhou for so long, and the wedding dress has not been embroidered. It is too late to get married and embroider with your own hands... There are several excellent embroidery ladies in Shuojing City. If you like, your father will invite her to sew wedding dresses for you, and you should be able to hurry."

"That shouldn't be cheap, right?" He Yan asked.

"Of course my daughter wants the best one when she gets married." He Sui said indifferently: "There is so much money that my father is."

"I don't need money either." He Yan said: "I have my own opinions on wedding dress, so don't worry about it."

"But……"

"Of course I will make the decision on my own marriage." He Yan stood up, "Dad, do you have to choose a wedding dress for your daughter?"

"I didn't mean that." He Sui hurriedly said, and when he saw He Yan's gaze, he was defeated again. "Forget it, as long as you think it's good, but when you choose a good embroidery lady, you must tell your father that you can invite him for you."

"I understand." He Yan looked outside: "It's not early, Dad, you and Yun Sheng should also rest early."

After washing up, Qingmei came into the house to bring the hot water basin and said, "If the auspicious day is set and the girl is about to get married after the New Year. Why do you look at the girl as if she is not nervous?"

"Marrying is not going to the battlefield," He Yan laughed, "What's there to be nervous about."

"The girl's heart is too big," Qingmei muttered, "What about the wedding dress? The girl never thought about what she looked like when she married Governor Xiao in her wedding dress?"

He Yan was slightly stunned.

When she married Xu Zhiheng in her previous life, the wedding dress prepared by the He family was actually quite gorgeous and exquisite. However, He Yan always felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at himself with a phoenix crown and a red robe in the mirror. The scars under the exquisite dress would always fall into the eyes of others, and what she had to accept was the unknown future of living in a strange mansion as a woman.

Even if I was expecting it, I was actually filled with fear in my heart at that time.

now……

She was not afraid of getting married. Perhaps it was because Xiao Jue had promised her that even after marrying into the Xiao family, she would not have to sacrifice anything and be her true self.

When Qingmei saw He Yan not speaking, she thought He Yan was finally shy. She smiled with relief and walked out with a hot water basin. The sound of closing the door alarmed He Yan. She came to her senses and lay down on the collapse. Suddenly she remembered something and took out the snake-patterned black jade from her close-fitting clothes.

The black jade was filled with a cold and warm warmth under the lights at night. After giving this jade Xiao Jue to her, He Yan tied it around his waist for fear that it would fall, so he found a rope and hung it around his neck as a necklace.

A good-looking wedding dress must be used for a lot of money. He Sui and He Yunsheng are already struggling to get married for her. I wonder if others can use this piece of jade to go to the embroidery workshop to ask Xiao Jue to pay credit for her?

However... if this matter is spread on credit, it would be fine with her own face, but Xiao Jue's face will also be smeared.

Still not possible.

He Yan stuffed the jade pendant again and turned over.

Throughout history, getting married has really been a waste of money.

...

On the mountain at night, in the empty long hall, two giant wooden tigers lie in front of the hall, as quiet as if they were asleep.

A gray-feathered dove flicked its wings and landed in front of the small table. Its eyes were blinking like black beans and pecking at the red wild fruits in the porcelain plate on the table. A slender hand reached out and took off the copper tube tied to the pigeon to its legs.

After a moment, with a "bang", the copper tube fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. Someone yawned and said in a daze: "What's wrong?"

The speaker had a white and round face, and his eyes were squeezed into a slit by the flesh, but it was not greasy and offensive, but it seemed a bit funny and amiable. If He Yan were here, he would have recognized this person. The man was the master of Xiao Jue who was good at making swords, Lu Daichuan, who was good at making swords last time.

"Huh," Lu Daichuan saw the gray pigeon stealing food at first sight, and was stunned, "Who is it true?"

"Who else, your baby apprentice." The woman holding the letter turned around and showed a charming face.

This woman was about thirty or forty years old, and she was not very beautiful. What was wonderful was the charm between her eyebrows and eyes, her eyes were very charming, but her lips were very thin, which seemed restrained and deserted. This contradiction was mixed by her. In the end, she was left with an indescribable aura of immortal charm. She had such a face, but she was wearing a coarse linen and her hair was tied with pine branches, like a legendary mountain ghost hidden in the mountains.

"Is Huaijin delivering the letter?" Lu Daichuan said unexpectedly: "Why did he come to deliver the letter suddenly?"

The beautiful woman sneered, "Of course, it's a messenger who is doing things. Do you think he is here to give us some thoughtful greetings and respect us?"

"Of course I know he is a messenger." Lu Daichuan said with a smile: "What's going on this time?"

"This guy is about to get married after the New Year. His noble lady still has a wedding dress. Please ask me to embroider one for him." The beautiful woman said, furious, "What kind of embroidery workshop is here? He is not ruthless in his command!"

"Oh, don't be angry." Lu Daichuan poured her a cup of tea, "After all, we, Miss Ruxing, were also the most famous embroidered girl in the world in the Wei Dynasty back then."

Ruxing was not moved by his flattery at all, "He is so old, what is his name? What's more, the embroidered girl? It's been so many years ago, so it's hard for you to remember."

Lu Daichuan blinked his eyes, "Of course I remember that after you went up the mountain, many people searched for your whereabouts, and your legend still remains in Shuojing City." Lu Daichuan said, "You can't find a better one even if you embroider your hand. This is why Huai Jin came to ask you for help."

"I have never seen any disciple who is so skillful to call the master." Ruxing glared at him, "You were the ones who doted on him the most. The dear boy's current stinky virtue is what you spoiled!"

Lu Daichuan was very innocent, "Why are the five of us who are his masters together? Why do you say that they are all caused by me? Besides, Ruxing, do you really think that I had spoiled him back then?"

Ru Xingheng glanced at him and stopped talking.

Of course not. When Xiao Jue went up the mountain, he was very young. When he was fourteen years old, he was just a teenager. But in the past ten years, I am afraid that there would be no day of relaxation. Xiao Zhongwu knew very well that he would take on the future of the Xiao family and embark on such a lonely and difficult road. He asked the five of them to teach and train Xiao Jue in the most rigorous way.

Only by enduring the unbearable nature of ordinary people can we get the unbearable nature of ordinary people. Everyone in the world says that Xiao Zhongwu is very lucky. The eldest young master has been born so outstanding, and the second young master is even better. If it weren't for his cold and hard temperament, he would have to compare all the men of the Great Wei Dynasty. However, no one knows what kind of life Xiao Jue lived in those years on the mountain.

That is definitely not a pleasure.

Masters are all human beings, not real gods, and have seven emotions and six desires. Sometimes when you see a little child, you can't help feeling compassion, but you can't show it. In the long run, Xiao Jue's attachment to his masters is not too deep. Since he went down the mountain, he has not had too many contacts on weekdays except for going up the mountain once a year as usual.

Lu Daichuan understands very well. Who can have any good face for a person who has been tortured and scolded since childhood and left himself in a formation and kept in a confinement?

Xiao Jue did not come back to take revenge and was already well-educated.

"It's good," Lu Daichuan clasped his hands together, "I was worried that he had been in the mountains for a long time, and his temperament was raised to be introverted and cold. He could not be beaten for a bachelor's life and ended up alone. Now he finally felt relieved. If this kid didn't marry a wife because of our relationship, the sin would be great, and fortunately, Amitabha."

Ruxing gave him a blank look: "How is that girl?"

Lu Daichuan: "What's the matter?"

"Have you seen that girl?" Ruxing asked impatiently, "The girl in the Shen family has been chasing the dead boy for so many years, but she has not been moved by the dead boy. But she has been attracted by this girl and even ordered me to embroider her wedding dress. I want to know what is extraordinary about this girl?" She stroked her hair, "Is it beautiful to me?"

Lu Daichuan laughed twice, "He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is in his prime. Your half foot has entered the soil, how can you compare?"

"Have you not tasted the taste of being beaten for a long time?" Ruxing smiled.

"I'm joking," Lu Daichuan coughed lightly, "I look pretty good at that girl. You should believe Huai Jin's eyes."

"Men's vision has never been true." Ruxing looked at him disdainfully.

"You must believe the sword's vision." Lu Daichuan smiled slightly, "Huaijin's Yin Qiujian likes her very much."

"What?"

"That day she came to help Huaijin get the repaired Yinqiu sword. When the sword came to her hand, I could feel that Yinqiu Jian liked her. I have been in the mountain for many years and I have seen more swords than I have seen. Yinqiu follows his master, and Yinqiu likes Miss Xiaohe, so she must be good."

After a while of silence, Ruxing said, "I can't say that the sword has been on the battlefield for a long time and I don't know anything about it."

"It's boring to say that." Lu Daichuan said: "Do you know what you look like now? You're like a sarcastic and mean mother-in-law who is dissatisfied with the bride entering the door."

"Who do you think is evil mother-in-law?" Ruxing's eyes were filled with murderous aura when he looked at him.

"I said, you should take it a little more relaxed." Lu Daichuan said: "Huaijin, a child, has a better view of people than you and me. Since he likes Miss Xiaohe, we are elders, so we should support us. Huaijin, although we treat us coldly on weekdays, you know that we have been safe and sound for so many years and have no messy things to bother us. "

Ruxing doesn't speak.

"It's not in vain that General Xiao entrusted him to us now that he can get married and get married." Lu Daichuan sighed.

The cool breeze in the hall reminds people of the night on the mountain back then. The young man practiced swords with a pretty face. As he practiced, he grew up in a blink of an eye.

Ruxing was silent for a moment, got up and walked out, and Lu Daichuan called her: "Hey, where are you going?"

"Of course I'm back!" Ruxing gritted his teeth and said, "Help your damn apprentice embroidering wedding dresses. I've really taught a debt collector. I finally managed to get out of the way and sent someone down the mountain. Now that I'm about to get married, I've come back to cause trouble for me!"

"The first embroiderer of the Great Wei Dynasty," Lu Daichuan said with a smile behind him: "The embroidered wedding dress is of course the best in the world."

"That's natural," Ruxing's voice also had a smile, "I hope that girl deserves my skills."

...

He Yan didn't know about Xiao Jue's invitation to embroider He Yan's wedding dress. Bai Rongwei asked someone to come over and say that Xiao Jue was already preparing for the wedding dress. He Sui and He Yunsheng were still a little uncomfortable, so there was no woman's wedding dress for her husband's family. He Yan felt that Xiao Jue was really considerate. Knowing that she was not good at doing such things, she took it over, which made her happy.

The wedding date was finally set at the tenth day of the Lunar New Year.

The Xiao family’s wedding invitation has been sent out, and everyone in Manshuojing knows it. There are not so many relatives and friends in the He family. At most, He Sui made a few friends on the lieutenant field when he was still a lieutenant. He Sui felt that there were not many people coming to watch the ceremony at his parents’ home. He has been worried these days, and He Yan did not think that this is a big deal. Getting married is not about fighting, so the more people, the better.

Besides, she didn't want to be watched like a monkey.

She will put the marriage aside for the time being, because there are more important things right now.

The Utu messenger finally came to Beijing this winter.

On the first day of entering Beijing, Emperor Wenxuan accepted the apology they offered and accepted the wish for peace brought by the Utuan envoy.

When He Yan heard the news, although he was not surprised, he did not expect it to be so fast. Emperor Wenxuan's heart was biased towards peace, which was not a good thing for her and Xiao Jue.
To be continued...