Seeing Prince Jin accompanying Chen Yi, Jiang Changning showed no emotion at all. As if he didn't see Prince Jin and the others, he turned around lightly and headed towards the river holding the lotus lantern.

Just as King Jin was about to chase after him, Chen Yi said, "Why is the Lord of Chun'an County wearing men's clothes? He is deviant."

"What's wrong with a woman wearing men's clothing?" King Jin said in a cold tone, raised his legs and left.

Chen Yi wanted to say something, but King Jin had already walked away.

Although King Jin chased her quickly, Jiang Changning was not walking slowly, and he missed her tracks again.

Fortunately, he knew that Jiang Changning had bought a river lantern and would definitely put it out, so he went directly to the river to look for the person.

There are people coming and going on the street, and there are countless people wearing light blue clothes.

I looked around and saw no beauty.

The evening breeze is gentle, carrying water vapor and a faint fragrance of fat.

The so-called beauty is on the side of the water.

King Jin found Jiang Changning who was standing by the river, holding a lamp and making a wish.

The willow branches are fluttering in the wind, the river surface is sparkling, and the person standing in the shadow of the lamp is slim and graceful.

Jiang Changning bent down and put down the lotus lantern. With a gentle push of his hand, the lotus lantern floated towards the middle of the river.

"Girl, Prince Jin is over there. He has been watching you for a long time." Xiulan whispered.

Jiang Changning raised his eyes and saw a handsome man in moon-white brocade clothes, standing with his hands tied, a smile on his lips and gentle eyes.

A poem suddenly appeared in my mind. I raised my glass and looked at the blue sky, which was as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind.

His appearance is indeed good, but he is too carefree.

Jiang Changning withdrew his gaze, "It's late, let's go back."

After saying that, he turned around and left without hesitation.

"Jiang... County..." King Jin called softly, but felt it was inappropriate.

After chasing for a few steps, Jiang Changning was already far away as the guards stopped him.

"Didn't she see me?" King Jin seemed to ask himself and his followers.

"Lamp shadows, moon shadows, and numerous human figures dazzled people's eyes, so the county master did not see the prince." Chang Youzhong analyzed.

King Jin pondered for a moment, "But why do I think she is angry?"

angry?

Does the county owner have one?

Chang Youzhong said: "Your Majesty, this is a big festival. The county master should be very happy when he comes out to play. There is nothing to be angry about."

King Jin was not sure whether Jiang Changning really rolled his eyes, so he had to look around again, but this time he couldn't find anyone, so he had to go back to the palace.

Not long after King Jin entered the study and sat down, the maid brought sobering soup and midnight snacks.

The mourning concubine Qiao would use the small kitchen to prepare supper for King Jin every day.

"What is a midnight snack?" Chang Youzhong asked.

The maid replied: "They are small wontons in chicken soup."

"No need for the sobering soup, I didn't drink today." Chang Youzhong brought the small wontons in.

King Jin waved his hand, "If you don't want to eat it, take it out."

It seems that the prince is quite depressed because he was unable to speak to the Lord of Chun'an County!

Mrs. Qiao soon learned from the kitchen that King Jin did not drink hangover soup or eat midnight snacks.

"Your Majesty, is he feeling unwell or in a bad mood?" Qiao asked.

"Your Majesty, I don't know," the maid replied.

"How do Chang Youzhong and Cao Jiang look on their faces?" Qiao asked next.

"usual."

"Did you hear them say they were out meeting someone tonight?"

"My servant never heard it."

Mrs. Qiao asked seven or eight questions, but didn't get the answers she wanted, so she sent the maid away in a dignified manner.

Two days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the embroiderer from the Knitting Department came with a wedding dress.

The size is not bad at all, it is quite suitable, but Jiang Changning said: "Wide it by three inches. On the day of the wedding, the weather is already cold, so I have to thicken the clothes inside."

"The county chief has thought carefully," the embroiderer said with a flattering smile.

"Thank you for your hard work. Please change it." Jiang Changning took off Zhai's clothes and put on his own clothes under the service of the maid.

"It is a blessing for slaves to be able to make clothes for the county lord." The embroiderer said with a smile.

"The weather is hot, drink some iced juice and then go back to the palace." Jiang Changning said politely.

"Thank you, Lord County, for the reward." The embroiderer bowed her knees.

Jiang Changning left with a smile, and a maid greeted them and stuffed their purses.

These people in the palace seem to be ordinary, but in fact they are not simple and complicated. Who knows which temple leader is effective, so if you can not offend, you will not offend.

Zhao Xifang also understood the principle that the king of hell is easy to meet but the devil is difficult to deal with. When the embroiderer from the Knitting Department came to measure her for clothes, the Zhao family treated her well and did not dare to offend her.

After taking the measurements, Zhao Xifang said casually: "I didn't expect that the wedding dress of Lord Chun'an County would be ready so quickly. I thought it would have to wait a little longer."

She always thought that the position of Princess Jin would be within Song Yirou's pocket.

But she didn't expect that she would be snatched away by an orphan girl who appeared out of nowhere. Song Yirou had been coveting her for so long, but failed. It was really satisfying.

I thought Song Yirou would be noisy, but Song Yirou is as quiet as a chicken, which is really puzzling.

But with Song Yirou's temperament, she won't just be like this.

When she was in the palace, she paid attention to Jiang Changning, who had outstanding appearance, but because Jiang Changning's family background was ordinary, she didn't take it seriously.

Now Jiang Changning not only became the step-concubine of King Jin, her rank was the same as hers, but she was also granted the title of County Lord.

Zhao Xifang smiled, she was looking forward to Song Yirou facing off against the Chun'an County Lord, it would be a great show.

"The Princess of Chun'an County's wedding dress didn't change much, so she did it so quickly." The embroiderer replied with a smile.

"The work done by your craftsmanship is excellent, but there are still some improvements that need to be made." Zhao Xifang smiled flatteringly.

"Thank you for the compliment, Miss." the embroiderer said with a smile.

Of course, not everyone will take these "lowly" embroiderers seriously.

When the embroiderer from the Knitting Department finished making clothes for Zhao Xifang and then went to the Song family to make Song Yirou's wedding dress, she was ignored.

Song Yirou stood there impatiently and asked the embroiderer to measure her body, and told the maid, "Tell them my measurements and let them make them according to them."

Not to mention the silver reward, even tea and snacks were not prepared. The embroiderers were dissatisfied, "I am just a county princess, what can I be proud of."

"She didn't let us take measurements, so the wedding dress didn't fit her. We can't blame her."

"With her unreasonable temperament, how can she not blame us? You are really overthinking."

"What should we do?"

"If it doesn't fit, change it. If it doesn't fit, there's nothing we can do about it, right?"

"That's right."

The three embroiderers looked at each other and smiled, and they had reached a tacit agreement to make Song Yirou an ill-fitting wedding dress.

On the second day of September, Zhuang Qingyu got married.

On the afternoon of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang Changning returned to the banker's house with Shu Fei and Fu Cui under the protection of Xiao Chun and several female guards.

"There's no need for this, the banker is not like a dragon in a tiger's den." Jiang Changning said with a smile.

"It's almost the same. What if the dealer takes the risk and seizes the girl?" Fu Cui was reluctant to return to the dealer, but she was worried about Jiang Changning.

Jiang Changning was willing to come to visit again. Mrs. Zhuang was quite satisfied and said to her son in private: "She still has some conscience."

"Perhaps she has figured out that when she gets married, we have to ask our banker to step in for her. She is an orphan who has not left the court, so she can't do anything." Zhuang Shenmao analyzed.

"You don't need to hold Qiao over this matter, she said it, you promise her." Old Mrs. Zhuang warned.

"She should tell mother that we all listen to mother." Zhuang Shenmao looked at his younger brother and said with a smile.

Mrs. Zhuang was very satisfied with her son's answer and waited for Jiang Changning to come to her and beg her.

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Chapter completed!