NCCnovel Chapter 128 The wife follows the husband!
Chapter 128 The wife follows the husband!
It was already past noon when they returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Zuo San showed the special token of the Six Princes' Palace to the person guarding the city gate before he let them enter the city.
Shengjing City opens at the beginning of Maoshi (5am) and closes at the end of Wushi (9pm). This is because it is the closest big city to the imperial capital. Other remote towns usually close their gates at the end of Youshi (7pm).
When we arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, we were surprised to find that it was still brightly lit at this late hour, with people coming and going and moving things here and there.
Mu Qingqing walked into the courtyard with a confused look on her face. Before she could ask any questions, Butler He came up to her cheerfully and said, "Miss, you are back. There is a happy event in the mansion today! A great joy is waiting for you!"
Mu Qingqing was even more confused. What happy event was there that she didn't know about? It was too early to get married, and her husband was still on his way back to Beijing. My mother had a second child? That wasn't right, this was my father's happy event. What other happy event was there? A pie in the sky?
Oh, don’t think about it anymore. You’ll know when you get there.
The plump and kind-hearted Mu Qingqing followed behind housekeeper He happily, welcoming her own happy event.
When I arrived at the main hall, I found that the prime minister and his wife were sitting upright in the main seats.
The two of them were talking and laughing while looking at the posts in their hands, and it was unclear what they were discussing.
"Mother, father." Mu Qingqing rushed forward and put her arms around Qin Yao's waist from behind.
"Look at you, kid. You're about to get married, but you're still so impatient." Qin Yao turned around and lightly tapped Mu Qingqing's forehead.
"Mom~~" Mu Qingqing acted coquettishly and refused to let go.
The Prime Minister coughed twice, his face slightly red as he said, "Qing'er, don't bother your mother. What if your mother is really pregnant as you said..."
After all, I have been working hard every night and working overtime until dawn in the past few nights. Maybe Yaoer is already pregnant with a baby?
Don’t mention it, Prime Minister Mu’s sixth sense is quite accurate, but----it’s not a baby…
Qin Yao's cheeks turned slightly red, and she angrily gave the Prime Minister a 360-degree rotation massage on the itchy spot on her waist.
She said shyly, "Look at you, you old pervert! What are you saying in front of my daughter?"
The cheeky Mu Qingqing came forward and said, "It's okay to say anything! Your daughter will listen! By the way, mother, it's so late today, why don't you two know how to do this or that in the bedroom..."
Qin Yao, whose cheeks had finally returned to normal, blushed again when her pink-fleshed little girl said that. "Look at you, you frivolous little thing. I see you learned all this from your eccentric father. When you get married in the future, you can't be like this at home, talking nonsense like that in your husband's family."
"Don't worry, my daughter." Seeing that her mother was about to lose her temper, Mu Qingqing immediately acted like a caring little girl and became a good girl.
"You've come just in time," Prime Minister Mu said, taking his wife's slender waist from Mu Qingqing's clutches. "Today, the Emperor sent Eunuch De to the palace to issue an imperial decree concerning your marriage to the Sixth Prince."
"What?" Mu Qingqing's bright eyes almost became cross-eyed. "Didn't the imperial decree granting the marriage be issued a long time ago? Does the emperor want to break off the engagement? Then my one million taels of silver... no, with Fu Renjie's, the two million taels of silver would be wasted, wouldn't it?"
"Look how anxious you are!" Qin Yao glanced at Mu Qingqing with amusement, "Why are you so anxious about those golden and silver things? Why aren't you worried about the Sixth Prince being robbed by someone?"
"The Sixth Prince flew away, it's okay! Four-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged men are plenty!" Mu Qingqing argued angrily, "But that white silver is a real good thing. If it goes down the drain, it might as well cost me my life!"
When Zuo San heard that there were plenty of men with two legs, he frowned and exchanged glances with Zuo Si: Let's just pretend we didn't hear this! If it gets to the master's ears...
Zuo Si nodded with great understanding: This is nonsense! I still want to live a few more years! I don’t want to be sent back to the Anbu to be retrained by my master!
"You! You haven't even finished listening to the words, but you're already so anxious and thinking about all sorts of things. What are you doing? Look at this pretty little face, it's as anxious as a red apple." Qin Yao looked at her precious daughter's anxious expression and joked.
"Mother, it's already this time and you still have the mood to tease your daughter!" Mu Qingqing refused.
"Okay, okay, stop bothering your mother. Come here to your father and let him explain it to you in detail." Prime Minister Mu tried to smooth things over for his beloved wife.
Mu Qingqing quickly turned to the side of Prime Minister Mu, sat on the small round chair beside him, and looked up at her father with her big black eyes.
Prime Minister Mu handed the red card in his hand to Mu Qingqing: "This is the marriage certificate between you and the Sixth Prince. When Eunuch De came to read the imperial edict today, the Minister of Rites came with him to perform the three letters and six engagements."
Sister Mu looked at the red marriage certificate. She recognized all the words on it, but what the hell was going on with the phrase “the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month is a suitable date for marriage”?
Didn't we say that we would get married after the New Year? Didn't we say that we would wait until the Sixth Prince returned to Beijing to see the Emperor before choosing a date for the wedding?
This will take at least one or two months!
How come I was caught off guard now: the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month! Isn't there only half a month left?
What about his own business plans (the original Yanzhi Building and other buildings were not demolished and rebuilt), his career as a miracle doctor (it is impossible for him to go out to practice medicine and save lives on his wedding day), and his own mercenary team (the prototype is just in place, and the software in it needs to be developed by himself)...
Isn't it all in vain? It's impossible for me to go out and about every day with the title of the Sixth Princess, right? (Well, it's not impossible)
I’m just afraid that my future husband won’t agree. I can’t really catch him, press him to the ground and rub him hard until he agrees to let his wife run away every day, right?
Just think of it as a ball of wool - so tangled!
Future husband Ye Nanli: Madam, you think too much! After you marry me, you can do whatever you want! If you kill someone, I will hand you the knife! If you set a fire, I will hand you the fire! In short, it can be summed up in one sentence - the wife follows the husband!
Unfortunately, Mu Qingqing couldn't hear Ye Nanli's thoughts. At this moment, she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. She stood up and paced back and forth anxiously.
"Qing'er," Qin Yao called gently, "Stop spinning like a top. You're spinning like a top and it's making me dizzy."
Mu Qingqing stopped in her tracks and asked, "Father, did the imperial edict really say that my daughter should be married on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month?"
"How could this be fake? The imperial edict is placed on the table in the back hall. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself." Prime Minister Mu said coldly, as if he was looking at his own daughter.
"That doesn't mean there's only half a month left. Is it enough time?" Mu Qingqing asked with a sad face.
"The Ministry of Rites has started the three matchmakers and six betrothal procedures today, so we will definitely make it in time. Your mother has already prepared your dowry, including your wedding dress..."
"What's wrong with the wedding dress? You can't ask me to embroider it myself, right?" Mu Qingqing asked anxiously.
If I really have to embroider a wedding dress, I might as well not get married!
"How is this possible?" Qin Yao held Mu Qingqing's hand, and said in a gentle voice with soft eyebrows and eyes: "Generally, unmarried girls will embroider a wedding dress for themselves, a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered pillows, and a dragon and phoenix quilt. But you are a royal daughter-in-law, and the wedding dress will be prepared by the Ministry of Rites. You just need to finish with the next stitch as a token of your appreciation."
"Huh, it's okay!" Mu Qingqing patted her chest in fear.