Chapter 227: Formal Attire

rds as cold and piercing as ever."Other women won't do, but she..." Old Madam Liu held a sword in one hand and twisted Qin Luo'yan's face with the other, forcing her to face Fu Zimu. "Look at her fac...Qin LuoYan was half-pushed and half-led out of the small kitchen by Dr. Chen, and had no choice but to shake her head helplessly as she walked back. However, as soon as she reached the courtyard, she saw from afar that there were indeed several snacks on the small round table in her room. But beside the small round table, two people were already sitting. Fu ZiMo was facing away from her, only his back could be seen, and opposite him, facing the doorway, was Yun XiaoYing.

Yun Xiaoxue blushed and brought a piece of pastry to Fu Zimo's face with her chopsticks. Although Qin Luoyan couldn't see Fu Zimo's expression, when Yun Xiaoxue withdrew her chopsticks, they were empty, meaning he had eaten it.

"Fu Zimo, are you in my room Are you that impatient" Qin Luoyan curled the corners of her mouth with a touch of misery, how long had it been How could she forget what kind of ruthless person Fu Zimo was

As expected, a man's gentle tenderness is poison. When you gradually fall in love with the sweet taste of the poison, you suddenly realize that this sweetness can unknowingly devour your soul.

She didn't continue walking towards the room, but turned and walked towards another room instead.

Jin Mu saw her, then glanced at the situation inside the house. His face darkened, and he called out to Qin Luo Yan, "Qin girl..."

Qin Luo'yan turned back, pulling out a forced smile and saying, "I'm fine, I just miss Xiaoyijing a little, so I went to see if Qingzhu was taking good care of him."

The past two days, Little Imperial Consort's care was entrusted to Qingzhu. Everyone in the courtyard was someone Fu ZiMo trusted. Perhaps because of that incident, any unstable factors had already been removed. Therefore, Fu ZiMo hadn't been clingy these days, constantly holding onto Little Imperial Consort. However, he didn't let Little Imperial Consort leave the main courtyard either.

The wet nurse held Little Yu Jing on the bed, feeding her milk. Qing Zhu stood by, attending to them. When Qin Luo Yan entered, she quickly bowed. The wet nurse also stood up and bowed. Qin Luo Yan waved her hand hastily, motioning for her not to be polite; it was important to feed Little Yu Jing.

“Has he been behaving himself these past two days” Qin Luoyan sat beside the wet nurse, reaching out to poke Xiao Yujing’s cheek. The fair skin immediately recovered after her finger was released, that tender and elastic feeling was truly irresistible.

She couldn't help but smile, but then she remembered that this action was Fu Zimo's favorite, and her smile stiffened again involuntarily.

Fortunately, Qingzhu's response to her question broke the awkward memory. "A few days ago, the young master only ate his mother's milk and refused to eat the wet nurse's milk. Since you went to the palace, there was no way. He was hungry for two meals before he agreed to eat again. These past few days, he has gotten used to it, and there is nothing more to worry about."

"That's good." Qin Luoyan smiled and nodded, forgetting much of the previous discomfort she felt when watching Fu Zimu and Yun Xiaoxing. Seeing that the wet nurse had finished feeding, she took Xiao Yujing over. Xiao Yujing seemed to feel his mother's approach and giggled happily. His little hands kept waving, making Qin Luoyan laugh again.

Even Qīngzhú, moved by the harmonious scene before her, smiled and said: “It seems no matter what, the young master still prefers his own mother. I and the wet nurse hold him every day, but haven't seen him this happy.”

Her words pleased Qin Luoyan. Qin Luoyan felt extremely guilty towards Xiao Yujing in her heart. She didn't seem like a qualified mother. Since giving birth to him, she hadn't properly fulfilled her duties as a mother for even a few days. Now seeing that Xiao Yujing still liked her, how could she not be happy

"By the way, Madam..." Qingzhu seemed to want to speak but hesitated.

Qin Luoyan raised her head to look at her, "Qingzhu, just say what you have to say. You know I've always been a straightforward person."

"The bamboo nodded slightly, and then said: 'There are only a few days left until the wedding of the prince and his wife. It seems that the wife has not yet prepared her wedding dress...' "

"A gown" Qin Luoyan's face was filled with surprise, an involuntary flush rising on her cheeks. "Should I be the one to prepare a gown"

Qingzhu, hearing this, was even more puzzled. "Didn't the elders in your family tell you when you were at home A woman's wedding attire should be sewn stitch by stitch by the bride herself. This brings good luck and also shows her embroidery skills to her husband's family. However, the imperial marriage was very hasty, so it is understandable that Madam didn't have time to embroider the dress herself. It's just because of this custom, perhaps the steward did not prepare it..."

“I understand, thank you, Qingzhu.” Qin Luoyan didn’t expect there to be such rules. In the General’s Mansion, she was an illegitimate daughter who was ignored. Her mother had died young, so no one would tell her these things. Even the general's wife wished for her misfortune. So she really didn't know about these things. Apparently, there were so many rules for a woman when she formally married.

Looking back now, she seemed so simple and naive when she first entered the palace.

Of course, she knew Qing Zhu was being kind by telling her these things in advance, so she became even closer to Qing Zhu.

Since making a dress herself was out of the question, she had a few days to spare. She thought about the large clothing stores in town; they must have some suitable options. "Qingzhu, do you know which are the most famous clothing stores in town"

"Madam, are you thinking of buying a wedding dress I happen to know that if Madam goes out, I have to accompany you. The King has ordered that your safety is my responsibility from now on," Qingzhu guessed her thoughts and immediately stated her position.

Qin Luoyan nodded, it would be more convenient to have Qingzhu take her there.

"My lady, when shall we go then" Qingzhu asked again.

Qin Luo turned her head to glance out the window. It was a good day today, "Why don't we go today"

Qīngzhú was startled, then bowed respectfully and accepted the order.

Qin Luoyan amused Xiao Yujing for a while, and then Xiao Yujing became a little tired. After yawning a few times, he fell asleep again. Yujing was still young, and most of the day was spent sleeping. She handed Xiao Yujing to the wet nurse, Qingzhu changed several other maidservants to wait on him, and then followed her to prepare to go out.

Just then, as the two walked to the door, they saw Yun Xiaoxue walking towards the garden with Fu Zimu's arm in hers. Yun Xiaoxue walked while turning her head and smiling gently at Fu Zimu.

Fu Zi Mo didn't turn his head to look at her, but he also didn't shake off Yun Xiao Ying's hand that was holding his.

Seeing this scene, a trace of loss unconsciously flashed in Qin Luoyan's eyes, but her proud self did not reveal the slightest timid expression.

But Qingzhu couldn't help but frown.

"Let's go." Qin Luoyan didn't say anything, turned around and walked towards the direction of leaving the mansion, without looking back at the two people who were leaning against each other and walking towards the garden.

Qing Zhu kept staring at Fu Zi Mo's retreating figure, a hint of subtle confusion in her eyes.

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