Mo Yanliang

Chapter 65 Jiacheng County Chief Yan Jingshu
With enough Jade Blood Pills, Li's remaining poison was quickly cleared up, and after a few days of feeding, Li's health was completely restored.

Although the prices in Xiucheng are high, the situation is far more peaceful and stable than in Lincheng, and the neighbors are also very kind. Li and Du Juan quickly adapted to life here.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong at home and no suspicious people around, Yan Jingshen bid farewell to his mother and set off for Fengcheng.

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After solving the troubles brought by Gu Yannan, the marriage between Xia Fanshuang and Li Yuanyu was finally settled, and the wedding date was set on the sixth day of April next year.

Li Yuanyu is now King Yasu, so the marriage cannot be done according to his own ideas, but there is a whole set of etiquette and rules.

After lingering in the capital for a few more days, he bid farewell to everyone in the Xia family and planned to return to Yasu City to arrange the wedding.

When Fenghuang heard that he was leaving, he rewarded him with a lot of property.

After Li Yuanyu left, the two wives of the Xia family began to prepare the dowry.

The girl's family couldn't move around after getting married, so Xia Fanshuang moved back to her yard.

Xia's family has a sewing room, and the embroiderers' craftsmanship is among the best in Fengguo.

Xia Fanshuang's female celebrities are not bad, but they are still far behind.

Marrying like this once in her life, she certainly hopes that her wedding dress will be exquisite and enviable.

Taking Xia Yueliang to the warehouse to pick out the best fabrics, and choosing the most favorite group among the dazzling patterns, the two sisters went to the sewing room together.

Xia Yueliang reluctantly stayed with her for a few days, it was really too much for her.

No matter what age women are, they all have the same problems.

In her previous life, she was too busy with work, so she didn't have any good girlfriends, but she had quite a few assistants and secretaries.

Several of them were around her age, and they usually had a good relationship.

The difference is that she has been a mother for a long time, and they are not ready to get married until they are around thirty.

So they all used their experience as an excuse to always let her accompany them to choose wedding dresses.

Style, fabric, brand, price...

Every time after tossing, she felt that a large piece of her brain cells were about to die.

I thought this life would be better, one is that I am still young, and it is not time to worry about these things; the other is that girls in this era mostly do their own wedding dresses, so there is no need for others to worry about them.

Unexpectedly, Xia Fanshuang would never discuss important matters with others in his life, but he had to ask her to help make up his mind on such trivial matters.

The most frustrating thing is that, after others have thought about it for her for a long time, she still insists on her own ideas very stubbornly in the end.

Isn't this sick?

Xia Yueliang didn't bother to talk to her, and went back to Xuexiao Garden by herself.

With this free time, she might as well go to her grandmother's place to enjoy flowers and cats, so she doesn't want to worry about herself!
Xia Fanshuang didn't bother with her, and was still enthusiastically tossing about her wedding dress.

Early the next morning, Xia Yueliang went to her grandmother's yard.

I saw Tuan'er curled up beside the old lady, with food residues on the corners of his mouth, as if he was fatter than before.

She wiped its mouth clean with a veil, pretending to be disgusted, and said: "Grandmother can't get used to this little thing anymore. It's only been a few days since I saw it, and it has grown into a piece of dough."

Dough is the heart of the old lady, how could she hear such words.

She patted her little granddaughter's hand: "I just like to get used to it. If you have the ability, you should eat more, and it will grow into a dough!"

"Oh, look at our old lady's heartache, the granddaughter dare not mess with Dough anymore."

The old lady gave her a blank look: "Why are you suddenly free today, aren't you busy all day long?"

"Second sister is making the wedding dress, what am I doing next?" Xia Yueliang leaned back on the chair and muttered.

Seeing that she was a bit sleepy, the old lady smiled and said: "What are the children doing at home all day, and it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, and you didn't say anything about going out to play with your friends.

When grandma was your age, she wished she could sneak out of the house every day. "

Hearing her talking about her youth, Xia Yueliang suddenly became interested.

"When you were my age, your grandfather should still be studying at the Shen family, right?"

"That's right. At that time your grandfather was a few years younger than Lang Ge'er, so he could read very well."

Xia Yueliang came to her side, smiled and said: "Then you sneak out to play every day, is your grandfather accompanying you?"

The old lady pinched her cheek: "You poor-mouthed child, if your grandfather goes out to play with me every day, he won't be punished?"

The grandfather and grandson were talking and laughing when Hong Liao walked in with Ming Jia.

"Old lady, Miss San." The two saluted together.

The old lady looked at Mingjia with a smile: "Sister Liang just came here and you chased after a while. Could it be that you are afraid that the old man will not give her food?"

Ming Jia blushed and said: "Go back to the old lady, the Jiacheng County Lord sent someone to pass the post to the girl, and Prince Xing'an just returned to the mansion with the fourth master, saying that he wanted to discuss something with the girl."

"It's the county lord and the eldest son, our sister Liang is busier than your grandfather!"

This was of course a joke. The old lady was actually very happy when someone came to find her little granddaughter.

Sister Liang is different from Sister Shuang. Although she is smart, her personality is too stable, she doesn't even look like a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

She doesn't ask her granddaughters to bring any glory to the family, she just wants them to live an easy life.

It's not a good thing to stay at home all day and not socialize with outsiders for a long time.

The heir of Prince Xing'an is fine, the boy's family contacts are easy to be criticized by others.

The Lord of Jiacheng County has a lively and cheerful personality, and she does not have the stink problems of the noble daughters of the clan, but she is a girl worth dating.

Hearing that the county lord of Jiacheng had returned, Xia Yueliang was also somewhat happy.

She stood up and said, "Granddaughter, go and have a look, and come over to have dinner with you later."

The old lady smiled and said, "Go, isn't it possible that grandma can't even eat without you?"

Xia Yueliang pouted.

These words seem to think she is superfluous!
She blessed the body: "Then the granddaughter will leave first."

The two master and servant walked out of the main room, Xia Yueliang hurriedly asked: "When did Jingshu come back?"

It has been seven years since she came to Beijing for the first time, and she can count the noble girls in Beijing and China who have been in contact with each other with a single slap.

As for friends, only Yan Jingshu, the magistrate of Jiacheng County of Shoukang Palace, has some kind of friendship.

The reason why the two have such friendship, of course, could not be Xia Yueliang's initiative, but Yan Jingshu's cheeky posting.

After a long time, Xia Yueliang got to know her a little better, got used to her existence, and gradually became friends.

King Shoukang is Fenghuang's younger brother. Although he is not the same mother, the relationship between the two has always been good.

He doesn't have any real power in his hands, but compared to other suppressed royal family members, the life of Shoukang Palace is much better.

But his life is easy, which doesn't mean that Yan Jingshu, the eldest granddaughter, is living comfortably.

In fact, in Yan Jingshu's 13 years of life, there were only a few days of real comfort.

(End of this chapter)