As we entered late autumn, for several days, the endless autumn rain floated in the sky, beating against the treetops and eaves, making the entire brocade shrouded in the hazy rain curtain.

When Ye Zhaoyan woke up from a nightmare, there was still wind and rain outside, and the raindrops fell on the green tiles, making sounds.

She sat up straight, raised her hand to wipe the sweat beads on her forehead, and her heart felt empty, as if she had lost something.

The dream of last night is still vivid in my mind. In the dream, she was wearing a bright red wedding dress and bumped gently in the softness. Someone gently held her hand and led her forward. The hands were soft and slender, which made her feel at ease.

As she walked into a quiet room, the veil was lifted, revealing the face of King Qing, which scared her to fall to the ground. She wanted to rush out of the room, but the man's hand firmly locked her up...

....

Ye Zhaoyan covered his chest, took a deep breath, lifted the bedding, stepped out of the bed barefoot.

"Miss!" Zhuyu's voice came from the courtyard, followed by a cold wind rushing towards him, making Ye Zhaoyan tremble all over.

"Miss, please wear your shoes quickly, don't catch a cold." Zhuyu said caringly and handed a post to Ye Zhaoyan.

Ye Zhaoyan took it and found that it was an invitation sent by the Prince Zhuo Mansion, and invited her to attend the banquet at the Prince Zhuo Mansion three days later.

There is no other information.

"Does the person who sent the invitation say why?"

Zhu Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that it was Princess Zhu who wanted everyone to go to Princes Zhu's Mansion to have fun, and many officials and families have received posts."

The Zhuo Prince's Mansion is a king of a different surname, and can be regarded as a royal family. Although he is not as powerful as the Qing King, he is still a famous nobleman of the dynasty, and he is on par with the Grand Tutor and even the Chief Auxiliary of the dynasty Li Xiang.

The purpose of inviting everyone to promote something big.

Ye Zhaoyan's fingers holding the invitation gradually closed, and a dark light flashed through his eyes.

She lowered her eyelids, put the invitation into her sleeves, stood up and said lightly: "I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first."

The sound was exhausted, and it seemed that I had not had a good sleep all night.

After washing up, Ye Zhaoyan sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the dark and ink-like eyes in the bronze mirror and were slightly stunned.

The girl in the mirror has beautiful facial features, cold face, and a touch of heroic spirit between her eyebrows, just like a female general walking out of the scroll to take off her battle robe.

Zhuyu brought warm water to serve Ye Zhaoyan to cleanse his face and make up. Finally, he took out a brand new embroidered gold-lined cloud-patterned skirt. "Mrs. I specially ordered the skirt made by the needle and thread room. Is it suitable or not?"

Ye Zhaoyan reached out to take it, looked down at it, the skirt was exquisitely crafted, and the gold and silver threads inlaid on it were shining with sparkling light, which was very valuable at first glance. The skirt was embroidered with blooming orchids.

, lifelike, as if it was about to fly out.

The material is Yunxia satin, the fabric is smooth and smooth, making it extremely comfortable to wear when worn.

Ye Zhaoyan pulled up the hem of the skirt, revealing her arms as smooth as snow-rooted. The skirt was dragging the floor, making her skin look white and tender. A light blue long skirt outlined the exquisite concave curves, and the corners of the skirt

The tassels were covered with tassels, and as she moved, the tassels swayed gently, as if a butterfly was flying, which was very beautiful.

This dress is as if it is tailor-made when worn on her.

"Miss is so beautiful, even better than before he went to the war..." Zhuyu was stunned and praised.

I thought Ye Zhaoyan would have a rough complexion when he returned from the battlefield, and described him as losing weight, but unexpectedly, he grew up and had a lot of aura that he had never had before, and his posture was even better than before.

"Why did my mother ask someone to make such a gorgeous dress?" Ye Zhaoyan said in confusion. Although Ye Fugui Suai arranged clothes for her, he rarely was so extravagant.

Zhu Yu's smile suffocated and said carefully: "Madam...Madam said that the lady may be about marriage, so she needs to dress up better, so she should not be looked down upon..."

"So that's how it is..." Ye Zhaoyan pursed his lips, and regret flowed in his eyes. I guess Ye Fugui had expected the ending of Ye Zhaoyan's having to get married, so he did this.

Maybe he looks better. Which son of a noble family can propose marriage to the Ye family before the King of Qing made a decision?

This was Ye Fugui's lucky idea, but Ye Zhaoyan did not agree with it.

At such a critical moment, no one will be in trouble to compete with the King of Qing.

"This dress is very beautiful. I can't use it for the time being, so I'd better change it." Ye Zhaoyan took off the necklace that matched between his neck.

Zhuyu felt very sorry when she saw this, "It took a lot of time for the wife to make this skirt. If she changed it, it would be a pity..."

Ye Zhaoyan was silent for a while, and finally took off his skirt and changed into a white dress. His hair was tied up high, and two hairpins were inserted diagonally, looking elegant and simple.

"Help me dress up."

Zhuyu nodded quickly, "Yes, Miss..."

Ye Zhaoyan sat in front of the bronze mirror and looked at the woman in the mirror. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her lips were as elixir-containing, and her skin was blown and could be broken, like a creamy jade.

She looked at it for a while and sighed slightly in her heart. She was old again in this life, but she never promised a good marriage.

It would be fine if she stayed in the boudoir forever. Unfortunately, she was the daughter of the Ye family and was forced to make military contributions for her grandfather, which made people jealous and was forced to accept an inexplicable marriage.

She knew the thoughts of Emperor Donglin's brothers and asked her Ye family to marry the King of Qing to consolidate her power.

This is the most good method and the most despicable method.

In the past life, the Ye family was also destroyed by men's skills. In this life, Xue Huaidan was no longer afraid of it, but new troubles came to him.

It seems like a fate that cannot be escaped...

Ye Zhaoyan sighed softly.

"Miss, it's combed..." Zhuyu looked at Ye Zhaoyan in the mirror and said.

Ye Zhaoyan nodded slightly, and before he could get up, a burst of rapid footsteps came.

Zhu Yu glanced at the window and happened to see a figure walking in from outside and heading straight for Ye Zhaoyan.

It was Ye Fugui.

"Zhaoyan!" Ye Fugui stuffed the box in her hand into her hand: "This was given to me by a man with a hood. He said this thing is very important, so I must deliver it to you in person.

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Ye Zhaoyan took the thing and asked, "Is that person who it is?"

"No..." Ye Fugui shook his head, "The man is tall, wearing a white dress and a hat, and he can't see his appearance clearly."

Ye Zhaoyan opened the box and saw a wooden hairpin carved with purple flowers lying inside. The hairpin was hollowed out and the pattern carved by the stamens was very exquisite. It was dotted with a crystal clear blue bead, which looked very beautiful.

A sense of familiarity surged in Ye Zhaoyan's heart. This wooden hairpin was the thing she wore with her. It was lost several months ago and could not be found everywhere.
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