"Instead of living on caution, it is better to do your own thing first. What should come will always come, and what should not come, there is no use thinking too much."

After saying a word, Feng Jiuer turned her eyes and looked at the door of the wing.

"Come in."

"Yes, Miss Jiu'er."

The maid nodded and opened the door to the side room.

Two or three girls came in to help Feng Jiuer wash up. Qiao Mu kept sitting by the bed, wondering what she was thinking.

After a while, a maid whispered: "Miss Jiu'er, someone from General Ye came over just now to ask if you were awake?"

"She said that before noon, she would personally deliver the dress for tomorrow's wedding between Miss Jiu'er and His Highness the Crown Prince. When is it convenient for you?"

"I'll be ready after breakfast later."

Feng Jiuer responded softly.

"Okay, I'll have someone tell General Ye's people later."

The maid nodded and continued to comb Feng Jiuer's long hair.
Chapter completed!