The average maids and palace ladies in the palace cannot carry knives and weapons with them. Hua Mian did not dare to carry the dagger given by Sikong Xiao, so she had to hide it deeply in the wardrobe.

After spring, time seems to be unsure of the concept of "being sure". It seems that what you are doing is turning into a past tense. The second prince has never looked for Huamian since last meeting. I don't know if it's because it's because it's too much and forgets, or if Huamian refuses too decisively before, and leaves no room for maneuver for the other party.

When Huamian came to his senses, the day of marriage was already in front of him. The various incense, candles and flowers needed for the ceremony were decorated from the palace gate to the outside of the city. The people in the city temporarily put down their busy work, and the crowds were crowded on both sides of the main road.

"Stand back and stop rushing forward anymore, be careful of the carriage coming and encountering it."

"All street stalls are put away, and there are no stalls on both sides of the main road today."

A group of soldiers from the leading team came out of the palace gate and walked slowly towards the city gate along the route. While walking, they rushed to the crowds of onlookers rushing to both sides. It was still two hours before they set off.

Huamian checked the luggage to be packed for the last time. All he would leave from the main entrance was the marriage team. Those entourages like them had to take a detour from the side door in advance and meet with the marriage team five miles outside the city.

The room has been cleaned up. Considering that the shelf life only leaves a very small amount of rare seasonings, the rest can be collected and collected as long as you have money, Huamian packs and takes them away. Although Beilin should not be short of seasonings, no one can say what problems will happen on the road. For the sake of safety, Huamian still stuffed the dry seasonings and other seasonings in the kitchen into the carriage.

There were a huge crowd along the way, and the time required to travel was definitely longer than when Sikong Yue came back from Beilin. It would be fine if others were not allowed to eat the food provided by the official post along the way. Therefore, many vehicles filled with ingredients were arranged in the supply convoy. Hua Mian was very careful when submitting the list. Perhaps Mr. Jia also guessed her thoughts and approved them without asking the reason.

"Are all the things loaded into the car?"

Hua Mian was counting, and when she heard Lao Jia’s voice coming from behind, she turned around and saw Lao Jia looking up and down at the boxes stacked up and down on the carriage with her hands behind her back.

"Old Jia", Hua Mian nodded in the other party's direction and treated it as saying hello, and the work in her hands did not stop.

Mr. Jia didn't care about Hua Mian's reaction, and continued to pull the ropes of the box bundles and patted the burlap bag full of ingredients.

Hua Mian bent down to check whether the ropes were tied up. As soon as she lowered her body, something slid out of her arms and fell to the ground with a 'bang' sound. The roads in the palace were paved with bluestone slabs. Even though the noises around her were noisy, Jia, who was closest to Hua Mian, still heard the sound and was attracted by the sound and turned to look in the direction of Hua Mian.

Although Hua Mian picked up the thing that fell on the stone slab and kicked it back into her arms, she still couldn't hide it from Mr. Jia's eyes.

"What did you hide?" Since Mr. Jia saw clearly the appearance of the thing, he didn't want to pretend that he didn't see it.
Chapter completed!