After sending the father-in-law away, Xie Xun looked at Qin Rushuang who stood up to leave.
She didn't seem to care about this matter at all. When she was about to leave, she still tilted her head and discussed Qingzhi's marriage in a low voice.
Xie Xun couldn't help but call her.
"You are going to follow me to Fuhuai. That place is barren and desolate. You..."
Qin Rushuang waved her hand nonchalantly: "You are the prince, no matter how poor you are, you will not suffer. As for me... I don't care. Does the prince have anything else to say? If not, I will go and get busy first.
"
Xie Xun opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.
After that, Qin Rushuang was as calm and calm as she had been on the day she received the order. She never mentioned anything about going to the fiefdom and concentrated on preparing for Qingzhi's wedding.
But in the seemingly peaceful city of Kyoto, everyone felt a stormy atmosphere.
The fiefdom is barren and remote, and time is short, as if it wants to drive people away...
Use this method to deal with a prince who has numerous meritorious deeds...
Can King Huai really endure it?
Perhaps feeling that the time to Kyoto was getting closer and closer, Qin Rushuang finally set the date of Qingzhi's wedding on the 24th at the end of this month.
She specially went to the palace to find an official from the Qintian Prison with whom she had a friendship, to help her calculate her days.
That day was a rare auspicious day, and the horoscopes of Qingzhi Qianertong and Qingzhi Qianertong were also very compatible.
This is the beginning of the month.
There are less than twenty days left before Qingzhi's wedding.
Prince Huai's Mansion is Qingzhi's "maternal family", and the palace's courtyard is almost filled with wedding items these days.
And in order to make the atmosphere stronger, even many places in the palace were added with a touch of red.
Qingzhi looked at the lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and whenever she turned her head, she could see the red palace. For the first time, she truly realized that she was really going to get married.
What followed was an indescribable tension in my heart.
When the wedding was approaching, Qin Rushuang assigned all the affairs of Qingzhi to a few smart maids, so that Qingzhi could stay in the house and wait for her marriage.
But with nothing to do, Qingzhi became even more nervous.
It’s noon today.
Qingzhi took the handkerchief and wanted to wipe Qin Rushuang's bedside dressing table.
A little maid came over and stopped her, "Sister Qingzhi, stop wiping it. You have wiped this table three times today at noon!"
Hearing this, Qingzhi handed the handkerchief to the little maid and said, "Miss, do you want to have some snacks this afternoon? I'll prepare it in the kitchen."
"Sister Qingzhi! You have gone to the kitchen four times! There are six or seven snacks prepared there. That's enough! The princess can't eat that much!"
The little maid looked at Qingzhi's helpless appearance and smiled, "Sister Qingzhi must be nervous!"
"This is the first time in your life, can you not be nervous?"
At the door of the room, Qin Rushuang walked in with her child in her arms.
She had recovered from the cold these days and could get close to the baby, so she couldn't wait to take the baby back to her yard.
The sun was so good earlier that she took her baby out to bask in the sun for a while. As soon as she came back, she saw Qingzhi's nervous look and couldn't help but make fun of her.
When Qingzhi saw Qin Rushuang coming in with the baby in her arms, she breathed a sigh of relief and took the baby over as if she had finally found something to do.
"Miss, please rest for a while. The baby's weight has become heavier recently. You'd better let me hold it."
Qingzhi took the baby and teased it happily.
She loved the child from the bottom of her heart and kept calling "baby" and "baby" to make the baby laugh.
At the end, Qingzhi suddenly remembered something and called the little maids out.
"Miss, don't blame me for talking too much. Aren't you ready to decide on the baby's name?
Speaking of this, Qin Rushuang made a move.
The child was born in the southwest. The child was young at that time and she had not thought about naming it.
Later, I returned to Kyoto and hurried to the border.
Later, when he returned to Kyoto, this series of things happened again, coupled with the current incompatible situation between him and Xie Xun...
If it weren't for Qingzhi's reminder, she really wouldn't have taken this matter seriously.
Although she had said before that the child's surname was Qin, but now she had no intention of getting married to Xie Xun, so it was naturally impossible for her to have a surname of Qin.
But if your surname is Xie...
Then this name should be chosen by Xie Xun, the father, or Emperor Qi, the imperial grandfather.
"That's all. I heard from the old man that it's better to name a child later. If the name is given early, if the name is valuable, it will affect the child's fate. Let's wait until he is older."
Qingzhi had also heard this statement and nodded, but she couldn't help but retort, "The baby is so cute, even God will like him! Miss, don't think so much."
Qin Rushuang smiled, "I know, you love him the most!"
…
In the past few days, Xie Xun sent people around Qin Rushuang's yard. Qin Rushuang understood very well, but did not drive them out.
Therefore, she discussed the naming of the child with Qingzhi for a while at noon. Although she had sent out several maids, by the time Xie Xun came back in the evening, the matter had already reached Xie Xun's ears.
Xie Xun put down the military affairs in his hands, "It's my fault that the king was negligent. This child really needs to be given a name."
Ying Er came over, poured a bowl of tea for Xie Xun, and asked, "Do I need to ask His Majesty about this matter first?"
Xie Xun sneered, "Father, even my son, can't wait to drive out of Kyoto, so how can he think about naming this grandson?"
"The king myself...that's all. I will discuss it with her and decide on the name."
Ying Er nodded and added the matter of naming the child to Xie Xun's arrangements for tomorrow.
"Then when will the prince plan to go there?"
"It will be noon tomorrow. By the way, prepare some pastries that she likes to eat and bring them there. The king has imposed a ban on her in the past few days. She has not been treated harshly in the warehouse and kitchen, right? Give them a wake-up call. How it was before and what it is now.
Sample."
"Also...are there any new things in the warehouse? Put them all in her yard...so that she won't leave the house without permission under boring excuses."
Ying Er nodded in agreement, but felt a little want to laugh in his heart.
The prince obviously feels very sorry for the princess, but he still looks like he wants to punish her. It's really...
