"woke up?"
Shen Qinghe's pretty face blushed.
She was concentrating on drawing her eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror.
Ning Que, wearing only his pajamas, walked forward.
Pick up the ivory comb in front of the mirror cabinet.
Help Shen Qinghe comb her hair.
"Well, this hair is so troublesome."
Ning Que felt a little helpless.
Shen Qinghe grew up on Kunlun.
Master is a man and doesn’t understand these things.
Shen Qinghe had no idea how to dress and put on makeup, as other women do. Even combing her hair and putting it in a bun was clumsy. Her hair was so smooth, but she had to use all her strength to comb it.
Ning Que just smiled and raised his hand.
They had slept in the same bed last night as a matter of course.
Of course, nothing actually happened.
It’s not that Ning Que doesn’t want it to happen.
But the engagement is imminent.
Dafeng was an ancient dynasty after all.
Some of the rules are quite annoying.
“You’re amazing.”
"I just can't comb it well."
"Oh……"
Ning Que carefully took out the wooden box.
Inside is a simple jade hairpin.
There are no patterns and not many embellishments.
"This hairpin is a relic of my mother's. Before she died, she told me that if I ever really accepted Lin Xianhong, I should give this jade hairpin to her."
"It's just that she's not a good match. I want to give it to you, and mother will be happy. Don't underestimate this hairpin, it's a token of the successive mistresses of my Ning Palace, and it has hundreds of years of history."
"good."
Shen Qinghe looked at the bronze mirror.
Her little face is all red.
My heartbeat is also accelerating.
In fact, she doesn't dress up much.
Just comb your hair into a high ponytail.
Ning Que personally helped her comb her hair into a bun.
According to Dafeng folk tradition, men at the age of 20 are crowned and given the title of "guan". Women at the age of 15 are crowned with "ji gui", which means waiting to be married. The so-called "ji gui" means tying the hair into a bun and piercing it with a "ji gui". "ji gui" is actually a hairpin.
A moment later, Qingfeng Mingyue came in with water. She helped Ning Que change his clothes first, then helped him wash up. Shen Qinghe was a little unaccustomed to this, after all, she had always done everything herself over the years.
"Don't be nervous, ma'am."
"Just relax."
“Thank you…thank you…”
Shen Qinghe lowered his head, feeling a little overwhelmed.
lady?
Is this already done?!
"How is it, Princess Ning?" Ning Que changed into casual clothes and donned a jade crown, then stood beside Shen Qinghe, saying with a half-smile, "You are now the head mistress of my Ning Palace. According to the rules, you are responsible for everything, including the household accounts. However, I know you hate these tedious matters, so I won't bother you, the mistress."
Shen Qinghe nodded slightly.
That's not bad.
She didn't like these in the first place.
"If necessary, I can learn."
"It's no problem."
Change your clothes.
The breeze and the moon pushed the door open.
The warm winter sun shines through the door.
The outside of the house was already full of people.
Uncle Fu and Tie Niu stood in the front.
Behind them were the palace's servants.
There are old and young, men and women.
There are hundreds of people!
In fact, the three guards are also his people.
However, they are usually stationed in Jingyang.
Shen Qinghe was a little surprised.
"Why are there so many people?"
"Come and recognize your mistress."
Ning Que smiled.
According to the rules, the marriage should have been formalized after the wedding, but the three letters and six ceremonials had already been completed. According to the rules, Shen Qinghe was indeed the mistress of the Ning Palace. Furthermore, even the Empress Dowager approved of this matter, so it was only a matter of time.
"You all listen now."
"From now on, Qinghe is the mistress of the palace!"
"Her words are my words."
"Treat her the same way you treated me."
"We have met the Mistress!"
Uncle Fu took the lead in bowing.
The servants behind him all kowtowed.
Uncle Fu looked up at Shen Qinghe.
I have noticed the jade hairpin in her bun.
This is the symbol of the mistress of the palace!
Thinking back on all these years, Ning Que had suffered a lot of grievances. He had watched Ning Que grow up, and since he was little, Ning Que had always been the happy pill in the palace, even the old Prince Ning would often laugh heartily.
But ever since she married Lin Xianhong, she rarely smiled. This was certainly due to the deaths of her father and brother in battle, but primarily because Lin Xianhong was too absurd. So even after Ning Que married her, he never gave her the jade hairpin. Because Ning Que knew, even he, and Lin Xianhong, wouldn't last long.
"You don't have to do this."
Shen Qinghe was a little flustered.
She had rarely seen such a big scene.
It doesn't matter if it's a palace dinner.
They kept their distance from each other.
Besides, she didn't say anything.
But now so many people are bowing to her.
What she is worst at is dealing with people.
It doesn’t matter if it’s a bad guy, just kill him with one sword.
But if it were these servants, she really didn't know...
Ning Que took Shen Qinghe's arm and looked at them and said, "The mistress said that everyone can receive a reward today, one hundred coins!"
"Thank you, Madam!"
Shen Qinghe looked at Ning Que in surprise and asked softly, "Isn't that too much?"
"This little money is nothing. Your husband is a prince after all! I don't know how much reward he will receive for this Northern Expedition. Besides, Senior Brother Wan and I are in business together."
"Too……"
Shen Qinghe couldn't help but smile.
Ning Que waved his hand.
Let the servants go about their business.
"Where are we going now?"
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