Chapter 67 Xiaoqi felt for the first time that she had caused trouble
The two children left the Ministry of Rites openly and then calmly stepped into the Third Prince's palace.
The seventh prince stood on the wooden table and firmly hung the emperor's portrait in its original place.
Xie Mianmian patted her chest and took a deep breath. Hopefully, she wouldn't catch a fever on her own this time.
"How strange, how could the portrait spontaneously combust?"
The Seventh Prince used one hand to brace himself and nimbly jumped off the table. "Perhaps someone smeared something flammable on it. Think about it, is there anything unusual?"
Xie Mianmian brushed the stray hairs from her forehead back into her hair. "It's like the sun shone on the portrait and then it caught fire on its own. Oh, and I also smelled a little bit of a stench, like garlic."
The Seventh Prince glanced at the tuft of hair on the child's head and said, "That must have been coated with white phosphorus. Master said that it's very flammable."
"So that's how it is." The child lowered her head, her hair falling down and obscuring her eyes. She helplessly blew on it, trying to blow it away.
That person was both wicked and clever. Xie Mianmian felt a sudden sense of crisis for no reason, and her heart was filled with panic.
"The wedding is about to begin, and look at your disheveled appearance. You're hardly fit for a proper ceremony," the Seventh Prince said, his tone full of disdain.
"It's alright." Xie Mianmian innocently ruffled her hair. Her clothes were already straightened, and the grass clippings on her body had been brushed off.
"Come here, I'll help you."
The seventh prince pulled the child to sit on a pile of soft fabric.
Xie Mianmian sat there helplessly, feeling her loose double buns being taken down, and her hair wrapped around the beaded chain being pulled occasionally.
"Ouch!" The child gasped in pain.
The Seventh Prince remained silent, but his movements became much gentler.
Soon, the jingling hair accessories that had been on the children's heads were neatly arranged to one side.
With her long, black hair cascading down, the Seventh Prince used his fingers to comb the child's hair.
How do you style a double bun again? He doesn't seem to know how. The Seventh Prince fell silent.
He tried hard to recall how the palace maid had combed his hair, and then painstakingly tied up the child's hair.
It was just so crooked and ugly, not even as good as his previous messy hair. For the first time, the Seventh Prince felt that he had made a mess of things.
Looking into Xie Mianmian's trusting and gentle eyes, the Seventh Prince took his hair down and re-tied it several times.
She even turned her back to Xie Mianmian and tried to tie the child's hair as if she were tying her own hair, but she failed again.
"Seventh Prince, take your time, it's alright, Mianmian is not in a hurry."
After Xie Mianmian finished speaking, she turned her head, clutching the hair that had been pulled out, and a large tear rolled down her cheek.
My soft hair is falling out completely; will I become bald?
Encouraged, the seventh prince was full of energy. He started over and carefully combed the hair bit by bit. Finally, he managed to give the child a decent double bun hairstyle.
Finally, the Seventh Prince silently took out a hairpin from the small box.
He knew Xie Mianmian was very sad because of the snow wolf. He discussed with the craftsman for several days and ruined several samples before finally creating this unique hairpin.
It was meant to make the child happy.
Xie Mianmian felt relieved when her hair obediently followed her instructions. Then, her hair bun tightened as if something had been inserted into it.
The child curiously reached out to touch it, but was firmly grabbed by another hand.
"I'll look at it when I get back."
The Seventh Prince's voice sounded a little strange.
Okay.
Xie Mianmian started shaking her head, feeling that her hair was tied very securely and would not loosen easily, and there was also the sound of coral and pearls colliding with each other.
She also keenly sensed another tremor in her hair bun.
A joyous suona horn sounded outside the door, seemingly indicating that the Third Prince had welcomed the Imperial Consort back.
Soon, palace servants pushed open the door and came in to retrieve the portraits of the emperor and empress.
The two children followed them to the main hall, which was decorated in a magnificent and festive style, bustling with activity.
The newlyweds are performing a kneeling ceremony under the guidance of the Ministry of Rites.
Xie Mianmian pulled the Seventh Prince along to sneak in and watch. Children have a low field of vision and can see places that adults can't easily notice.
The child noticed that the Third Prince would impatiently tug at the red silk and pull Lin Ruoxue over, and Lin Ruoxue would then pinch the Third Prince hard under the cover of the red silk.
Xie Mianmian was so happy that her eyes crinkled with laughter, and she quickly patted the Seventh Prince to let him go and see.
The seventh prince glanced perfunctorily at the newlyweds, then looked down at the child's hair and the hairpin.
A sense of accomplishment welled up within me. As expected of me, your skills are truly superb.
After the ceremony, Lin Ruoxue was led to the bridal chamber, and the wedding banquet began.
Feeling relieved, Xie Mianmian ran over to the Xie family and affectionately hugged Wen Shuwan.
"Sister-in-law, Mianmian wants to eat that, ah." The child opened her mouth wide, like a fledgling bird waiting to be fed.
Wen Shuwan affectionately picked up a small pair of chopsticks, held the child's chin, and gently fed them into the greedy child's mouth.
A commotion arose from the men's section. It turned out that the Third Prince had gone over, and the people at the table stood up one after another, offering words of flattery and blessings.
Wen Shuwan frowned slightly when she saw Xie Linyuan tilt his head back and down a glass of wine. She had heard that the banquet was full of strong liquor, but thankfully she had already asked someone to prepare a hangover soup before she left home.
"Sister-in-law, Mianmian wants more to eat."
The child, spoiled and pampered, enjoyed being fed by his beautiful sister-in-law, and felt that the food in his mouth was even more delicious.
At this moment, a palace maid passed by Wen Shuwan and slipped a note into her arms.
Wen Shuwan looked up, only to find that the person had already walked away. She unfolded the note in confusion.
Upon seeing the words above, Wen Shuwan's heart skipped a beat. She closed her eyes in disbelief, shook her head, and then opened them again.
She recognized all the words, but when they were put together, she couldn't understand what the paper meant.
What is truth serum?
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