Chapter 1837: Sula Motiansi
The three brothers of the Su family were very determined, but reality taught them a lesson.
"How did I fall asleep?" Da Pan slapped his head and sat up, his face full of confusion.
The breeze in the early morning is gentle, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the years are quiet and good.
Da Pan looked around and felt so frustrated that he wanted to kill himself.
Not only did he fall asleep, he slept like a dead pig.
From outside my aunt’s front window, I slept back in my own bed!
Next to him, Erpan also stretched and sat up.
"Brother, morning...that's not right!"
Erpan’s eyes suddenly widened.
Isn’t this his and his elder brother’s room?
"Why am I here?" Erpan was also confused.
He was clearly guarding outside the back window of his aunt's room last night.
At this time, the door was pushed open and the dejected young scholar walked in.
"Big brother, second brother." The little scholar's voice was full of weakness.
Da Pan: "..."
Er Pan: “…”
The two looked at each other and spoke in unison.
"Third brother, you are not sleeping in your own room too?"
Little scholar: "..."
Almost crying, I nodded in frustration.
Da Pan: "..."
Er Pan: “…”
The brothers looked at each other.
Er Pan gritted his teeth and said, "It must be His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! It must be him who did this!"
"I think he's just pretending to be stupid. What's wrong with his brain? He's just pretending!"
"He just wanted to take advantage of my aunt on purpose so that she would have to marry him in the future!"
"This scheming dog!"
Erpan became angrier and angrier as he spoke, and he wanted to beat Xuanyuan Jin up.
Well, if he really couldn't win, he would have taken action long ago!
"We are not as skilled as others and failed to protect our aunt." Da Pan closed his eyes and said sadly.
His face was full of self-blame and his fists were clenched so tightly that they made crackling sounds.
If this goes on, even if my aunt doesn't give birth to a baby, her reputation will be ruined by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!
The young scholar sighed with a sad face and said, "Wait a little longer. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't always use the excuse of not growing up to stick with his aunt."
The young scholar paused at this point and continued, "Boys and girls under seven years old should not sit at the same table. As long as he shows the intelligence of a seven-year-old, the rules of strict separation of men and women must be followed!"
"What do you mean seven years old? He's already over seventeen!" Er Pan shouted, "What the hell does a seven-year-old know about having a baby?"
Little scholar: "..."
The young scholar coughed twice and said, "Second brother, a seven-year-old child should know. I remember when you were five years old, you took the three-year-old Erya to play house and said you wanted to have a baby with her."
Er Pan: “…”
"Third brother, stop talking nonsense! How could I not remember this?" Er Pan blushed and shouted, "How old were you when I was five? How could you know this?"
"Second brother, I remember everything clearly after I was two years old!" said the little scholar softly.
Er Pan: “…”
Erpan opened his mouth.
Why does he have a younger brother with such a good memory?
"Um, Third Brother, you must have remembered it wrongly." Er Pan said awkwardly, "If this kind of fabricated talk gets out, it will not only affect Er Ya's reputation, but your Second Sister-in-law will definitely be unhappy."
Er Pan said this with a flattering smile, and then said, "You don't want your second brother to be single, right?"
Little Scholar: "...Well, I remembered it wrongly."
Er Pan breathed a sigh of relief, patted the little scholar on the shoulder, and said, "You're just a kid, it's not surprising if you made a mistake. Second brother forgives you."
Little scholar: "..."
He shouldn't be soft-hearted.
"Su Erpan, who is Erya?"
The cold and melancholy voice of Princess Linghua was heard from outside the door.
Er Pan: “…”
**
Temple of the Holy Maiden.
The spring water is misty and the flowers are fragrant.
Aina, accompanied by a group of maids, slowly approached the Holy Maiden Spring.
"Saint, let me help you change your clothes." Aina said softly across a rock screen.
“Clatter…”
The sound of water was heard.
Soon, a clear and slightly lazy voice came from inside.
"Come here."
"yes."
Ayi Na and her maids turned around the screen and saw the little girl in the holy spring at a glance.
The little girl's black hair was like a waterfall, and strands of hair were attached to her fair collarbone, which made her delicate little face look even more charming and attractive.
Especially those eyes, as deep as the ocean, which were misty due to the steam from the spring water, making people's heart beat faster at the sight of them.
Aina subconsciously slowed down her pace, as if she was afraid of scaring such a beautiful girl.
The saint's appearance has not yet fully grown, but she already has a stunning beauty that can captivate the whole country. It's really a good thing for the prince of Dayan!
If the Crown Prince of Dayan dares to take a concubine in the future, she will definitely bring everyone in the Holy Maiden Palace to snatch the Holy Maiden back!
Humph! With the beauty and status of these saints, all the good men in southern Xinjiang would fight to become their husbands.
When the time comes, she will persuade the saint to expand her harem!
Aina muttered to herself while making a decision secretly.
When Tang Bao saw so many people coming in, her little face instantly turned red like an apple.
She was not used to being served by so many people, but she was about to leave and didn't know when she would come back in this life, so she couldn't bear to refuse the kindness of Aina and others.
She naturally understood that for Aina and these maids, being able to personally serve her, a saint, in dressing and makeup was a great honor, and it would be something they would remember for the rest of their lives.
Besides, Tang Bao was not very good at wearing the complicated dress of the saint, so she could only let Aina and others dress her up.
However, Tang Bao took a look at the dress brought by the maid, and a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.
The bright red dress is dazzling, and even in this slightly dim environment, it cannot suppress the luxurious aura it exudes.
Tang Bao reached out and touched it. It felt warm and smooth, yet seemed to have a slight chill.
It actually has a touch of warm jade and black gold.
Tang Bao thought about it and realized that when she embroidered the crown for Xuanyuan Jin, she used the warm jade and black gold material.
The Queen Mother said that this kind of material is extremely rare and it takes decades to get one piece.
The most amazing thing is that the warm jade black gold is not dyed, but is originally that color. You don’t have to worry about fading no matter how many times you wash it.
Tang Bao lowered her head slightly and smelled it, and an extremely elegant fragrance came to her face.
"Is this color natural?" Tang Bao guessed.
"In reply to the Saint, yes." Aina said respectfully.
"What material is this?" Tang Bao asked curiously.
As far as she knew, except for warm jade and black gold, all other colors of silk were dyed.
"To answer the Saint, this is Sulamo's heavenly silk!" Aina answered seriously, "It is woven from the silk thread spun by the red silkworms that Sulamo left behind in the human world. It is Sulamo's gift to the Saint."
After Aina finished speaking, she looked at Tang Bao with burning excitement.
He continued, "Originally, these red silkworms could not hatch. It was only after the Saint ascended the throne that they suddenly hatched successfully and spit out the legendary Sulamotian silk."
Even the previous Saint had never used this legendary Sula Motian silk.
There is no way, this kind of red silkworm cannot be hatched, and the Sulamodans silk can only be recorded in words.
Because of this, Aina strongly requested that Tang Bao must wear the saint's crown and ride on the saint's carriage to leave southern Xinjiang in a grand and majestic manner.
She wanted everyone to remember that the dress worn by their saint was given by Suramo, and it was the legendary Suramo silk!
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