Consort Yun laughed and said, "That's because you don't understand."
"The Empress has been preparing the list for the Crown Prince's wedding for quite some time now. Miss Jiang even came to the palace to pay her respects a few days ago, so she must already know about this. Miss Jiang is so intelligent; she was able to rise to the rank of a first-class noblewoman through her own abilities. How could she be a simple woman? If she says she is unwilling, who can force her to comply?"
Pei Xi pursed her lips.
That's true; no one can force Jiang Wan to do something she's unwilling to do.
"Besides, didn't you hear that Miss Jiang is going to Hanshan Temple today to re-enshrine the memorial tablet of her birth mother?"
Consort Yun chuckled.
"She tacitly allowed the Crown Prince to be present on such an important occasion, isn't that obvious enough?"
"It seems there will be another happy occasion in the palace next year."
Hanshan Temple.
Jiang Wan wore a lilac-colored silk brocade long coat, and a large rabbit fur cloak that accentuated her outstanding figure and beautiful face.
She knelt down and bowed to Ji Mingling's memorial tablet on the offering table.
Madam Yuan is dead. May Mother's soul rest in peace and return to the Pure Land.
She thought to herself.
Pei Xuan, who was beside him, lit incense sticks, muttered something to himself, and together they placed the incense sticks into the sandalwood incense burner.
Jiang Linyuan looked at the two of them with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"The sacrifice is complete. Awan, you and the Crown Prince should go back now."
He stepped forward and stroked the memorial tablet, saying softly, "Let me and your mother be alone for a while."
Jiang Wan nodded, turned around and walked out of the temple gate.
A heavy snowfall had just occurred in Beijing, but the snowstorm has now stopped and the clouds and fog have dissipated.
On this rare warm winter day, the two did not ride in a carriage, but instead led two crimson horses slowly along the mountain path.
"Tang'er got a fine piece of fabric and hired a skilled embroiderer from the capital to make new clothes. She specially selected two pieces for you and asked me to send her your measurements."
Jiang Wan stroked the soft horse mane: "Okay, I'll have Biluo deliver it."
Pei Xuan said, "Send a copy to the Crown Prince's Palace as well."
Jiang Wan glanced sideways and saw his thin lips slightly curved: "I have invited Lady Mei to the capital."
Mei Niangzi was a renowned embroiderer in the capital, and she only embroidered wedding dresses.
The wedding dresses she made were elaborate and dazzling, the dream of every woman getting married. However, she had lived in seclusion for several years and no longer cared about worldly affairs.
Many noble ladies spent fortunes to find her, but to no avail.
It's unclear how Pei Xuan managed to persuade her to come out of seclusion.
Pei Xuan's gaze fell quietly on her, his eyes filled with a smile, the meaning of which was obvious.
Jiang Wan raised an eyebrow, blinking as if she were confused: "What does Madam Mei's trip to the capital have to do with me?"
Despite saying that, he couldn't suppress the smile on his lips.
“A-Wu…”
Jiang Wan suddenly interrupted him with a bright smile.
"If you want to propose, you'll have to win me over first."
Having said that, she mounted her horse, whipped it, and rode away.
Pei Xuan smiled, watching her departing figure. A hint of tenderness appeared on his usually aloof face as he leaped onto his horse.
Amidst the snow-covered landscape, two red horses gradually approached each other, galloping side by side along the long, wide mountain road.
(end)
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