After all, the news could not be kept. After Luo and Cao's two families left Beijing, everyone in the capital gradually learned the inside story.

The Han family took the opportunity to come to the door and asked to take Han home to celebrate the Cold Clothing Festival.

Luo Xiang sighed, and gave people a lot of gifts. He sent his third daughter-in-law, who was the most steadfast and polite, to accompany him, and sent Han back to the Han family.

Sure enough, when the third daughter-in-law came back, she presented Luo Xiang with shame. It was written by Han Zhen, asking for his daughter to leave and ask for a divorce.

Luo Xiang was silent for a long time, first sent his wife to the Buddhist temple to recite scriptures, and then ordered Luo Silang to kowtow to the Han family. Finally, he ordered Luo Sanlang to help him run to the yamen: "This marriage is given by the Empress Dowager. You can handle it quietly. If you bring the documents, I have to go and say something to the Empress Dowager."

The Han family never made a step into the Luo family again.

The Luo family politely sent his daily utensils, the maids he followed, and the full private warehouses back to the Han family.

The Han family also politely said: The two children are destined to be together, but the Han and Luo families are still better than the Tong family.

A marriage that everyone in the world felt incredible was over, and it came to an end.

The news spread to the Ning Prince Mansion.

Princess Mudan was surprised and nodded slowly: "That's what it should be."

The maid panicked: "You came back that day, but you told the prince that nothing big happened! Now this incident has caused such a big mess, I'm afraid the prince..."

"If the news from my father is pointed at me, an unfilial daughter, for him to collect, he has been swallowed alive by His Majesty in the past ten years."

Princess Peony said leisurely, lowering her head to embroider the flowers.

"Cough!" A majestic dry cough outside the window, and he knew that it was King Ning who had arrived.

The maid was so scared that she hurriedly leaned on the ground and kowtowed.

Princess Mudan just stood up and bowed gracefully: "Hare you, Father. How can you come here at this time? Do you have something to tell your daughter?"

King Ning looked at her posture with satisfaction, twisted his beard and nodded: "My son is becoming more steady and transparent. That's right, this is like my Prince Ning's daughter."

As he said that, he sat down, looked at her,

"The son of the governor of Xuzhou, Yin Wanyou, is only twenty years old, has a good personality and is loyal and sincere. He is about to end up tomorrow, and he has already entered the capital at this time. Yin Wan was once a close friend with me, so I arranged for Mr. Yin to live in our house.

"The yard I arranged for him is far away from you. But it is a little closer to where your mother often goes for a walk. When you look back and see your mother with you, you need to be careful."

The maid widened her eyes in shock and hurriedly lowered her head.

Princess Mudan smiled meekly and nodded, "Yes, I have recorded the instructions of my father."

"You are the best now. Don't think too much about everything, don't ask too much care. Stay at home quietly, reading, embroidery, and if you still have time, go and spend more time with your mother.

"You are at your age, at most two or three years, and you will get married no matter what. At that time, how can you be filial to us husband and wife again..."

As King Ning spoke, his face showed sadness and stood up.

He glanced at Princess Peony's embroidery frame, raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "Why are you embroidering clothes for your father?"

On the shelf is a man's robe, black brocade, with a thousand-character lock edge, and the one being embroidered is a cluster of golden chrysanthemums on the robe.

Princess Mudan stood up respectfully, lowered her head, and whispered: "Yes. It has not been embroidered yet."

The expression on King Ning's face became more and more pleasant, and he slowly left.

Seeing that he did not play hard to get or say anything else, the maid became even more panicked. She grabbed Princess Mudan's sleeve and asked in a trembling voice:

"Princess, that young master Yin, isn't it..."

"It must be one of the alternatives." Princess Mudan sat down lightly and continued to lower her head to embroider: "It probably depends on the person's test scores? After all, no matter whose son he is, if he is just a white person, then my dignified princess would be a bit too cheap."

The maid was speechless.

Princess Mudan embroidered a few more needles, straightened her waist, pinched her neck, stood up, held up the needle and thread basket, poured it on the couch, picked up a small purse in the basket, and started embroidering again.

"Princess, do you have a rest?" The maid frowned and stepped forward to persuade, "You haven't had much rest these two days."

Princess Mudan seemed to be silent, and continued to lean on the couch, holding her purse and flew her thread, and asked casually:

"Asun, if I get married, do you want to follow me? Or stay in the mansion and serve my mother?"

The maid was shocked: "Princess, do you want a maid?"

"What if I don't marry well?" Princess Mudan smiled and put the needle and thread in her hand. "The glory of the first princess of the royal family, the pomp that is now smuggling, and perhaps even just an ordinary woman in an ordinary house..."

"Even Princess Lizhu has a princess's mansion, and the Queen Mother will definitely give you the gift!" A Sun was anxious, "How could you be worse than her!"

"I just ask if you want to follow me." Princess Mudan looked at her with a smile.

Ah Sun did not hesitate at all: "I will follow the princess. If you say something inappropriately, even if the county main scholar Zhuo Wenjun goes to sell wine, then the maid will have to follow you to wash the jar and wash the jar!"

“That’s good.”

Princess Mudan raised her purse to embroider, turned over lazily, and said:

"I'm too lazy to embroider that dress for my father. You go and embroider. Put it on after embroidery. When it comes to the winter solstice, I'll give it to my father as a gift."

"I? I embroider..."

Ah Sun stuttered, stayed for a long time, closed her mouth, walked to the embroidery rack and sat down, picked up the needle decisively, and slowly imitated Princess Peony's needles, and began to embroider.

Littlely moving away the purse he was holding, Princess Peony looked at A Sun's back, pursed her lips and smiled, then looked at the purse with indigo bamboo leaves in her hand, and suddenly a little red on her cheeks.

...

...

Money home.

After reading the news in his hand, Zhong Huanyang crossed his legs on the recliner, shook the chaise and hummed the song while swaying his feet.

Dong Yi looked at his lazy look, angry and funny:

"Xiaolang, this scene in Jingzhong is just a farce. You can't ignore General Zong's words, right?"

"That Xun Yuan, I won't say anything else, he is really good to our two fools. With this one, I can't reply to Zong Han and said: Oh, since it's the emperor's lie, just kill him!

"What's more, that's not the emperor's quest. As for his usual carelessness, Xun Yuan only said a few words to the emperor, and he would have to change his master in Dongning Pass.

"It can be seen that Xun Yuan's master is the Empress Dowager.

"Empress Dowager Shen, that's a smart woman. Otherwise, she wouldn't be the queen mother. Let's take a look at what she wants to do."

Zhong Huan yawned and said with a smile:

"Two old foxes like that are both obedient to Queen Mother Chen. If we lose the enemy lightly, wouldn't we seek death?"

It's no big deal to seek death.

But we can't implicate our two fools, right?
Chapter completed!