The eldest lady is both a doctor and a warrior, they love her so much

Of course, he wished Ye Lansheng was not in the princess's mansion, so that there would be one less person to share Hua Xin with him.

But that’s not the case. There is definitely something wrong.

"Did you quarrel with him?"

Hua Xin was stunned, and the watermelon in her mouth no longer tasted sweet.

"Why did you ask the same question as Dad? Just because he doesn't live in the princess's mansion, does that mean I must have had a quarrel with him? Is it okay for him to be busy? Otherwise, why don't you go to the palace and ask?"

Hua Xin actually knew roughly what was going on. After all, her ideas were shocking in this world, so it was normal that Ye Lansheng couldn't accept them.

So she gave him enough time to digest it.

I really can't accept it, how can we not get married?

Hua Xin learned about Ye Lansheng's trip to the State of Great Chu one afternoon. After all, there was no news of it before that.

This time when he left, he left Tianyang and Tianyue in the princess's mansion and only took the rest of the Qinglong Guards away with him.

In addition, Ye Qingyao also allocated 3,000 Daxia troops to accompany him.

They were on a diplomatic mission, not fighting a war, so there was no need for a big show.

Although Hua Xin didn't understand political affairs, she vaguely felt that something was going on.

The next day Hua Moxuan came back with accurate news.

"What? Has the situation in the Great Chu Kingdom changed?"

The first person Hua Xin thought of was Xie Yunxiao, the son of the Jinbei Marquis.

If the ruler of the country is unkind and unjust, then who will rebel?

In this case, who is the one who is asking for marriage?

"It's not that clear. After all, the Emperor of Great Chu has three sons. Who will inherit the throne depends on how he chooses, or how his sons make trouble."

"Well, let's not think about things that are too far away. The Qiqiao Festival is coming soon. I heard from Chunqin and the others that there are a lot of fun things to do from morning to night!"

"I thought you wanted to celebrate the Qiqiao Festival with me." Hua Moxuan said half-jokingly.

"The Qiqiao Festival here is not just Valentine's Day. It has a lot of content. You will know it on that day."

"Okay, then I'll wait and see."

It was a sunny day on July 7th. Early in the morning, everyone in the princess's mansion was busy.

Those who have clothes hang them out to dry, and those who have books hang them out to dry. It is said that on July 7, the sky is open and the sun is strong, which is the day when the Dragon King "dries his scales". So on this day, everyone takes out clothes and books to dry to prevent them from getting moldy and rotting.

Hua Xin also got up early in the morning and took a look at the lively scene.

Chunqin and the others began to prepare a series of tools for threading needles and praying for dexterity.

Needle threading on the Qiqiao Festival refers to the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day, when girls hold colorful threads in their hands and continuously thread a needle facing the moon. The one who can thread all the needles quickly is said to be "skillful". Generally speaking, the needles used in threading needles are five-hole needles, seven-hole needles, nine-hole needles and double-eye needles.

The chefs in the kitchen brought out a small grinding wheel and sprinkled powder on it, hoping to grind worries and troubles into powder and make the future days happier and more peaceful.

Qingshi and Fengjiu prepared some nail-dying supplies, intending to dye Hua Xin's nails after she finished breakfast.

During the Qiqiao Festival, people will use red paint or flowers to paint their nails.

Qingshi and her friends prepared the juice crushed from flowers, because red is the color that represents good luck and happiness in ancient times. At the same time, red nails are also considered a symbol of femininity, representing her passion and charm.

In their eyes, Hua Xin is the best.

Hua Xin just wanted to watch the fun, so she just let Chunqin and the others do whatever they wanted.

At noon, a program called "Testing Skills by Throwing a Needle" began.

Throw the needles into the bowl one by one and observe their reflections in the water. If the shadows resemble clouds, flowers, birds or animals, it means you are lucky.

Hua Xin didn't know what would appear if she threw it into the bowl, so she watched Chun Qin's actions and also threw a needle into the water.

"Here they come, like a cloud."

"Why do I feel like a flower?"

"Whatever it is, our young lady is lucky!"

The maids were all laughing, and Hua Xin joined in the laughter.

Hua Moxuan is still working at the Dali Temple today, so she is accompanied by Nangong Ziqiu and Mo Chuli.

The two of them were almost in tacit agreement, looking at Hua Xin from the left and right.

"What else?"

Hua Xin asked lazily while leaning against the chaise longue. She was really sleepy in the afternoon. If it weren't for this "testing skill by throwing a needle", she would definitely fall asleep now.

"My lady is tired, why don't we wait until she's asleep before we do it again?"

"Haruko, tell me what you want to do first?"

"When the young lady wakes up, we can offer sacrifices to the Mohelo. The Mohelo is the most popular clay doll during the Qiqiao Festival. Both high-ranking officials and common people will use it to offer sacrifices to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl to fulfill their wishes of begging for skills and having many children. The young lady will be married at the end of the year, and we want to pray for a good omen."

"Hmm... More children, more blessings? All right! You guys make the arrangements. I need to rest now. It's too hot. You guys should go and rest for a while too!"

Hua Xin said this and led one of them into the bedroom.

Nangong Ziqiu and Mo Chuli looked at each other, and neither of them backed down.

A scene like this is bound to come sooner or later, isn't it?

"Xinxin, actually the scholars also have a program today." Mo Chuli suddenly said.

"Oh? What programs do scholars have?"

"This activity is called worshipping Kuixing. Scholars who want to seek fame and fortune will worship on this day, hoping to receive the blessing of Kuixing and pray that they can become the top scholar in the imperial examination."

Hua Xin exclaimed, "Then Yan Youzhi has to say goodbye. Isn't the autumn imperial examination coming up soon?"

"I guess Mother Yan should be helping him to worship in the Prime Minister's Mansion!"

"That's right. I didn't see the nanny when I woke up today. I guess she was busy with this matter."

Hua Xin yawned, "Okay, let's stop talking and take a rest."

Nangong Ziqiu held a fan and fanned Hua Xin, while Mo Chuli knelt at the end of the bed and gently massaged Hua Xin's legs.

Perhaps it was because it was too comfortable, Hua Xin fell asleep in a short while.

Hearing Hua Xin's shallow breathing, Nangong Ziqiu gradually slowed down his movements, and so did Mo Chuli.

The two of them just looked at the sleeping person, with tenderness in their eyes.

About a quarter of an hour later, they both left the bed at the same time in tacit understanding.

Hua Xin seemed to notice that someone had left, so she turned over and continued to sleep.

"Brother Zi Qiu, do you have anything to say?"

When Mo Chuli met Nangong Ziqiu's eyes, he realized that he seemed to have something to say to him.

"Come on, let's talk outside."

When the two of them came to the outer room, Nangong Ziqiu spoke up, "I may have to leave for a while, and Xinxin will need you to take better care of her when the time comes."

"You want to leave?"

"Shh!"

Mo Chuli accidentally raised his voice a little.

"Don't let Xinxin know, at least not now."

Nangong Ziqiu pursed her lips and said, "I told you this because I think you are more reliable."

"I know, thank you Brother Zi Qiu for your trust."