The prince of love, the wealth has come to me

After a long time, so long that Ling Yueqing felt like she was about to fall asleep.

Finally, a maid spoke up, "Miss, all right, let's see if there's anything you're not satisfied with and then we can revise it."

When Ling Yueqing opened her eyes, she saw an antique beauty in the mirror.

Blame her for being uneducated. I don’t know how to describe it.

But she can say without any narcissism that she is miles ahead of most stars.

She always goes out with a plain face and only puts on light makeup occasionally.

She never knew that she could be so stunning with heavy makeup.

Jiang Shulan was the first to react and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She smiled at the two maids and said, "Satisfied, how could I not be satisfied? Everyone knows the names of Madam Xi and Madam Fu."

She winked at Zhuyu, who immediately stepped forward and handed her two thick red envelopes.

The two of them took it respectfully, said a few auspicious words of blessing and left.

"This makeup is great, these two are not simple people."

Jiang Shulan took Ling Yueqing's hand and told her their origins.

Nanny Xi and Nanny Fu were well-known figures in the ancient wedding industry. One could not invite them unless one had some power at home.

The two relied on a pair of skillful hands.

It can make already beautiful people more beautiful, and can also add a bit of charm to ordinary people.

At the beginning, some people felt that the two of them were blocking their way to wealth and came to warn them of the oppression.

Later, the two of them frequently appeared in the homes of dignitaries.

Everyone tacitly accepted that they were the makeup maids used in banquets and marriage ceremonies of wealthy families.

So everyone began to vigorously curry favor with them, and no one dared to bully them.

Ling Yueqing smacked her lips in amazement. As expected, there are top talents in every 360 professions.

Do one thing to the extreme and you will be the king!

Jiang Shulan looked at the woman with bright eyes and white teeth in front of her.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

If it was Xin'er getting married today, she would also be as beautiful as this.

But her poor daughter is now missing and no one knows where she is suffering.

Ling Yueqing saw her disappointment, but didn't know what to do.

Although she is proficient in all 360 trades, she is really not good at comforting people.

Her only experience of comforting others was when her comrade-in-arms asked her if she wanted to help him take the other person's head when he was heartbroken.

Just as she was racking her brains to think of how to comfort her.

The sounds of gongs, drums and firecrackers came from far away.

"Mom, don't worry, I will help you find Xin'er." Ling Yueqing could only assure her with determination.

She has a system. Even though it is a bit random and unreliable, it may be a turning point.

"Okay, be good, cover yourself with the veil." Jiang Shulan thought she was just comforting her and didn't take it to heart.

She covered Ling Yueqing with a bright red embroidered veil and helped her walk out.

When they arrived at the door, a large red sedan chair carried by eight people had just arrived.

The bright red sedan chair shows one's identity and status. It is hung with red silk all around, on which are outlined gold-threaded characters for happiness and patterns of auspicious clouds and flowers. The body of the sedan chair is carved with lifelike pictures of children being born. The tassels on the roof of the sedan chair fall to the center of the sedan chair, swaying gently in the breeze.

Of course Ling Yueqing couldn’t see all of this. She could only look from under her veil at the boots coming and going and the hems of other people’s clothes not far away.

The area was filled with people who came to watch the fun.

When he saw the bride come out, his mouth was full of praise and compliments.

But if you look closely, you can see that most of their eyes are not on the bride, but on the person holding the money bag next to the sedan chair and responsible for throwing the wedding money.

After a moment, Ling Yue listened and heard someone shout, "Silence."

The whole audience fell silent in an instant.

Judging from the shrillness of the voice, Ling Yueqing thought that the man should be a eunuch.

And I think his status should be quite high, and his words are quite effective.

As Ling Yueqing was daydreaming, a figure stopped in front of her.

From the peripheral light under the veil, we can see that this person is wearing a black brocade robe and should not be the groom.

Sure enough, I heard him speak the next second.

"Princess, the prince is not feeling well, so please keep the wedding simple." The cold voice was distant. "I will take you back to the palace for the wedding ceremony."

Yu Wen Che wanted to say something but was stopped by Ling Yueqing.

Although keeping it simple may seem disrespectful, this wedding is meant to bring good luck.

It's probably still unclear whether the prince's health can survive the wedding, so it's better to keep it simple and resolve it quickly.

"It's okay, let's go." Ling Yueqing didn't care much about these things. She also wanted the wedding to be completed quickly and smoothly. If the prince died in the middle of the wedding, not only would she be labeled as a jinx, but the inheritance that was about to come to her would probably be lost.

The one who came to pick up the bride was the prince's personal bodyguard Chi Feng. When he heard Ling Yueqing agreed without saying a word, he was so surprised that he was stunned and forgot to speak. He discussed with the brothers in the palace for a long time about how to deal with it if the princess cried and made a scene.

The result is this? He has been worrying for days in vain. He feels that there are only a few words on his forehead: "worrying about nothing".

He thought of the prince's subsequent arrangements and secretly wiped away his bitter tears, hoping that the eldest daughter of the general's mansion could still be as calm and composed as she was now.

Your Majesty is really something. General Yuwen is a close minister of the Kingdom of Li. Your Majesty is too lazy to even be perfunctory now.

Ling Yueqing walked to the side of the bridal sedan. A gust of wind blew past, lifting a corner of the veil.

Those who were nearby were astonished by her beauty and immediately started talking about her.

"Princess Zhan is so beautiful, why is she not on the beauty ranking list?"

"That's right, I think she's prettier than the most beautiful woman."

"General Yuwen just came back, and he hasn't seen the princess before."

"It seems so. It looks like this year's beauty list will be reshuffled."

"Of course. Anyway, I will definitely vote for the princess this year."

"Me too."

Amidst people's discussions.

Ling Yueqing sat in the bridal sedan.

With a long and drawn-out “Lift the sedan—”

The entire team marched in unison towards Prince Zhan's Palace.

Behind the bridal sedan stood two wealthy young men who shouted, "Let's have fun together with the people—"

He threw all the money in the sky proudly.

The people who were accompanying them rushed forward, their faces filled with joy.

At this time, two people who were robbing money were whispering to each other.

"Brother, did you see that just now? That princess looks like the boss."

Ershun pulled Dashun's arm and spoke excitedly.

"You miss the boss so much, don't you? The boss is a passionate man, you are insulting him."

Dashun pushed Ershun's hand away, telling him not to block him from picking up the money.

Seeing that Ershun was not giving up and wanted to talk, Dashun added another sentence.

"Although the eldest brother is handsome, I heard that the eldest daughter of the general's mansion is well-educated, gentle and charming, and speaks in a delicate voice. Can you imagine what the eldest brother looks like?"

Ershun thought about the boss's coquettish and spoiled appearance and shuddered, "I dare not think about it. I dare not think about it at all."