The princess traveled through time for a year to help the prince build his kingdom and then left

May 1st, Taoran Garden.

The wedding day is getting closer.

Lin Shuya came to Qin Rubing's yard early in the morning and had breakfast with Qin Rubing.

During this period, Lin Shuya nagged her daughter endlessly.

Sometimes she told her daughter to prepare the items needed for the wedding well, and sometimes she reminded her daughter to pay attention to various details at the wedding.

Lin Shuya gave advice on every detail.

Qin Rubing listened to her mother's instructions patiently, nodding from time to time to show that she understood. She knew that this was all her mother's deep love and blessing for her.

In fact, Qin Rubing didn’t care about these things because she would not really marry Prince Yan anyway.

She only has one year to travel here.

They can be partners, even comrades-in-arms, but they will not be real husband and wife.

When the year is up, regardless of whether the mission succeeds or fails, she will automatically return to the modern era. This is what "Xiao Yu" told her.

Qin Rubing listened to Lin Shuya's chattering indifferently without responding.

However, when Lin Shuya asked someone to bring the finished wedding dress and asked Qin Rubing to try it on, Qin Rubing's eyes widened.

"Mother, this is so beautiful!"

Lin Shuya looked at Qin Rubing lovingly and said:

"On your wedding day, you will wear this wedding gown designed with twelve colors of silk to show your status as a princess, and then wear wooden clogs tied with colorful brocade belts, which symbolizes happiness and prosperity for your whole life."

The fabric of the wedding dress is printed colored gauze, and the lining, sleeves, collar and edges are made of silk. It is a silk fabric that combines printing and painting.

Qin Rubing had never expected that today's weaving and dyeing technology had become so advanced that it could not only weave exquisite and diverse patterns, but also print and dye rich and colorful colors.

Lin Shuya gently stroked the wedding dress and carefully introduced it to Qin Rubing:

"This was made for my mother at Jinyifang, the best clothing store in the capital. It took two months to make.

The printing technique used on the plain yarn requires a total of 7 layers of color patterns, and each layer of patterns is very small.

The prints on the branches and vines are fine and evenly distributed, while the intersections are printed using a hollow plate.

The patterns on the flowers, leaves and buds are different, with different shades of color, and they are all painted by hand, stroke by stroke.”

Qin Rubing put on the wedding dress with great joy.

The main body of the dress is made of gauze, and the upper body is light, showing off her charming figure.

The hem of the robe is cut at multiple angles using the bias cutting technique, so that it appears trumpet-shaped, highlighting her graceful figure and elegant demeanor.

Zhuxiang happily held up the bronze mirror, and Qin Rubing looked at it left and right.

"Mom, I love it so much."

Her eyes were bright and she was full of imagination: I really want to bring this wedding dress back to the modern era.

Qin Rubing doesn't have a boyfriend in modern times.

But in the future, if she meets the man of her dreams, she will hold an antique wedding with him and wear this wedding dress.

Yingbin building.

Chu Tiancheng, Zuo Qingyun and He Fugui drank happily.

Chu Tiancheng was in a good mood.

Before dawn, after everyone had dispersed, Chu Tiancheng slept for two hours. After waking up, he actually felt that his head didn't hurt that much.

Song Que was called in to check his pulse. Doctor Song nodded with satisfaction and said only two words: "Very good."

Chu Tiancheng was very happy and decided to put aside all his worries and celebrate his new life.

So he called two junior brothers to have a small gathering.

These two were not only his junior brothers, but also his childhood friends, and they had always been by his side. In front of them, Chu Tiancheng felt particularly relaxed.

"Qingyun, He San, what kind of person is Miss Qin?"

Chu Tiancheng took a big sip of wine and asked a question he had always wanted to ask.

"She is a capable and extraordinary woman." He Fugui also took a sip of wine, sipped the taste of the wine, and said seriously.

"A mysterious woman." Zuo Qingyun was also very serious.

"Well, I think she is the woman in my dream."

Chu Tiancheng no longer called himself the King. He completely put aside his status and started talking to them about Qin Rubing.

"The person in the dream?" He Fugui was puzzled.

"Yes, I saw her in my dream." Chu Tiancheng slowly fell into memories, "But I always feel that it was not a dream, she really exists."

Zuo Qingyun suddenly felt dazed, and a lavender halo appeared in his mind. It gradually became clear. It was the beautiful woman in the lavender dress he met at Cliff Mountain.

She was so far away that it seemed like a dream, but he knew that it was not a dream and that she really existed.

Noon, in the study of the Prince’s Mansion.

This place seemed to have experienced a catastrophe, with tables and chairs lying on the ground, books scattered all over the floor, and torn papers all over the floor.

The most eye-catching are the broken porcelains. Their originally exquisite appearance is now in tatters, with fragments scattered in every corner.

A large pile of empty wine jars were lying upright or upside down, and some had even rolled under the desk.

Chu Tianxing collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face was flushed, and his gorgeous clothes were wrinkled due to drunkenness, losing their former luster.

Li Yong bravely pushed the door open and called out carefully:

"His Royal Highness..."

"roll!"

Chu Tianxing frowned, grabbed an empty wine can from the ground and threw it towards the door.

Li Yong dodged.

Chu Tianxing seemed to have fallen asleep again.

Li Yong swallowed his saliva and stepped forward again to report:

"Your Highness, something happened in the Southern Kingdom!"

After a while, Chu Tiancheng sat up from the ground dizzily, "What's the matter?"

"The Southern Emperor is critically ill."

Chu Tianxing was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, God helps me!"

He stood up suddenly and rushed to the desk.

"Why is it such a mess here? Li Yong, where have you been? Why don't you clean it up?"

Li Yong hurriedly called for help, "Someone come."

"Don't call anyone else, come here. Go and grind the ink. I want to write a letter to Xiao Yifei."

Chu Tianxing was extremely excited.

"Chu Tiancheng, you are dead!"

Southern Kingdom, Imperial Palace.

Nandi was lying on the bed, his face pale.

A man dressed as a guard knelt in front of the bed.

The Southern Emperor said in a weak voice, "Go, go to the Eastern Kingdom and find Song Que."

After saying that, he tremblingly took out an exquisite iron box.

"Give this to Song Que."

"Yes." The man took it with both hands.

"When the work is done, don't come back."

"master."

The man raised his head, his slightly old face full of reluctance.

The Southern Emperor smiled slightly, "You have followed me since childhood and are the person I trust the most. If you can handle this matter, I can leave with peace of mind."

Nandi closed his eyes and waved his hand.

The man knelt down respectfully, then tiptoed out of the palace and headed north.