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Murong Xuanyi's wedding was arranged by the Ministry of Rites, but Yuan Ying's wedding dress, jewelry, and headdress were all made by Murong Xuanyi himself.

Murong Xuanyi is busy between court and wedding preparations every day, but he never forgets to take time to personally select Yuan Ying's wedding dress and jewelry.

For the wedding dress, he hired ten of the best embroiderers in the capital to work day and night. He specially selected the most delicate silk and embroidered it with gold and silver threads, implying that their future would be as gorgeous and strong as this dress.

As for jewelry and headdresses, he collected all kinds of rare gems, each of which was selected by him personally, which was enough to show how much he cherished Yuan Ying.

The Yuan Mansion was very busy inside and outside, as the room was filled with gifts sent by Murong Xuanyi.

Wanqiu was leading the maids to sort and organize things.

Most dowry gifts are jewelry, ornaments, clothing, etc.

"Oh my God, there are so many pieces of jewelry. If I wear one every day, I won't wear the same one twice in three years." Tianxiang sighed.

Wanqiu's face fell immediately when she heard this, and she said sternly, "Tianxiang, watch your words. What do you mean by wear it? Is this for you?"

Tianxiang curled her lips and stopped talking.

The room was full of gifts. Wanqiu led everyone to spend a whole day sorting them out and arranging them in an orderly manner. She carefully recorded each gift and then put them into the warehouse one by one, waiting for the wedding day to arrive, and then sent them to Prince Jing's Mansion as dowry.

The maids in the mansion all envied Lady Yuan's good fortune of being able to find such a good match and marry into the prestigious Prince Jing's Mansion. What was even more amazing was that even the generous dowry was prepared by Prince Jing himself, showing his dignity and importance.

After Yuan Ying learned all this, he was deeply moved, but he was also secretly worried that he was not worthy of such deep affection.

She decided to embroider a gift for Murong Xuanyi. But she didn't know how to sew, so she asked Wanqiu for help.

Wan Qiu thought for a moment and suggested, "Sir, embroider a handkerchief with hundreds of children and grandchildren, which means that after marriage, the family will prosper and the descendants will continue."

Yuan Ying also thought that this was a good implication. When it was late at night and the candlelight was flickering, Yuan Ying followed Wanqiu to learn how to embroider stitch by stitch, pouring all her tenderness and expectations into it.

Hua Qiansong felt even more worried after seeing this scene. The next morning, after much hesitation, he finally came to Prince Jing's Mansion.

Murong Xuanyi was very surprised to see Hua Qiansong coming to his house, "Master, you come here so early in the morning, what's the matter?"

Hua Qiansong looked at Murong Xuanyi and didn't know how to start for a moment.

Murong Xuanyi's heart sank when he saw him hesitate to speak: "Master, what happened to Xiaoying?"

Hua Qiansong quickly shook his head, but soon nodded.

Murong Xuanyi's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he asked nervously: "Master, what happened to Xiaoying?"

Hua Qiansong finally spoke: "Xuan Yi, Xiaoying is fine, is it me who wants to see you for something?"

"Oh? What's so difficult for Master to talk about?" Murong Xuanyi looked at Hua Qiansong in confusion.

Hua Qiansong took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Xuan Yi, I want you to cancel your engagement with Xiaoying."

Murong Xuanyi's face suddenly changed after hearing this, and his tone suddenly became colder, "Master, why is this? Xiaoying and I love each other, why do you want to separate us?"

Hua Qiansong sighed, "Alas, Xuanyi, I'm afraid that Xiaoying will be hurt in the future. Rather than being hurt in the future, it's better to suffer a short pain now."

Murong Xuanyi was extremely unhappy after hearing this. He was annoyed to talk about this so early in the morning. What kind of hurt, what kind of long pain, what kind of short pain. Fortunately, today is not the wedding day, otherwise I really want to throw this damn old man out.

"Master, you worry too much. I, Murong Xuanyi, will not marry anyone other than Xiaoying in this life. I will protect her from any storm. I will keep your worries in mind, but please believe that I can give her happiness and peace." Murong Xuanyi said in a firm tone, his eyes as sharp as torches.

Hua Qiansong felt mixed emotions when he saw this. He knew Murong Xuanyi's character very well, but he was also worried about Yuan Ying's future. "Xuanyi, it's not that I don't believe you, but Xiaoying..."

Murong Xuanyi frowned: "Xiaoying, what's wrong?"

Hua Qiansong gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaoying...may have difficulty giving birth in the future."

Murong Xuanyi was also shocked after hearing this, but after a moment of astonishment, he quickly regained his composure.

The two were silent for a moment, and he asked softly: "Xiaoying, does she know it herself?"

Hua Qiansong shook his head.

Murong Xuanyi said: "Well, don't tell her about this matter ever, and don't let anyone else know about it."

After a pause, he said, "Master, one year later you will announce to the public that I was injured on the battlefield and lost my fertility."

Hua Qiansong was touched when he heard this, but he also had mixed emotions. He knew that although this plan could protect Xiaoying from the strange eyes of the outside world, it would also make Murong Xuanyi bear the false accusation. "Xuanyi, you..."

Hua Qiansong hesitated to speak, and finally let out a heavy sigh.

"Master, I understand your painstaking efforts. But please allow me to protect her in my own way. No matter what the future holds, I am willing to spend it with her hand in hand. Please grant my wish."

Murong Xuanyi interrupted Hua Qiansong's words, his tone revealing a special kind of firmness.

Hua Qiansong was silent for a moment, and finally nodded slowly, "Okay, Xuanyi, I believe you. But please remember, if one day you regret it, or... remember to send her back to me."

"Master, don't worry. That day will never come." Murong Xuanyi promised, his eyes full of expectations and confidence for the future.

"Little Eagle's happiness is my greatest pursuit in this life. As for the rest, it doesn't matter. Master, thank you for telling me this!"

Murong Xuanyi thanked him sincerely. If Yan'er knew that she couldn't have children, she would be very sad. After all, every woman wants to be a mother.

Hua Qiansong nodded, feeling relieved, but still a little worried. He knew that this road was an unknown challenge for both of them.

In the blink of an eye, August 12 quietly arrived. Since August 15 was the day of the palace banquet and it was Yan'er's birthday, Murong Xuanyi wanted to celebrate her birthday in advance on August 14.

In the past two days, he was restless, thinking about how to give her an unforgettable surprise. Originally, he had arranged the lilies of the valley in the yard, just for the gorgeous bloom at that moment, but he couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and revealed his feelings to Yan'er in advance.

At this moment, he fell into deep thought, wondering what gift he should give as a birthday gift to express his love. Yan'er was not an ordinary woman, and gold, silver and jewelry could not touch her heart.

As Murong Xuanyi was thinking hard, he suddenly thought of something.