After sending the sachet out, Chu Xingyu was in a very good mood.

Just after returning from the East Palace, the palace attendants in Zhongyue Palace began to dress her up in preparation for the New Year's banquet that would be held later.

Chu Xingyu sat in front of the dressing table and giggled a few times from time to time, scaring the palace maid who was combing her hair.

Yingluo was no longer surprised and said, "Nothing, just keep combing."

The palace maid could only bite the bullet and continue to tie her hair into a bun. After she finished combing her hair, she put on a small gold crown set with gems and two gold hairpins.

Finally, she put on a hibiscus-colored Sichuan brocade gold dress, necklaces and jade bracelets, and gilt bells around her waist. Even the toes of her embroidered shoes were dotted with dazzling pearls.

This outfit was decided upon by Chu Jifeng after he asked the Shang Palace Bureau to revise the design many times before leaving for the trip.

Exuding nobility all over his body, he can express it in one sentence: I am very expensive and you cannot afford to support me.

This is the effect Chu Jifeng wants.

Chu Xingyu didn't know what her father had in mind. Looking at herself in the mirror, her temples were rosy and creamy, but still a bit childish, she sighed softly and said quietly: "When will I grow up?

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Yingluo finally laughed: "Princess, does she hate marrying?"

Chu Xingyu turned around and glared at her, saying, "Are you even making fun of me?"

"Don't dare, your Majesty often says that the princess is cute and cute, and wants to keep you in the palace for a few more years." Yingluo still smiled, "I'm afraid that when the princess is old enough, your majesty won't make a decision for you right away.

What about the wedding?"

Chu Xingyu curled her lips, thinking that the marriage was not settled, but she could also make a marriage contract first. If she tied the person up, would she be afraid that the person would run away?

It was almost time, and Chu Xingyu rode in a warm sedan chair to the Mingyue Palace, where the banquet was held.

Because there was a disaster this year and the emperor and empress were not in the palace, the New Year's banquet was not held grandly.

But Wang Peilan also arranged it carefully. There were more than a dozen important ministers who came, and the positions were arranged appropriately. There was a charcoal pot nearby for heating, and there was also a charcoal stove on the table to warm the dishes, so that the ministers could eat on the first day of the new year.

A hot bite.

Previously, these people were complaining that the Crown Princess was jealous, but now they praised the Crown Princess for being virtuous and caring, and that she was indeed a role model for women.

Chu Xingyu was sitting in her seat, vaguely hearing these gossips, and rolled her eyes.

Everyone says that it is better to be a queen and a princess, but the queen mother and the second sister-in-law must have a multifaceted mind and be considerate of everything so that those long-tongued officials cannot find fault.

It's better to be a little princess.

After a while, the King of Chu and his wife and the prince and his wife arrived, and Chu Xingran, dressed in a brocade robe, followed behind them.

The ministers saluted, but the emperor was absent. As the prince, Yan Yu spoke eloquently in the palace. In Li Chunbao's words, he was giving people blood and making big cakes.

Chu Xingran sat at the same table with his fourth sister. He looked at his sister and said, "This is the head, face and clothes that my father tortured Shang Gongju for a month? It's really pretty."

He is different. He wears the same styles as in previous years. He is secretly happy when he can find new materials to make new clothes.

"Third brother, your eyes are really good today." Chu Xingyu was in a happy mood and obediently gave him a piece of beef.

But as soon as I glanced at him, I saw the sachet at his waist.

She shook her head and asked, "Why does your sachet look so familiar?"

"Can't you recognize what you made yourself?" Chu Xingran said, "I said I match Qingzhu, and Mr. Lu said the same thing. Sister, you have to find out what other people like when giving gifts. Mr. Lu said he likes Cangzhu.

Pine, so the third brother thoughtfully exchanged the pine sachet with Mr. Lu, sister, you don’t need to thank me."

Chu Xingyu's face turned pale, and her voice trembled slightly: "He said he likes Cangsong?"

"Yes." Chu Xingran nodded, "It's what Mr. Lu wanted to change."

Chu Xingyu's heart seemed to be blocked by something, her mouth was slightly open, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Lu Lin obviously likes green bamboo, why should he say he likes green pine?

Although she is poor at reading, she is not a fool.

Lu Lin declined her politely.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes felt hot, and her nose became sore.

It was like... the little green grass had just broken through the soil and sprouted, and was uprooted by someone. That person also wanted to tell her not to waste her efforts. How dare a little grass covet him without virtue and incompetence?

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Chu Xingran, a straight man, finally noticed something was wrong with her face.

Chu Xingyu wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled: "It's okay, third brother, I want to drink."

Chu Xingran's expression immediately changed: "You can't drink. You'll faint when you touch alcohol. Have you forgotten how drunk you were last night?"

Chu Xingyu became increasingly unhappy.

But everyone in the hall had different thoughts, and they didn't notice Chu Xingyu's side for a while.

Where Yan Hong and Li Chunbao were sitting, Jiang Zhe was next to them.

Jiang Zhe made a lot of money this winter, and his face was rosy and full of spring breeze.

The most rare thing is that Li Chunbao raised his jade cup to toast Jiang Zhe.

Jiang Zhe was flattered, and even more secretly happy. You must know that Li Chunbao's popularity is very high. From the looks of it, she is not willing to be a doctor who can be driven around, but wants to control the power and speak the truth.

This New Year banquet was the same as usual, nothing special.

But Jiang Zhe suffered from vomiting and diarrhea in the middle of the night. He soon became weak. Although he was awake, he was so weak that he couldn't get up at all.

During the Chinese New Year, the Jiang family finally hired a doctor. After checking his pulse, the doctor shook his head and said, "The symptoms of the adults are very strange. The little ones are incompetent and there is nothing we can do."

There is no need to blame for incompetence, but treating people to death is a big problem.

With such a difficult disease, it would be better for him to stay safe.

Therefore, no matter how much money the Jiang family added, the doctor they hired was unable to do anything. It was not because they did not want to make money.

The fifth aunt was from the Ming family. She thought quickly and said, "Madam, why don't you take me to the state-run hospital? It's the only doctor there who hasn't been invited over."

State-run hospitals have their own rules. Unless the patient is not allowed to move, the patient must go to see a doctor on his own. After all, it takes a lot of time for the doctor to come back and forth.

Mrs. Jiang's face darkened and she said: "What do you think? Our Jiang family can't afford to eat? We actually want to take the master to a state-owned hospital for treatment? If people find out, the face of the master and the Jiang family will be lost."

Already."

Aunt Ming was very fond of Jiang Zhe, and her mother-in-law was very helpful. Mrs. Jiang had always disliked her.

Given the opportunity, Mrs. Jiang would of course take the opportunity to suppress her.

Aunt Ming was not afraid, but said: "Madam, which is more important, life or face? My current condition is very bad. If you don't send me to a state-run hospital, are you really going to see me die?"

"How outrageous! You are celebrating the Chinese New Year and you actually said this word!" Mrs. Jiang glared at her.
Chapter completed!