C75 false alarm

Hearing that, he kept hearing from her about how things were going over there. She didn't even have a chance to show her face.

However, she was afraid that something might happen and that it might use her, so she sat inside the room and steadily sat for an hour and a half. When Madame Jiang and the matchmaker left, Zheng Qingluo felt that she was about to collapse from exhaustion.

He had obviously not done anything and was just sitting there. How could he feel physically and mentally exhausted? Was he just too nervous? Zheng Qingluo immediately shook her head. Impossible.

Then after a few days, there was the matchmaker, Naji, and in a few days, there would be a period of recruitment. After this series of events, Zheng Qingluo already had experience, no matter what day it was, it had nothing to do with her.

She just stayed in her own yard, doing what she needed to do. There were people worrying about what was happening outside, so she didn't need to worry about anything. All she needed to do was to wait in peace.

When Zheng Qingluo finished embroidering the last needle of her wedding dress, it was the wedding day. She was deeply moved. Although the wedding dress was beautiful, she couldn't wear the one she had embroidered herself.

Because she was going to marry the Prince, all her embroidery was handled by the Internal Affairs Bureau. It was said that due to the lack of time, and due to the lack of time, the Internal Affairs Office still had to manage the new clothes and items of the Emperor, Empress Dowager, and concubines.

But none of this was something that Zheng Qingluo needed to worry about. She wanted to personally embroider a wedding dress, and even if she couldn't wear it, she had to press it into her dowry box and keep it for herself to think about. She heard that the bride herself had embroidered a wedding dress, so that she could live a happy life.

After receiving the last injection, Zheng Qingluo wanted to enjoy it again, but she was pushed to sleep by Mo Li. However, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what, so she wasn't that nervous.

After Zheng Qingluo had gone from the emperor's orders to the Seventh Prince's requests for marriage, to the hustle and bustle these past few days, she really didn't feel anything to be nervous about. It was as if this was a marriage she had been looking forward to since her previous life.

When Zheng Qingluo thought of her previous life, she could not help but think of the An clan and her own mother — the Madam Hou — in the house of the Marquis. She did not know how her current situation was.

Aunt Zhang had already been punished, and Zhao Second Miss Zhao Mingzhi had also been sent to the temple. Since she had avenged Big Miss Zhao Zhao Minyan, then would her mother's body be better?

Also, there was the Marquis Zhao. He wondered if he had gotten better in the imperial court recently, and whether the Seventh Prince was still targeting him. Every time he thought of this, Zheng Qingluo felt helpless.

No one knew better than her who Seventh Prince did it for, so she didn't have the qualifications to blame him for it. The only thing she could do was feel sorry for his father.

In a daze, Zheng Qingluo felt that she had just fallen asleep when someone called out to her. "Third Miss, wake up, ah. It's time for you to wake up. Xi Niang is already here. Old madam has come to see you twice."

Moyu lay beside Third Miss's ear and gently told her to get up. Zheng Qingluo, who was tired, didn't even want to pay attention to her. She reached out her hand to pull the blanket and buried herself even deeper.

Based on her senses, the most she could think of right now was five o'clock (three o'clock). Lying down for another hour or two shouldn't be a problem.

However, Mo Ju did not dare to let her sleep any longer. If she woke up too late, then there would be too many people talking about her. Even ordinary citizens would not be late for a wedding, let alone marrying into the imperial family.

"Third miss, just hold on for a while, it's just for today, the hard work will be over. Today is your wedding day, you won't miss the time, listen to me, get up, don't let me in, you're still sleeping in bed, that'll be embarrassing …"

With such a whispering bug by her ear, no one could sleep in peace. Zheng Qingluo reluctantly helped Zheng Qingluo into the bathroom, seeing Mo Lun waiting there, she couldn't help complaining.

"You actually found a good job and stayed here to spray the fragrance and make the powder. I, on the other hand, have gone to wake up the young miss. I've been calling her for almost a quarter of an hour now and even smoke is coming out of her throat. The third young miss is also unwilling to get up."

Can't get up? Hearing this, Mo Li panicked. Third Miss had always been very well-behaved and never had the habit of sleeping late or waking up late. Even if she slept early today, she shouldn't have to be too scared to wake up.

"Third Miss, are you not feeling well?" Zheng Qingluo was still confused and didn't want to talk to her. She just shook her head and was about to take off her clothes and go into the tub, but was stopped by Mo Li.

"Third Miss, don't go in yet. I'll call a doctor to have a look. If you're really sick, then you need to hurry up and take some medicine. You can't take a bath anymore either." Mo Li's words gave Mo Ju a fright. He hastily stretched out his hand to touch Zheng Qingluo's forehead; indeed, it was a bit hot.

"I'll get a doctor!" She turned around and was about to run out when she was grabbed by Zheng Qingluo. She was completely woken up by these two and was completely awake.

"Let go of me, Third Miss. I'll look for a doctor." Moyu was still struggling to get out when Zheng Qing yelled, "Do you think this isn't messy enough?"

"Being sick on the wedding day is not a good omen. If others were to find out, who knows how much gossip they would attract. Besides, I'm not sick, so what are you worrying about?"

"You're still saying that you're not sick, but you're getting a fever." Moyu's eyes were red, while Zheng Qingluo was also flustered by the two of them.

"I already said that I'm fine, but why can't you understand? I'm not feverish at all. Moyu, calm down and think about it. I just got out of bed and you've already worked all morning. How can the temperature be the same?"

Zheng Qingluo touched her head but didn't do anything. These two girls were worried. Hearing Zheng Qingluo's words, Mo Li quickly reached out her hand to touch her forehead.

As expected, it was not hot. He touched it more carefully, but he still couldn't feel the heat. Then, he felt Inky's hand and found that it was cold. "You stinking girl, you're scaring me to death, don't you know?"

After being touched by Mo Li, Mo Ju knew that she was in the wrong, but she still wasn't willing to give up. "It was clearly you who said that the little miss wasn't feeling well, why are you blaming me now?"

Mo Li was also choked to the point that he couldn't make a sound, so he could only grunt in anger and help Zheng Qing into the tub. Zheng Qingluo's heart was warmer than the water in the tub. With these two by her side, no matter how difficult it was, it was impossible to get through.

Caragana had sprinkled a lot of petals in the tub. Afraid that the fragrance wouldn't come out, she mixed half a bucket of water first and then stirred it nonstop in order to make the petals fully smell.

When the water was almost cold, she filled it with hot water again. The water was just right in the right temperature and the smell was just right. It made Zheng Qingluo feel comfortable and happy.

After the three of them were done with their chattering, Mo Li was finally done bathing. She was dressed in a red wedding dress, but it wasn't a wedding dress. She would have to wait until her hair was combed properly before wearing it.

After tidying her up, he supported her to the dressing table. The wedding was already being escorted by Mo Liu and they were all waiting there. When they saw that Zheng Qingluo had come out, they were all very obedient.

's Zhang family had even stayed in Qingluo's courtyard last night, afraid that they would be late today, so they brought her cousin's wife over as well.

This was the first time Zheng Qingluo had seen her cousin, Zheng Qingjiao and Zheng Qingyan had also came over early. After all, they were family's sisters that had married, if they were unwilling, they would still do it on the surface.

"Miss, don't twist your face, it hurts even more." Mo Ju, who was helping Zheng Qingluo by twisting her hair, kept turning Zheng Qingluo's head, but because it hurt too much, she quickly changed her position.

It was a good thing that the wedding didn't hurt too much. Soon her face was twisted back into its original position. Mo Li supported Zheng Qingluo and went to wash her face.

After dipping the cloth in water, Zheng Qing looked at the copper mirror. Sure enough, the face inside was completely red. It couldn't be uglier.

"Third Miss, don't think that her face isn't good. She'll look good when she puts on makeup. Without those fine hairs, her skin will be much smoother. Feel it yourself if you don't believe me."

Seeing the look of disdain on Third Miss's face, Mo Li knew what she was thinking and quickly tried to comfort her. Zheng Qingluo obediently touched her face.

"Look, I'll just say that it's smoother than before." Seeing that Zheng Qingluo's face wasn't as tense as before, Mo Li quickly chose a good one and said a few more words.

She was afraid that her young lady would be unhappy on such a good day. In fact, she was just worried. Zheng Qingluo was just that awkward. She had never been that concerned about such small things.

"Yoh, it's done. Look at how handsome our Third Miss is. Her face is smooth like a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg. It's white and tender."

These words made Zheng Qingluo want to laugh. She had clearly just seen it before, and it was so red that it was like rouge had been applied to it. This wedding lady's words were not to be trusted at all.

"Come, let me comb young miss's hair. Let's comb today's hair and then go wear our most beautiful wedding dress." Come, let me comb young miss' hair, let's comb young miss' hair and then go wear our most beautiful wedding dress.

However, it just had to ask for money. It didn't see that Mo Liu was following it and passed over a small purse from time to time, so naturally, the more reward money it took, the more kind words it said and the happier it would be. For the sake of listening to more obediently, the reward money must be kept.