Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

"Eunuch An, in just a few days, I'm afraid..."

The Minister of Rites looked at An Fuhai with a troubled face, "The rest is easy to talk about, but Xifu, in just a few days, I definitely can't make it out."

An Fuhai's eyes flashed brightly, he coughed, and said meaningfully: "If the emperor really wants to help Prince Li and Ning'an Hou's mansion to hold a happy event, will the time be so rushed?"

"Then, Eunuch An, what do you mean..." The Minister of Rites rolled his eyes quickly, and speculated, "Change the semi-finished wedding dress to the two newcomers?"

"Our family didn't say that." An Fuhai nodded in satisfaction, and looked at the Minister of Rites with a teachable look.

"Thank you, Eunuch, for your suggestion. I know what to do." The Minister of Rites smiled, and took out a few banknotes from his sleeve and handed them over. "Please, Eunuch, please wait for me in front of the emperor, and say a few kind words for me."

"It's easy to say." Looking at the numbers, An Fuhai grinned from ear to ear, and stepped forward to pat the Minister of Rites on the shoulder: "As long as you do a good job this time, the emperor will definitely reward you and move up the ranks." A few levels, it is not impossible."

After saying that, An Fuhai lifted his foot and left the Ministry of Rites.

It wasn't until the people walked away that the Minister of Rites came back to his senses, and quickly ordered the officials below to prepare for the wedding.

As the servants of the Marquis of Ning'an were busy posting happy characters and hanging red lanterns, Du Shimeng's not-so-good mood got even worse.

She has a crush on Prince Li, but it's not the kind that doesn't want to be married to you. Besides, what she likes is...

"Miss, this is a wedding dress sent by the Ministry of Rituals. The servant girl looked at it, and it is much more detailed than the ones outside the palace."

Du Shimeng, who was restored to sanity by the maid's crisp voice, glanced at the Fengguan Xiapei on the tray indifferently, and after signaling the maid to put it down, asked, "Why did you bring these here, where is Ling'er?"

"Returning to Miss, Ling'er was locked in the firewood room by Master Hou, who said that she would only be released after you got married, Miss."

"What! My father, how could he!" Du Shimeng's eyes were full of anger, and he was about to find Ning Anhou, but was stopped by the maid in front of him.

"Miss, tomorrow will be your day of great joy. I beg you, please don't make extravagant incidents at this time."

Seeing that Du Shimeng hadn't completely calmed down, the maid continued to sternly said: "Besides, Lord Hou is still angry. If you go to intercede now, miss, I'm afraid not only you won't be able to save Ling'er, but you will even harm her."

Hearing this, Du Shimeng forced herself to calm down, and after letting the maid back down, she frowned and thought about countermeasures.

On the other side, after An Fuhai reported the situation to Ning Haonan in detail, he stood quietly by the side and rubbed his ink.

Ning Haonan was preparing for a nap, when he saw a corner of the paper exposed under the memorial, he concealed the doubt in his eyes, picked up the paper, and read it.

For a moment, seeing Ning Haonan's expression was wrong, An Fuhai tentatively said: "The Emperor..."

"Eunuch An, help me verify the matter yourself. Remember, you only have 2 days." Ning Haonan motioned An Fuhai to come over, and then whispered something into his ear.

"Wei, this servant will live up to His Majesty's entrustment and swear to the death to complete what His Majesty entrusted." After expressing his loyalty to Ning Haonan, An Fuhai walked quickly outside the palace.

Ning Haonan squinted his eyes, put the piece of paper into the hidden compartment, and said softly: "Follow him, if there is danger, don't I have to tell you what to do?"

"Yes."

As the voice fell, a figure quickly disappeared in the hall.

Seeing Fuling came back, Bo Ruchu got up and hugged her in her arms, "How is the situation?"

"Master, everything is going well. The emperor has sent someone to verify it. According to your plan, the emperor will get the exact news before the wedding."

Bo Ruchu deepened the corners of his mouth, and rubbed Fu Ling lightly: "If it's not bad, Prince Li must have a marriage in Cangguo, think of a way, and let the woman know about it as soon as possible."