The day of the grand wedding

  The day of the grand wedding

  After despising a group of common people, Murong Ting held her hands that had touched the relics of Ding Wang and admired them alone. Ye Shangshu praised Ye Li with great pleasure, he could almost foresee what kind of reputation and glory would bring to the Ye family when the news of Ye Li marrying Luan Yunjian spread out. As for whether there was treasure or military books inside Luan Yunjian, it was secondary. Ye Shangshu still had some self-awareness, even if there really was treasure, he wouldn't have any share in it. Compared to this, the reputation that came without any cost was more meaningful.

  "Third sister is really lucky, King Ding knew that the Crown Prince of Zhen Nan Wang came to visit and rushed over so quickly. It can be seen that his feelings for Third Sister are deep and heavy." Ye Ying said with a hint of mystery, looking at Ye Li with her watery eyes. Ye Li smiled lightly: "Fourth sister and King Lei aren't also deeply in love?" Ye Ying quickly glanced at Mo Jing Lei, then lowered her head with a hint of grievance. Ye Shang Shu saw this and slightly furrowed his brow. Could it be that Ying Er really suffered grievances in the Lei Wang Fu? Thinking of this, Ye Shang Shu casually looked at Mo Jing Lei, but gently asked Ye Ying: "Ying Er, have you been getting used to life in the Lei Wang Fu these days?"

  "Everything is fine with Ying'er, thank you for your concern, Father." Ye Ying said softly, lowering her eyes.

  Ye Shangshu finally felt at ease and smiled at Mo Jingli: "Yinger has been spoiled since childhood, if there's anything she did wrong, I hope King Wang will forgive her."

  Mo Jingli said: "Your Majesty can rest assured. I will take good care of Ying'er."

  "That's great, in a few days Lian'er will also get married, haha, this year our Ye family can be said to have double happiness." Ye Shangshu smiled with satisfaction. The three people present had different expressions, Ye Lian smiled slightly and nodded, "Father is right."

  May 20th

  The sky was still dark when Ye Li was woken up early, although she usually slept and woke up early, but after taking a look at the outside, which was still pitch black, Ye Li felt a bit helpless. The wedding ceremony was scheduled to take place just before noon, but she had to get up in the middle of the night to be made up. After washing up with fragrant flower petals under the service of the maids, Er Shu Mu and the Grand Lady of the Huaguofu, Qin Zheng's mother, Qin Furen, as well as Tang Nie Ye Furen, who had helped Ye Li prepare her dowry, were already waiting in the Qingyixuan with Murong Ting, Hua Tianxiang, Qin Zheng, and Qin Yuling. Hua Tianxiang walked in with a smile on her face, holding the phoenix-patterned wedding dress made of silk gauze, "Congratulations." With a gentle smile, she looked at Ye Li and silently laughed.

  Ye Li smiled lightly and raised her hand, allowing several people to help her put on the wedding dress. Under the candlelight, the majestic phoenix seemed to flow with the light, appearing and disappearing in the intricate peony pattern. Against the backdrop of the bright red wedding dress, Ye Li's usually pale complexion looked even more radiant, "It looks really good, worthy of being a phoenix brocade..." she murmured softly, causing everyone to stare in admiration. Madame Hua glanced at Madame Xu, who was smiling with satisfaction as she gazed at Ye Li, and gained a deeper understanding of Ye San Niang's status in the Xu family. She patted her dazed daughter on the back, laughing, "Alright, go stand aside and admire. Don't disturb us while we get dressed." Without waiting for a response, she pulled Ye Li to sit down in front of the copper mirror, where they discussed with Madame Xu and Madame Qin what hairstyle would be suitable.

  Ye Li stood silently in front of the mirror, allowing them to fuss over her as she watched Mu Rong Ting and a few girls making faces at her from the side. By the time the several ladies-in-waiting had finally come to an agreement on the hairstyle, the sky outside had already started to lighten. Ye Li couldn't help but look up at the sky in her mind, finally understanding why they had to start preparing so early. If they had waited until dawn to start getting ready, it was likely that they still wouldn't be finished by the time the wedding procession arrived. After finishing with her hair, several maids had already cleverly brought over several sets of previously prepared headpieces and jewelry. Madame Hua didn't rush to pin them onto Ye Li's hair, instead smiling as she instructed a maid: "Quickly go get some food for your young mistress to fill her stomach, after the makeup is finished today, she won't be able to eat again." Qing Shuang made a mischievous face and smiled as she pulled Qing Yu along to prepare the food. The several ladies-in-waiting also accompanied each other outside to take a short rest.

  As soon as the adults left, the few remaining younger ones immediately surrounded Yelü, "How are you, Lü? Are you nervous?" Murong Ting asked curiously, propping her chin on the table.

  Ye Li smiled and said, "You don't know if I'm nervous or not, but in the future, I can see if you'll be nervous." Murong Ting's face turned red as she gritted her teeth and said, "I won't... I won't be nervous." Hua Tianxiang smiled slyly at her, "You're stuttering when speaking, yet you dare say you're not nervous. You must be more nervous than Ye Li. Ah... next is Qin Sheng, Qin Sheng should prepare well." Qin Sheng glared angrily at Hua Tianxiang with a red face and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about?" Qin Sheng's shy appearance made Ye Li unable to resist pinching her cheek and smiling, saying, "Tianxiang is right, future sister-in-law?"

  "You... Lier, today is your wedding day, how can you... " Qin Zhen looked helplessly at her laughing good sister and Qin Yuling hiding behind with a sly smile. The person who should be shy didn't show any signs of it, but instead she, the unrelated one, felt embarrassed and flustered. Hua Tianxiang wiped away tears while laughing: "Good Zhen'er don't be angry. She's a weirdo, you can't expect her to be bashful." Turning around to look at Ye Lier, Hua Tianxiang nodded in satisfaction: "Our Lier is indeed a great beauty."

  Ye Li just shook her head, "You're not saying people rely on clothes, are you?"

  "How could that be? It's just that you usually don't pay attention to dressing yourself up. Now look, no accessories, no adornments, yet still radiant and dazzling. Hehe... King Ding will definitely be stunned."

  Ye Li shrugged and didn't express her opinion. If a beauty like Liu Guifei couldn't catch Mo Xiuyao's eye, it was hard to imagine what kind of beauty would make him stare. Qingfeng brought in several light breakfast dishes, and after eating, the ladies rested for a while before coming in to prepare for selecting accessories and makeup. Because the wedding dress couldn't be tried on or have a second one made, even the matching jewelry, hairstyle, and makeup could only be decided after putting on the clothes according to the effect of the wedding dress. Therefore, three sets of jewelry were prepared in advance for selection. Finally, the ladies unanimously chose a set of gold-embroidered peony hairpins with red gemstones, several gemstone-studded golden hairpins, and then painted their eyebrows, applying light lip color. Qin Furen came up with a unique idea to paint a small half-opened peony on her brow.

  Ye Li stared blankly at the elegant and beautiful woman in the copper mirror, almost unrecognizable to herself for a moment. Her raven-black hair was styled in an elegant bun, with gemstone-adorned tassels swaying gently in the candlelight, adding a touch of coquettishness to her dignified and noble red wedding dress. Ye Li smiled faintly in her heart, she had never thought that words like "coquettish" and "beautiful" could be associated with herself.

  "Really beautiful, Lier herself was also stunned, right?" Huatian Xiang said with a smile.

  Ye Li glared at her, and Madam Hua had already smiled and pushed the girls out, "Alright, everyone go out first. Let the bride rest for a bit, the welcoming party will be here soon." The crowd once again congratulated Ye Li before happily leaving. Only Mrs. XU was left behind, waiting until she handed her a thin booklet with a smile, instructing her to take a good look before also walking out. Ye Li could only stare blankly at the booklet in front of her, almost not needing to think to know what it contained. After thinking for a moment, Ye Li stood up and put the booklet into an unused trunk.

  The Dingguo Wangfu was much more reliable than the Li Wangfu. Before the third quarter of the hour of Si, Qingyixuan became lively again. Lady Hua and Lady Qin personally covered Ye Li with a phoenix-patterned quilt and escorted her to bid farewell to Old Lady Ye, Ye Shangshu, and the spirit tablet of Madame Xu amidst the crowd's cheers.

  The most eye-catching thing about this wedding was the groom who appeared unexpectedly, although he was originally in a reasonable relationship. Long ago, many people had been secretly guessing who would be invited to welcome the bride at the Dingguo Palace, but no one expected that King Ding would come in person. From the entrance of the Ye Manor to the Dingguo Palace, the road was already packed with citizens of the capital city who came to watch the excitement. When they saw King Ding appear in a red robe, the people couldn't help but think of the young man in brocade clothes who had galloped and whistled freely back then, and their hearts were filled with even more sighs. Similarly, the send-off ceremony at Ye Manor was also extraordinary. Originally, it should have been Ye Rong, the only male member of the Ye family, who would see off his sister, but unlike when Ye Ying got married, six handsome men with unique characteristics appeared outside the gate of Ye Manor. The first two were naturally Xu Qingchen and Xu Qingze, followed by Xu Qingfeng and Xu Qingbai, and finally Xu Qingyan and Ye Rong. The Xu family's young masters were either elegant and refined, or cold and majestic, or heroic and refreshing, or handsome and charming. Even the youngest, Xu Qingyan, was intelligent and bright, and Ye Rong was instantly ignored by the crowd, able only to quietly follow behind Xu Qingyan.

  The bride walked out of the gate with the support of Huatian Xiang and Qinzheng, and the phoenix brocade wedding dress shining brightly in the sunlight once again drew people's admiration.

  This day was undoubtedly the most lively in the capital, whether it was due to the status of the Dingguo King's mansion or because the guests attending this wedding were too special, even the emperor came with the empress and the dowager empress to attend the wedding. It was attending the wedding, not presiding over the wedding, because the one presiding over the wedding was the emperor who also had to respectfully address as "Guniang" (aunt) - the Xifeng Grand Princess. The Dingguo King's mansion, which had no guests for seven or eight years, was filled with guests, and the Grand Princess sat high above everyone else, chatting with the guests who came to congratulate her. Mo Jingqi accompanied the empress and sat on one side, talking to the Grand Princess, although the Grand Princess had not asked about worldly affairs for over twenty years, but the majesty of the "Iron-fisted Princess" who was respected by even the previous emperor still could not be taken lightly.

  "We respectfully report to Your Majesty, the Princess of Great Longevity has arrived at a propitious hour."

  The steward of the Wangfu came in to report, and the guests in the hall suddenly fell silent. Mo Jingqi looked at the elderly princess with a head full of white hair but still spirited, smiled and said: "Since that's the case, let's pay our respects then. Your Imperial Highness?"

  The Grand Princess Xi Fu nodded and stood up, saying to the crowd: "Please let His Majesty, Her Majesty the Empress Dowager, Her Majesty the Empress, and all the guests follow me to attend the ceremony."

  The grand hall in the palace had been decorated, with red candles burning brightly and a joyful atmosphere. The Empress Dowager sat at the top seat, with the Emperor on her right and the Crown Princess on her left. The other guests were seated according to their status. Amidst the attention of the crowd, Mo Xiuyao and Ye Li walked into the hall under the escort of the matchmaker. It was supposed to be a perfect match between a talented man and a beautiful woman, but unfortunately, the groom had to sit in a wheelchair, which made many people feel sorry. At the same time, more people were sighing that if the Crown Prince wasn't like this now, he would have married a woman with both wealth and beauty long ago, so how could he end up marrying a daughter from the humble family of the Minister of War?

  "King Ding's legs are not convenient, and such a ceremony is inevitably lacking in sincerity?" A teasing voice suddenly sounded in the temple, as if a basin of ice water had been poured into a fierce fire, and the entire hall was suddenly silent. Everyone looked at the source of the sound in surprise. Sitting there were the envoys from various countries who came to attend the ceremony, among whom a sturdy young man with a pleased expression was staring at Mo Xuyao. The words just now obviously came from his mouth. He apparently didn't think he was being rude, and when he saw everyone's eyes gathering around him, he became even more reckless.

  "That's the eleventh prince of Beirong. I heard he's an idiot, why would the King of Beirong send him as an envoy to Great Chu?" Ye Li stood quietly beside Mo Xiu, with the guests' whispers reaching her ears.

  "You've forgotten that the Beijun and Dingguo kingdoms have a deep-seated grudge, haven't you? Although they've made amends with our Great Chu in recent years, I'm afraid they still harbor resentment towards past events. They probably sent this fool on purpose to humiliate King Ding."

  "How can Your Majesty allow such a person to attend the ceremony..."

  "As a national envoy, having traveled thousands of miles, you can't just not let them attend the ceremony."

  In the midst of murmurs, Mo Jingqi looked down at the North Jue King and said loudly: "Eleventh Prince, our Great Chu wedding ceremony does not have a kneeling ritual, so Ding Wang has nothing inconvenient." However, the North Jue King obviously had no intention of giving the name of the Great Chu Emperor, furrowed his thick and long eyebrows, and said displeased: "This king has heard of the great name of Ding Wang of Great Chu in North Jue, who would have thought that today I saw a crippled person sitting in a wheelchair?! Can't the Emperor of Great Chu be fooling us?!" As soon as this was said, not only Mo Jingqi, but all the civil and military officials of Great Chu present changed color.

  The South King of Xiling Town, Lei Tengfeng, who was sitting next to the Beijun prince, lightly coughed and smiled: "Eleventh Prince, this is indeed the King of Chu. However, seven years ago, something unexpected happened to him. Today we are here to attend the ceremony, not to cause trouble. Come, let me toast you." The Beijun were originally a barbarian tribe, but this Eleventh Prince was considered a mixed breed even among the Beijun people. He wouldn't give up just because of Lei Tengfeng's offer of wine, and instead looked at Mo Xiu Yao with a sly smile: "I remember now, the King's injury was left by our Beijun Flying Cavalry General. I used to often hear the Flying Cavalry General sighing to me about how he almost caught...".

  "That's enough!" Xi Fu, the Grand Princess, had already turned pale with rage and didn't care that the Prince of Bei Rong was a foreign envoy. She said coldly: "If the Prince of Bei Rong is here to observe the ceremony, then sit quietly. If not, then leave!"

  The Prince of Beijun was taken aback, opening his mouth as if to say something to Princess Chang. However, he was quickly silenced by the two people following him, who pressed him back down. Although the Prince's face showed displeasure, he ultimately said nothing more. The others, seeing Princess Chang's unpleasant expression, also dared not speak further. Mo Jingqi cleared his throat and said, "Your Imperial Highness, it is time to pay respects."

  Xifujun's eyes slightly sank, and she nodded towards one of the officials on the side.

  "Bowing to heaven and earth——!"

  "Two bows to the high hall——!"

  "Husband and wife bow together!"

  Ye Li looked up from under the red veil, her gaze slightly averted, and only saw the person beside her tightly grasping one end of the red silk. In her heart, she let out a soft sigh. Actually, from the moment she met Mo Xiuyao, she had always felt that his perfection was somewhat unreal. As someone with crippled legs, disfigured, and rumored to have poor health, he presented himself too perfectly. No self-deprecation, no self-pity, nor any self-abandonment. At all times, he stood tall, even when sitting in a wheelchair, as if he were higher than anyone else. Recalling the rumors of that fiery youth, Mo Xiuyao seemed even more illusory and elusive. From being fierce like fire to being gentle like jade, what kind of painful refinement had he undergone? It wasn't until now that Ye Li truly sensed Mo Xiuyao's emotions - anger and ferocity.

  Ye Li smiled bitterly. Her wedding ceremony was being held in the hall, but she could feel her husband's negative emotions, even if they weren't directed at her, it still made her feel a little stifled.

  "The ceremony is complete—send them into the bridal chamber!"

  In a joyful and festive new house, dragon and phoenix candles were quietly burning. Ye Li sat silently on the new bed embroidered with auspicious dragon and phoenix patterns, speechless. She knew that Mo Xiu Yao was sitting not far from the bedside, watching her, seemingly without any intention of approaching, "Can I take this off?" Unable to wait for the groom to make a move, she could only speak up herself. After a moment, Mo Xiu Yao slowly approached, and as the red wedding veil on his head was lifted, both people were taken aback when they saw each other. Ye Li was somewhat unaccustomed to seeing Mo Xiu Yao wearing bright red clothes, having grown accustomed to his usual plain attire. However... this man seemed to look good in any color. Mo Xiu Yao's momentary daze was fleeting, and a hint of surprise flashed across his calm eyes before disappearing without a trace. The two sat silently facing each other for a while, feeling somewhat awkward.

  Ye Li leaned forward slightly and pulled Mo Xiuyao's left hand, Mo Xiuyao was taken aback and immediately wanted to pull his hand back into a fist.

  "Let go." Ye Li said calmly.

  His fingers slowly relaxed, and his thick hands didn't look like those of a pampered noble. There were not a few calluses and scars on them, but they weren't ferocious either. Ye Li remembered that a childhood friend who grew up with her had once told her what a man's hand should be like. It should have some calluses, indicating that the man wasn't someone who didn't get his hands dirty, and maybe even had one or two scars that wouldn't spoil the view, showing that he wasn't a man who was kept in a deep boudoir. And it would be best if they looked good too. Only such hands could make women feel safe and pleasing to the eye.

  At this time, the palm of his hand was stained with a shocking crimson, and four deep bloodstains were slowly oozing out, but the man opposite her seemed to feel no pain at all, opening his hand for her to see as if nothing was wrong.

  Ye Li lowered her head to look at his palm, which was covered in scars, and stretched out a finger to lightly touch it. Then... she pressed down hard. She raised her head to look at the man, whose expression didn't change at all, "Doesn't it hurt?"

  Mo Xiuyao smiled faintly and looked at Ye Li's eyes with an unexpected warmth, "What kind of pain is this? I've been through even more painful times."

  Ye Li thought so, for someone who had been on the battlefield, this injury was nothing. She got up and walked to one side, rummaged through her dowry, and brought back a familiar small box. Sitting down beside the bed, she opened the box, took out clean white gauze and medicinal water, and helped him dress his wound. "Even if you're angry, there's no need to hurt your own body, right? I thought you were used to it?"

  Mo Xi Yao's lips curled up with a hint of bitterness as he smiled faintly, "You see, I'm actually not used to it yet." He had thought that he was already accustomed to it, but in reality, it took him seven whole years to get used to it. Getting used to the fact that from now on, he could no longer gallop freely on horseback, getting used to the fact that whenever he appeared in front of people, he had to wear a mask, otherwise the scars on his face would attract either fearful or sympathetic gazes from everyone. Getting used to the frequent bouts of illness that plagued him, making his past life seem like a dream. He had thought that he was adapting well, but only today, standing in the grand hall and listening to the Northern Yan prince's deliberate humiliation, did he realize that he still had a long way to go. So, today, not only did he humiliate himself, but also his newlywed wife, who followed him in suffering the indignity, even though she didn't blame him for it.

  Ye Li clearly saw the guilt in the man's eyes and couldn't help but smile faintly: "I thought you knew that since we decided to accept this marriage, I've been prepared for anything." Mo Xiuyao asked: "You already knew such a situation would arise?" Ye Li shook her head, laughing: "Even if there wasn't such a situation, there would be other situations. Can I really expect that once we become relatives, we'll live in peace and happiness forever without worries?" Even ordinary commoner families have their own difficulties to recite, let alone a noble family like this one. Mo Xiuyao quietly looked at her for a long time before softly saying: "Perhaps I can't guarantee you a life without worries, but as long as I'm here, I'll do my best to give you the life you want."

  Ye Li raised an eyebrow, "I believe you." She slowly applied the medicine and put away the medical supplies with a smile.

  "You've had a long day, get some rest early." Mo Xiuyao said to Ye Li with a faint tone. Ye Li was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again, "Alright, you too, get some rest early." Mo Xiuyao nodded and called Ah Jin over to push him away, also considerately instructing Qingfeng and several others waiting outside to go in and attend to him.

  When Qingfeng and a few others entered, Ye Li had already removed all the accessories from her body and put them in the jewelry box on the dresser. Qingfeng frowned slightly, somewhat dissatisfied, saying: "Miss, why did the king leave?" As the eldest princess of Xihe, she had previously decreed that there would be no disturbance in the bridal chamber, nor would King Ding accompany the guests to drink wine, so at this moment, King Ding should be accompanying Miss in the new room. Why did he come and go?

  Ye Li turned back with a smile and said: "This is the Ding Wang Fu, are you still worried that he has no place to rest?"

  The green phoenix and green jade had prepared warm water, asking Ye Li to take a bath. Her expression didn't look too good either. But Ye Li didn't have the energy to care about the maids' expressions, in fact, she thought Mo Xiu Yao's decision was really considerate. Although she hadn't planned on being a nominal wife for her whole life, but if she had to do something with a man she barely knew and only met a few times, she was worried that she wouldn't be able to adapt. In this regard, she felt that she should admire the adaptability of ancient women. Normally, they couldn't even hold hands with men, but when it came time to get married, they had to roll in bed with a man they barely knew. After taking off her heavy accessories and beautiful wedding dress, Ye Li relaxed her body contentedly, preparing to take a bath and rest. Until she lay down on the soft and comfortable bed and fell asleep, there was still a faint smile on her lips: Mother, grandfather, father, mother, and a big group of older brothers and sisters, I've married myself off...

  In a study within the imperial palace, Mo Xiuyao sat behind his desk wearing a plain white robe, his expression uncharacteristically gloomy and icy. Feng Zhiyao, dressed in red, leaned lazily against the doorframe, laughing as he said, "What's with this face on your big wedding day? Aren't you afraid of scaring off your bride?" In one corner of the room, a young man with a pampered appearance sat smiling at him and said, "In my opinion, your bride's courage is far greater than we imagined."

  Feng Zhi thought for a moment and nodded in agreement: "That's true. I really haven't seen many women with the courage of Miss Ye San."

  "Enough?" Mo Xiuyao raised his head and coldly stared at the two people in front of him who were not in a good shape. Feng Zhiyao shrugged and said: "The idiot from tonight, Ye Lü Ping, is the 11th prince of Beijiang, the son of Bei Jiang's most favored concubine, Xiao Fei, and the younger brother of Bei Jiang's 7th prince, Ye Lü Ye. He is also the nephew of Bei Jiang's Flying Cavalry General, He Lian Zhen. You won't have forgotten what you did to He Lian Zhen seven years ago, will you?"

  "Helian Zhen's surname is Helian, Xiao Fei's surname is Xiao, how can Yelü Ping be Helian Zhen's nephew?" asked the puzzled young noble on one side.

  "The relationships of the Northern Tribes are so complicated, who knows how they're all connected?" Feng Zhiyao said with a bad tone: "Leng Haoyu, isn't this something you should be dealing with?" The young man was none other than Leng Haoyu, the second son of the General of the North, known as the most useless person in the capital. "The news I received from the Northern Tribes said that Yelü Ye is actually Helian Zhen's illegitimate child."

  "Can this news that has been passed on to Da Chu be trusted?" Feng Zhiyao rolled her eyes and turned back to look at Mo Xiuyao, "Seven years ago, your older brother suddenly died. Originally, He Lianzhen could have taken the opportunity to establish a great achievement, even sweeping across Da Chu. As a result of you recklessly charging out of Gui Xiong Valley with a large fire that almost burned half of He Lianzhen's life away. Not to mention He Lianzhen's loss of soldiers and generals, they also managed to make the Northern Rong not dare to raise their troops for three whole years. By the time they recovered, our Da Chu had also regained its vitality. From then on, He Lianzhen fell out of favor with the Northern Rong king, and also dragged down Ye Lu Ye and Xiao Fei's influence in the Northern Rong. They didn't directly rush to Da Chu to fight you to the death, that's already not bad."

  Mo Xiuyao said calmly: "In other words, Yelü Ping is here to make things difficult for me on behalf of Yelü Ye?"

  Feng Zhi Yao stroked his chin and said, "Everyone knows that Ye Lü Ping is a despicable person. If you've offended him, you should be ashamed to even bother with him. Isn't the outcome obvious?"

  Mo Xiu Yao sneered, "Today they're still being relatively polite, only Yelü Ping jumped out to make trouble. The others must be getting impatient too?" Feng Zhiyao tapped her forehead thoughtfully and said, "Who knew that Your Majesty would bring the Empress and the Dowager Empress to the Dingguo King's mansion? It wouldn't be good to be too rude in front of Your Majesty, right? Since there's already a fool who spoke out, those self-proclaimed smart people naturally won't dare open their mouths again. However...the foreign envoys will still be staying in the capital for half a month. As for your sister-in-law..."

  "Don't go disturb her!" Mu Xiuyao said calmly.

  Feng Zhiyao and Leng Haoyu exchanged a glance, and Leng Haoyu blinked his peach blossom eyes and asked: "Your Highness, you won't tell us that the new queen you brought back plans to hide in the Ding Wang Fu and not let anyone see her, right?" Was it true that Ye Jia's third miss was so charming that she had captivated the heart of the Ding Wang at first sight, making him want to carefully hide and protect her?

  Mo Xiuyao said: "A Li doesn't like those social interactions between the powerful people, don't bother her unless it's something important."

  Feng Zhi Yao tapped her folding fan and frowned, "A Yao, even if it's an ordinary family marrying a wife, they still need to take charge of the inner courtyard and handle relationships. Let alone being the mistress of the Dingguo Kingdom's main house. If she were just a weak and incompetent young lady from a good family, that would be one thing. But Ye San Niangzi is not a weak and incompetent woman. If she can help you, it will be half the work with double the results, and you'll have an easier time too."

  "Feng San is right, Ting Er has nothing but praise for Miss Ye San." Leng Hao Yu also nodded in agreement.

  Mo Xiuyao furrowed his brow and said, "We'll talk about this later." Feng Zhiyao slightly raised an eyebrow, seemingly thinking of something, and suddenly smiled, saying, "Alright, since you've already made up your mind, we won't interfere with this matter. What does it mean that the Emperor brought the Empress Dowager here today? Is he still on guard against you?" Mo Xiuyao said, "When has he not been on guard against me? Now that the Yunjian Sword is back in the Dingguo King's mansion, there have been at least a dozen groups of people attempting to break into the Dingguo King's mansion over the past few days. At least three of those groups came from the palace." Leng Huan Yu's eyes lit up, "Are they our Emperor's men?" Mo Xiuyao shook his head, "I'm not sure, but definitely some of them are his people." Feng Zhiyao smiled slyly at Leng Huan Yu and said, "Leng Er, go back and keep an eye on that cold-faced general in your household. If our Emperor continues to fail in breaking into the mansion, he'll likely send him over. Who made him our Emperor's childhood friend and confidant?"

  Leng Hao Yu curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, no matter who comes, they won't be able to take a single hair from this mansion." Thinking of his own brother Leng Hao Yu's cold face, he felt annoyed. He thought that his brother was an idiot who only knew how to follow the emperor around, but every time Ting Er saw him, she looked at him with admiration, while looking at himself like trash. It was really annoying. That guy would be better off coming to cause trouble in the mansion, let him get caught and beaten up, then Ting Er would know who was truly extraordinary and who was a stupid rich kid!

  "Your Highness, someone has broken into the mansion!" The heavy stone gate was opened a crack, and Ah Jin flew in quickly.

  Mo Xiuyao's eyes turned cold, "Where did you go?"

  "The Queen's Courtyard."

  Bang!

  "Not a single one is allowed to escape, since today's grand wedding shouldn't see bloodshed, then we'll entertain them tomorrow."

  Digression

  Married, no bridal chamber, no flowers in front of the moon, no dense emotions. Nothing at all. Because this can only be had later. Although this article has just started, Feng has already thought it through, and the next article will definitely write about married women and men, and crossing over will directly cross into marriage, and emptying will also start from marriage. Hehe, so I don't need to write about getting married~