Grand Wedding Day

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The Day of the Grand Wedding

Meng Y婷 disdainfully looked down upon a group of vulgar people after holding her hands that had touched Duke Ding's possessions and admired herself. Secretary Ye was in high spirits as he praised Ye Li greatly; he could almost foresee how much reputation and glory this news would bring to the Ye family when word got out that Ye Li had brought back Sword Lanyun. Whether there were treasures or military strategies inside Sword Lanyun did not matter anymore. Secretary Ye still knew his place, even if there was any treasure inside, it wouldn't concern him anyway. Compared to that, the reputation he gained without having to pay anything at all was more meaningful.

"Third Sister really is blessed; Duke Ding came so quickly upon hearing about Prince Zhi Nan's visit and showed his deep affection for Third Sister," Ye Ying said softly as she looked into Ye Li's eyes. Ye Li smiled faintly, "Little Fourth and King Li also share a deep bond." Ye Ying glanced at Mo Jingli hastily and lowered her head in apparent distress. Secretary Ye frowned slightly when he saw this. Could it be that Ying'er had really suffered委屈in the Li王府 Thinking of this, Secretary Ye looked at Mo Jingli unintentionally and asked Ye Ying gently instead, "How has Ying'er been adjusting to life in Prince Li's residence"

"Everything is fine, Father need not worry," Ye Ying said softly with her eyes lowered.

Secretary Ye was relieved and smiled at Mo Jingli, "Ying'er has always been pampered. If there are any issues, I hope the prince will be lenient."

"Rest assured, Father-in-law. This prince shall take good care of Ying'er," said Mo Jingli.

Secretary Ye smiled satisfactorily and replied, "That's wonderful; in a few days' time, Lièer will also have her grand wedding. Haha, this year our Ye family is truly blessed." The three people present had different expressions as they nodded slightly at Secretary Ye with a smile on their faces.

May 20th

The sun hadn't risen yet when someone woke Ye Li up early in the morning. Although she usually went to bed and got up early, she was still somewhat helpless seeing that it was still pitch dark outside. The time of her wedding ceremony would be at one o'clock before noon, but she had been woken up around four in the morning to get dressed. After taking a fragrant bath with flower petals under the assistance of her maidservants, Ye Li came out and found her aunt, Madame of Marquis Huo's Manor, Qin Zeng’s mother Madam Qin, as well as Lady Ye who had helped her prepare for her wedding already waiting in Qingyi Pavilion. Hua Tianxiang was holding a phoenix-patterned red bridal dress made from brocade fabric with a beaming smile on her face, and the soft glow of the phoenix pattern complemented her beautiful rosy complexion. "Congratulations," she said as she smiled at Ye Li.

Ye Li smiled faintly and let several people help her put on her wedding gown while they were still working on it in front of a mirror. Under the dim candlelight, the grand phoenix pattern would move with the light, appearing and disappearing amidst the delicate peonies, complementing Ye Li’s fair and elegant appearance, which looked more joyful against the red bridal dress. "So pretty… as expected of the Phoenix Brocade…" muttered everyone silently. They were all mesmerized by the sight in front of them. Looking at the beaming Madam Xu who was watching Ye Li with satisfaction, Grand Lady Hua had a deeper understanding of Miss Ye’s position within the Xu Family. Patting her daydreaming daughter on the back and smiling, she said, "Alright, if you want to admire, go stand aside so that we won’t disturb our preparations for dressing up." Without further ado, she pulled Ye Li in front of the copper mirror and sat down together with Madam Xu and Madam Qin to discuss what hairstyle would be appropriate.

Ye Li was speechless as she let them fuss around her while admiring the antics of Meng Ting who was making faces at her alongside several other girls. By the time the ladies-in-waiting had finally decided on a hairstyle, the sky outside had begun to lighten with dawn approaching. Ye Li could only look up and pray for patience in her heart as she finally understood why preparations had started so early— otherwise it would be impossible to finish everything before the wedding ceremony if they waited until daylight broke. After getting their hair done, several maidservants brought forward an array of ornamental headpieces that had been prepared earlier. Grand Lady Hua did not rush Ye Li into wearing them as she smiled and instructed her maidservant, "Quickly go get something to eat for your mistress since she won't be able to eat anything after the makeup is done." Qingfeng rolled her eyes with a smile before dragging Qingyu to fetch food. The several ladies-in-waiting also left to take a short rest outside.

As soon as the adults left, the remaining girls immediately surrounded Ye Li. "How are you feeling, Lièer Are you nervous" Meng Ting asked curiously as she leaned against the table with her chin propped up by her hand.

Ye Li smiled and pursed her lips, "I don't know if I'm nervous. But in the future, I can see whether you'll be nervous." Meng Ting blushed and gritted her teeth, "How could I... How could I be nervous" Hua Tianxiang laughed as she looked at her, saying with a smile, "You stutter when you speak; how dare you say that you're not nervous You must definitely be more nervous than Lièer." Ah… It's Zeng’s turn now. Zeng needs to get ready." Qin Zeng glared at Hua Tianxiang and blushed as she said quietly, "Why are you talking about me" Ye Li couldn't help but pinch her cheek when seeing the embarrassed look on Qin Zeng's face. She smiled and asked, "Tianxiang is right; future Lady Cousin-in-law"

"You... Lièer, today is your wedding day, how could you..." Qin Zeng looked at her laughing close friends and sneakingly giggling Qin Yu Ling in frustration. The person who should be blushing was not showing any signs of it while she, the unrelated party, was both embarrassed and flustered. Hua Tianxiang laughed as she wiped away tears, "Good Zeng, don't get upset; she's a strange one so there’s no point hoping for her to blush." Turning back to look at Ye Li, she smiled and nodded in satisfaction. "Our Lièer truly is a beauty."

Ye Li could only shake her head helplessly, "Aren’t you going to say that people present themselves better with fine clothes"

"How could I It’s just that you usually don't care about your appearance. Now, even without decorations or accessories, you still look stunning. Hehe... Duke Ding is definitely going to be stunned."

Ye Li shrugged and kept silent; she found it hard to imagine what kind of beauty would leave Mo Xiu Yao stunned if Princess Liu didn't. Qingfeng brought several light breakfasts and after they were finished, the ladies-in-waiting came back in to start selecting accessories and applying makeup again. Since the wedding dress could neither be tried on nor replaced, everything from hair accessories to hairstyles and makeup had to wait until Ye Li was dressed before being decided according to how well it complemented her outfit. Therefore, three sets of headpieces were prepared beforehand for selection. In the end, everyone agreed to use a set of gold tassels with red rubies embedded in peony flowers as well as several golden hairpins decorated with gems. Next came eyebrow painting and applying light rouge. Madam Qin added an extra touch by drawing a small half-opened peony flower on Ye Li’s forehead.

Ye Li was somewhat lost in thought looking at the elegant and beautiful woman reflected in the copper mirror, finding herself barely recognizable. Her black tresses were now styled into an elegant bun, and the gem-decorated gold tassels gently swayed under the candlelight, adding a touch of allure to her solemn red wedding attire. Ye Li smiled faintly in her heart; she never imagined that terms like "alluring" and "beautiful" would ever be associated with her.

"So beautiful, has Lièer also been stunned" teased Hua Tianxiang.

Ye Lüe glared at her. Lady Hua had already led the girls out, smiling as she said, "Alright everyone, let's go outside and give the bride some rest time. The groom will be here shortly." Everyone congratulated Ye Lüe again before happily leaving. Only Xu夫人 stayed behind until after she handed a thin booklet to her with a smile and instructed her to take a good look at it before also going out. Ye Lüe could only gaze blankly at the book in front of her, speechless. It was no stretch of imagination what would be inside. After some thought, Ye Lüe stood up and put the booklet into an unused box.

The Prince Dìng Royal Manor seemed much more reliable than Li Manor. Not long after the third quarter of the hour of Si (around 10 AM), Qingyi Pavilion had already become lively. Lady Hua Daifu and Qin Fu personally covered Ye Lüe’s veil with the Phoenix-patterned Brocade, supporting her as she bid farewell to Old Madam Ye, Secretary Ye, and Xu Shì’s memorial tablet in front of a crowd.

The most eye-catching part about this wedding was naturally the groom who appeared unexpectedly. A long time ago, many people had secretly speculated on whom Prince Dìng would invite to come for the wedding. However, none of them imagined that Prince Dìng himself would attend personally. The road from Ye Manor’s main gate to the Prince Dìng Royal Manor was already crowded with citizens who came out early to watch the spectacle. Seeing the Prince in red robes appear before them, the people couldn’t help but recall how the dashing young nobleman had galloped around on horseback back then, sighing heavily at his current state. Similarly, Ye Manor’s wedding procession was also extraordinary. Originally, Ye Róng—the only male heir of Ye Family—was supposed to escort his elder sister out of the house. However, unlike when Ye Ying got married, six handsome men with unique features appeared in front of the main gate of Ye Manor. Leading them were Xu Qingchen and Xu Qingze, followed by Xu Qingfeng and Xu Qingbo, then came Xu Qingyan and Ye Róng. Each of the Xu Family’s young masters had their own characteristics: some elegant and ethereal, others solemn and strict, spirited and heroic, or handsome and charming. Even the youngest Xu Qingyan was sharp-witted and cheerful. As a result, people completely ignored Ye Róng, who could only follow quietly behind him.

The bride walked out of the gate with Hua Tianxiang’s and Qin Zheng’s support. Under the sunlight, her Phoenix-patterned wedding dress decorated with dazzling jewels attracted everyone’s admiration.

This day was undoubtedly the busiest day in the capital city. Whether it was because of Prince Dìng Royal Manor’s status or the special guests coming to attend this wedding ceremony, even the Emperor and Empress Dowager personally came with the empress for the celebration. They were there as attendees rather than officiators, since Xifu Grand Princess (the emperor’s aunt) would be presiding over the wedding instead. Prince Dìng Royal Manor had been without guests for about seven years, yet now it was bustling with visitors. The grand princess sat high on her seat and chatted with the guests who came to congratulate them. Emperor Mo Jingqi accompanied Empress Dowager and Empress as they sat beside the grand princess, chatting away. Although Grand Princess Xifu hadn’t involved herself in worldly matters for over twenty years, even former emperor had revered this Iron-willed Princess, so her dignity could not be trifled with.

"Your Majesty, Grand Princess, auspicious hour is here,"

the manager of the Royal Manor came to report. The guests immediately fell silent as they waited for the ceremony to begin. Emperor Mo Jingqi looked at the grand princess, her hair already turning white but still energetic and spirited. Smiling, he said, "Since it’s time, let us proceed with the ritual then. Grand Aunt"

Grand Princess Xifu nodded. She stood up and addressed everyone, saying, “Please follow me to observe the ceremony.”

The ballroom in the Royal Manor had already been decorated. Red candles burned high and the scene was brimming with joyous atmosphere. Grand Princess Xifu sat on her throne, flanked by Emperor Mo Jing and Empress Dowager. The other guests also took their seats according to their ranks. Amidst everyone’s attention, Mo Xiuyao walked into the ballroom in a wedding dress, supported by the bridesmaids. It was indeed a perfect match of talent and beauty, yet the groom could only sit on his wheelchair, which made many people sigh secretly for him. There were even more people who lamented that if Prince Dìng hadn’t been in this current state, he would have found an equally beautiful wife from an equal family much earlier instead of marrying a daughter of Secretary Ye who was virtually unknown.

"Prince Dìng is unable to walk properly. Is it appropriate for him to proceed with the ceremony like this" A mocking voice suddenly echoed in the hall, like ice water being poured onto raging fire. The entire ballroom fell silent instantly. Everyone turned their gaze towards the source of that voice—a group of foreign envoys who came to attend the wedding. One of them was a burly young man with an expression of self-satisfaction as he stared at Mo Xiuyao, clearly the one who spoke just now. He didn’t seem to think his behavior was rude. On the contrary, seeing that everyone’s attention had been drawn towards him, he acted even more shamelessly.

"He's the eleventh prince of Beirong. I've heard that he's a fool. Why did King Beirong send such an idiot to represent them" Ye Lüe stood quietly beside Mo Xiuyao and listened to her guests’ murmurs.

“Don’t you remember how deep the feud between Beirong and Prince Dìng Royal Manor is Although they’ve reconciled with our country these past few years, it’s likely that King Beirong still harbors resentment for what happened in the past. That’s why he sent this idiot to embarrass Prince Dìng.”

"How could Your Majesty allow such a person to attend…"

“He is an envoy of his country, traveling all the way here; we can’t stop him from attending.”

In the midst of people’s low murmurs, Emperor Mo Jingqi addressed the Beirong prince loudly: "Eleventh Prince, there's no kowtowing in a Chu wedding ceremony. Therefore, it won't be inconvenient for Prince Dìng." However, the Beirong prince clearly had no intention to address him as “Your Majesty,” instead frowning and raising his voice: "I’ve heard about Prince Dìng’s reputation in Chu since I was young. Who knew that today I’d see a cripple sitting on a wheelchair Is Emperor of Chu trying to deceive us" When he said this, not only did Mo Jingqi turn pale; all the officials present were stunned.

Prince Tanfeng, the heir of Xi Ling General Southern King, coughed lightly beside the Beirong prince and said with a smile: "Eleventh Prince, this is indeed Chu’s Prince Dìng. Seven years ago he had an accident. We’re here to attend his wedding ceremony but not to cause trouble. Come, I’ll toast you." The Beirong were originally barbarians, yet even among them, the Eleventh Prince was known as a troublemaker who wouldn’t back down easily. He swept over Mo Xiuyao with several glances and chuckled: "I remember now; it was our country’s Flying Cavalry Commander who injured Dìng Prince seven years ago. I’d often heard him lament how close he was to catching the prince…"

"That's enough!" Grand Princess Xifu was already enraged, her face turning dark with anger. She didn’t care that the Eleventh Prince was a foreign envoy. “If you’re here for the wedding ceremony, be quiet and sit down. Otherwise, leave!”

The Eleventh Prince was taken aback; he opened his mouth as if to say something to Grand Princess Xifu, but two of his subordinates quickly pushed him back. Although the prince was visibly displeased, in the end, he didn’t say anything else. Seeing that the grand princess wasn’t happy, no one dared to speak up anymore. Emperor Mo Jingqi coughed lightly and said: "Grand Aunt, it’s time for us to proceed with our ritual."

Grand Princess Xifu narrowed her eyes and nodded at the officials in charge of the wedding ceremony.

"First bow to heaven—!"

"Second bow to the elders—!"

"Couple's bow—!"

Under the red veil, Ye Li slightly turned her gaze and only saw the hand of the person beside her tightly holding a piece of red silk. She could only sigh inwardly. In fact, since she met Mo Xiuyao until now, she always felt that he was too perfect to seem real. As a man who had lost his legs, been disfigured, and reportedly also physically weak, he behaved as if nothing was wrong with him. He showed no signs of self-pity or despair; instead, he held himself up high even when sitting in a wheelchair. Recalling the rumors about the fiery young man from before, this version of Mo Xiuyao seemed even more ethereal and surreal. How much suffering did it take to transform from a hot-blooded youth into an elegant gentleman Until now, Ye Li had only truly felt Mo Xiuyao's emotions—anger and cruelty.

Ye Li smiled bitterly; on her wedding day in the wedding hall, she sensed such negative emotions from her husband. Even if he wasn’t upset with her, it still made her feel a bit depressed.

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

In the newly decorated room filled with red and happiness, the dragon-and-phoenix candles burned quietly. Ye Li sat silently on the new bed embroidered with patterns of dragons and phoenixes, looking at it without speaking. She knew that Mo Xiuyao was sitting not far from her bed, watching her. It seemed he had no intention to approach. "Can I take this off" Impatient for him to remove the veil himself, she finally asked.

After a moment, Mo Xiuyao slowly approached and lifted the red veil covering his head. Both of them were taken aback by what they saw. Used to seeing him in simple clothes, Ye Li was unaccustomed to seeing him in such a bright red outfit. However… this man looked handsome no matter what he wore. For that brief second, Mo Xiuyao’s calm eyes showed surprise, but it disappeared quickly. The two of them stood there silently and felt somewhat awkward.

Ye Li leaned forward slightly and took Mo Xiuyao's left hand; he was surprised and immediately tried to pull his fist back.

"Let go," Ye Li said coolly.

The fingers gradually loosened. This man's large hands did not seem like those of a pampered noble, but instead had thin calluses and scars that weren't gruesome. She remembered once hearing from an old friend who grew up with her that men’s hands should have some thin calluses and perhaps one or two inconspicuous scars to show they were not delicate, and it was best if the hand looked good too. Such a hand would give women security and pleasure to look at. However, now his palm was stained with shocking crimson blood; four deep wounds slowly oozed blood, but the man opposite her seemed unaffected by pain as he opened his hands for her to see.

Ye Li lowered her head to look at his scarred palm, lightly touching it with a finger and then pressing down hard. She looked up at the man who hadn't changed his expression, asking, "Doesn’t it hurt"

Mo Xiuyao gave a faint smile; his gaze toward Ye Li was unexpectedly warm. "This isn’t pain—there have been times when I felt even worse."

Ye Li agreed with him. For someone who had experienced war, this injury wasn't much of anything. She got up and walked to the side, retrieving a familiar small box from her wedding trousseau and bringing it back. Sitting by the bed, she opened the box and took out clean cotton bandages and medicine to treat his wound. "Even when you’re angry, there’s no need to harm yourself," Ye Li said. "I thought you were used to this"

Mo Xiuyao had a bitter smile on his lips; he smiled lightly in reply: “You saw it— I’m still not used to this.” He thought he was already accustomed to these things, but in fact, it took him seven years of effort to get there. He got used to no longer being able to ride and charge into battle, and now he always wore a mask when in public so people wouldn’t stare at his scarred face with fear or pity. Habitually suffering from illness, his past life felt like a dream. He thought he had adapted well, but only today, standing on the stage listening to the North Rong prince's deliberate humiliation of him, did he realize how far he still was from being truly used to it. So, today, not only did he shame himself but also made his new bride suffer along with him—even though she didn’t blame him.

Ye Li clearly saw the guilt in the man’s eyes and gave a faint smile: “I thought you knew that when we decided to accept this marriage, I was already prepared for anything.” Mo Xiuyao replied, "You knew such situations would arise" Ye Li shook her head with a smile: "Even without these circumstances, there could be other problems. Could I expect peace and happiness after getting married" Even ordinary households have their own troubles; how much more so in this noble family Mo Xiuyao quietly looked at her for a long time before softly saying, “I may not guarantee you a life free of worries, but as long as it’s me, I’ll do my best to give you the life you want.”

Ye Li raised an eyebrow. "I believe in you." Slowly applying the medicine, she put away the supplies with a smile.

"You've had a tiring day; try to rest early," Mo Xiuyao said coolly. Ye Li was surprised for a moment but soon smiled again: “Good. You should also get some rest.” Mo Xiuyao nodded and called Ah Jin over to wheel him away, kindly instructing Qing Shuang and the others to come in and serve.

When Qing Shuang entered the room, Ye Li had already removed her decorations and put them in a jewelry box on the dressing table. Qing Shuang frowned and said discontentedly: “Miss, why did His Royal Highness leave” The Grand Princess Xifu prohibited any teasing of the bridal chamber and didn't require Duke Ding to accompany guests with drinks; therefore, he should be here陪著小姐纔對，怎麼會來了又走了？

Ye Li smiled as she turned around: “This is the residence of His Royal Highness. Are you worried that he has no place to rest”

The servants Qing Luan and Qing Yu prepared warm water for her bath; their expressions were not pleasant. Ye Li didn't care about their moods, in fact she thought his decision was very considerate. Although she had no intention of staying married just as a nominal husband and wife forever, to do something with an unfamiliar man who she only met a few times made her worry if she could adapt. In this regard, she felt she should admire the adaptability of ancient women more. They couldn't even hold hands with men in daily life but had to roll around with a practically unseen stranger on their wedding night. After removing the heavy decorations and ornate wedding clothes, Ye Li was satisfied as she relaxed her body and prepared for a bath and rest. Until lying in the soft, comfortable bed and falling into a dreamy sleep, there was still a faint smile at the corner of her lips: Mother, Grandfather, Father and Mother, along with an entire bunch of cousins, I’ve married someone else…

In Mo Xiuyao's study somewhere in the Royal Residence, he sat behind his desk wearing simple clothes and had a rarely-seen gloomy expression. Feng Zhiyao, dressed in red, leaned lazily against the doorframe and smiled: "Why put on this face on your wedding day Aren’t you afraid of scaring your sister-in-law" In one corner of the room sat a young man with an air of being spoiled, who said smilingly to him: “In my opinion, your sister-in-law's courage is much greater than we think.”

Feng Zhiyao pondered for a moment before nodding in agreement: "That's true. I've never seen many women with the kind of courage that Miss Ye has."

"Done talking" Mo Xiuyao raised his head and glared coldly at the two people in front of him who were behaving improperly. Feng Zhiyao shrugged and said, "Tonight’s idiot is Northerner Prince Yelü Ping, the son of Emperor Bao's most favored Consort Xiao, and the younger brother of Prince Yelü Ye of the North. He is also the nephew of General Helian Zheng of the Flying Cavalry Army. You wouldn’t have forgotten what you did to Helian Zheng seven years ago"

"Helian Zheng’s surname is Helian, while Consort Xiao's is Xiao. How could Yelü Ping be Helian Zheng’s nephew" The wastrel youth asked in confusion.

Feng Zhiyao said with a bad temper, "The relationships among the Northerners are so complicated that no one knows how they’re connected." This wastrel youth was actually General Cold Haoyu of the Northern Guard Manor. He had received news from the North which seemed to indicate that Yelü Ye is Helian Zheng’s illegitimate son.

"Could we trust such a rumor that can be spread here in Da Chu" Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes and looked back at Mo Xiuyao, saying, "Seven years ago when your brother died suddenly, Helian Zheng could have gained great military achievements or even swept across Da Chu. But then you appeared to kill the ghostly demons of Ghost Gloom Valley, which nearly cost Helian Zheng half his life in that fire. He lost many soldiers and officers as well as three years’ worth of courage to start a war. By the time they recovered from it, our country had also regained its strength. After this, Helian Zheng fell out of favor with Emperor Bao, and Yelü Ye and Consort Xiao’s power in the North was greatly reduced. It would be lucky that they didn’t come to fight you in Da Chu.

Mo Xiuyao said indifferently, "So you’re saying that Yelü Ping is here to embarrass me"

Feng Zhiyao stroked his chin and said, “Everyone knows how much of a troublemaker Yelü Ping is. You wouldn’t want to make things worse by fighting back at him in front of the emperor. The results are obvious.”

Mo Xiuyao sneered sarcastically, "They were relatively polite today, only Yelü Ping came out and made a scene alone. The others must be getting impatient." Feng Zhiyao rubbed his forehead for a moment and said, “Who knows that our emperor would bring the empress dowager with him to Prince Ding’s Manor It wouldn’t look good if they were too impolite in front of His Majesty. Once someone has stepped forward as a fool, those who think themselves clever won't speak up anymore. But... The envoys from other countries will still be staying in the capital for half a month. What about your wife”

"You are not allowed to disturb her!" Mo Xiuyao said coolly.

Feng Zhiyao and Cold Haoyu exchanged glances, and then the youth asked with twinkling eyes, "Prince Ding, you’re not telling us that you’re going to hide your new princess in Prince Ding’s Manor" Could Miss Ye really be so charming as to make him fall head over heels for her He wanted to carefully conceal his feelings

Mo Xiuyao said, “Ally doesn’t like those high society gatherings. If it isn't anything important, don’t bother her.”

Feng Zhiyao tapped on the fan in his hand and frowned. "Xiao Yao, even ordinary people would have their wives take charge of family affairs after marriage. How much more so for a princess of Prince Ding’s Manor If she were an incompetent lady from a wealthy family, it wouldn’t matter, but Miss Ye is no weakling. If she could help you out, that’d make your life easier."

Cold Haoyu agreed, "Phoenix Third said the right thing. Ting’er has nothing but praise for Miss Ye."

Mo Xiuyao frowned and said, “Let’s talk about it later.” Feng Zhiyao raised an eyebrow thoughtfully. He then smiled suddenly and said, "Alright, since you’ve made your decision we won’t involve ourselves in this matter anymore. What does His Majesty mean by bringing the empress dowager here personally today Is he still wary of you" Mo Xiuyao replied, “When has he not been wary of me Now that Sword Cloud is back at Prince Ding’s Manor, there have been at least a dozen people attempting to enter the manor in recent days. At least three of them came from the palace.”

Cold Haoyu's eyes lit up with interest. "Are they His Majesty's men" Mo Xiuyao shook his head and replied, “I can’t confirm this but there’s no doubt that some of them are his people.” Feng Zhiyao looked at Cold Haoyu with a grin and said, “Cold Second, go back home and keep an eye on your cold-faced general. If His Majesty continues to fail in storming the manor, he’ll likely send you here instead. After all, it’s been his right-hand man since childhood.”

Cold Haoyu pouted and said, “No worries, no matter who comes, none will leave with a single hair from this mansion.” He was so annoyed by the situation that he wanted to fight anyone who dared to enter. Whenever Ting’er saw his cold-faced brother, she was filled with admiration but looked at himself like he was trash. He really hated it and would be happy if someone came to storm the manor, so that he could grab him and beat him up. Then Ting’er would know who is truly amazing and who’s just a wastrel!

"Prince Ding, there are people attempting to enter the mansion!" The heavy stone door opened slightly as Ah Jin darted in.

Mo Xiuyao's eyes turned cold. “Where”

"In the princess’s courtyard."

“No one is allowed to leave! If today isn’t a good time for bloodshed, we will deal with them tomorrow.”uld be us going, not you." Looking at these two elders who were over a hundred years old combined, Ye Li couldn’t help but smile wryly in her heart. She understood their purpose for coming here but co...