Liu Wan turned away and secretly wiped away her tears.

Qingwu was decisive and efficient. Although she was unwilling, she turned around and carried the wedding dress toward Su Tiyue.

“My lady, don’t be afraid… I’ll follow you wherever you go. So what if you marry into the Rouran? I’m willing to go with you. With me here, none of those barbarians will be able to bully you.”

Su Tiyue smiled and shook her head, saying, "No need. That kind of place is far away and I can't bear to let you suffer with me. No matter how hard or difficult it is, we can get through it by gritting our teeth..."

How could she bear to let her two personal maids suffer in such a place with her?

For women in Beiliang, going to the capital is a nightmare if it involves even one more person.

Su Tiyue was reluctant to part with it.

The wedding attire was rather complicated. Seeing that Qingwu was clumsy and couldn't handle it by herself, Liuwan sighed and came over to help.

She added, "Your Majesty, Qingwu and I packed our things last night. We will accompany you on your journey from now on. Whether you go to the palace or to Rouran, wherever Your Majesty goes, we will go."

Qingwu nodded, her eyes red.

"Well, I can't stop you anyway. So be it," Su Tiyue said softly.

Just as she finished dressing in her wedding attire, Eunuch Huang urged from outside, "Is the young lady ready? If she is, let's set off back to the palace as soon as possible, lest we be late."

Qingwu looked at the figure outside the door and said irritably, "It's not ready yet. If Eunuch Huang is in a hurry, you can go back to the palace yourself. We have a carriage in our mansion, so there's no need to trouble you..."

"Please don't be angry, young lady. It's unlucky to be angry on such a joyous day. I'll wait patiently..."

From then on, no one in the palace dared to urge him to leave.