"He'er, what are all these big and small boxes?"

"Fourth Aunt, you're about to become a bride, how come you still don't understand anything? A girl needs to prepare a dowry when she gets married, it's called a ten-mile-long red bridal procession, so that she can have face in her husband's family. However, Fourth Aunt is marrying into an ordinary scholar's family. If we really make such a grand show, your husband's family will lose face. So my mother and I have discussed it and agreed that part of it will be given to you privately as your private property, and the other part will be put into your dowry list and will come with you to the Fan family. We will also give you the silk shop together."

Hearing this, Chun Di's eyes reddened. "He'er, I haven't been able to help you much, and you treat me like this. It really hurts me. These businesses are all earned through your hard work. I don't want them."

“Silly aunt, you must have it. A girl can’t hold her head up in her husband’s family without a dowry.” With that, Song He’er stuffed the dowry list into Chun Di’s hands.

“As your aunt, I have done nothing for you, and instead you have to prepare my dowry. It is truly shameful.”

As she spoke, Chun Di began to shed tears.

"Alright, the bride isn't allowed to cry!"

Chun Di sniffed and choked up, saying, "I'll leave Chun Rao to you from now on. She's timid, so please be understanding."

"She's my aunt too, how could we treat her badly? Come on, stop crying, tomorrow is your wedding day, hurry up and wash up and go to bed, you must be the most beautiful bride tomorrow!"

Chun Di smiled and didn't say anything more.

In the blink of an eye, it was broad daylight.

The banquet held at Wanyanglou was quite grand.

Song He'er had been preparing for the feast for a long time. It had to be delicious, but not too extravagant, so as not to embarrass Chun Di's husband's family.

"Mr. Song, your family's celebration is quite a lively affair!"

Song He'er walked over to the guest who had spoken and said with a smile, "We must thank all our relatives and friends for their support. We don't have many relatives in Nanzhao, and it is thanks to the support of the wine shop owners that we have this scene today."

"Oh, Mr. Song, don't be modest! You're so smart and so young, you're a role model for the younger generation in Jiangning. I'll have to make sure my daughter learns from you!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Xiu'e walked out from the back room with a beaming smile.

"Alright, alright! The feast is about to begin. Now that we've seen the bride leave, let's not hold back and start eating!"

The guests began to eat.

Chun Di, supported by two maids, boarded the red bridal sedan chair.

Although scholars are frugal, they still gave Chun Di a respectable appearance.

The young master of the Fan family came to fetch the bride in person, using an eight-bearer sedan chair. Although it was not as grand as marrying a noble lady, it was still considered extremely extravagant for a scholarly family of the Qingliu clan.

"He'er! A'lu, who's by Young Master Jiang's side, has arrived."

Song He'er hadn't seen Jiang Huaifu all morning; he should have come for such a joyous occasion.

"Is it only A-Lu? No Jiang Huaifu?"

Qin Xiaoniang shook her head. "No, only Alu."

Surprised, Song He'er quickly went outside the restaurant, intending to ask for clarification.

As expected, the scene when she met Ah Lu was just as she had imagined; the person opposite her had a very unpleasant expression.

"What happened, Lu? Is he sick?"

A-Lu shook her head. "This letter is from our young master. He's gone."

"He's gone! What does that mean? Where did he go?"

"I don't know. He only left this letter and asked me to give it to you. He said he went to relax and told you not to worry. He will definitely come back when the time is right."

The news hit her like a thunderbolt, leaving her utterly chilled...

Today was supposed to be a joyous day, so why did this kind of news have to come and upset her?

So be it, so be it, what does his departure have to do with me?

Extremely angry, Song He'er opened the envelope...