Qingyin followed Uncle Fu, who was walking ahead with a lantern in hand. When they reached Qingfeng Courtyard, Qingyin yawned, "So, the prince left the bridal chamber and never returned?"

"Yes, the whole mansion knows about this now. The old lady just went to persuade him, but the prince seems to be determined and doesn't want to go back." Uncle Fu replied.

"Well, then don't call me tomorrow."

With things like this, there’s no doubt that tomorrow’s tea ceremony will be canceled.

But let’s just take a bath.

Sleeping is more delicious than drinking tea.

But the old lady obviously didn't think so. It was a rule set by the ancestors that the bride should serve tea.

As soon as she got up early in the morning, she ordered her servants to prepare the food for tea.

Jiang Suizhou thought about it all night and felt that he was wrong to slam the door and leave on his wedding night, so he went to pick up Chen Yuan in person early in the morning.

But she couldn't just accept this person whenever she wanted, and she was turned away early in the morning.

The old lady looked at Jiang Suizhou, who was alone, and angrily threw the two cups of tea on the table to the ground, "This is the good wife you married, a good wife..."

Before she finished the last word, the old lady fell straight down.

"grandmother!"

"Old lady!"

In an instant, the entire Anshou Hall was in chaos.

When Qingyin passed by, she heard the imperial physician say, "Sir, this old lady looks like she's about to have a stroke. Don't get angry again."

The old lady fell asleep on the bed, her hands still shaking.

Jiang Suizhou felt deeply frightened at this moment. When he sent the imperial physician out, he happened to meet Qingyin coming towards him.