The back street was narrow and the wedding procession was stuck in place.

Mo Qianyu ordered his men to give out wedding cakes and distributed wedding money to the people who blocked the road, and then sent them away.

The servant of the Mo Mansion wiped his sweat and said, "Sir, there are many bad habits in the capital, but in the north, there are not so many rules."

The Mo family has been guarding the border for generations. Even after returning to the capital for some time, the servant still couldn't adapt.

The wedding procession blocked the road and openly demanded money and things. On such a happy day, Mo Qianyu not only could not get angry, but also had to greet them with a smile and serve them.

"These people are sure we won't see any bloodshed, but we don't want to miss the auspicious time!"

The servant couldn't help but vent his frustration. Mo Qianyu calculated the time and said solemnly, "Let's go!"

Last night, when he went to visit Xie's house, he was thrown out by Xie Zhao's men. Mo Qianyu kept making pancakes and throwing punches all night, but he still couldn't calm down.

When we went to pick up the bride this morning, complications arose.

No one knew his inner anxiety. Mo Qianyu was always in a wandering state, worried about his wedding night.

If Mo Qianyu hadn't eavesdropped on Jiang Yuzhu's lecture last night, he would have known nothing about it. His parents wouldn't have sent anyone here at all. They thought too highly of him!

Mo Qianyu was a little conflicted. He was thinking about how to appear experienced and didn't want Shen Zhilan to realize that he was a novice.

If I show any shyness in the bridal chamber, I will be laughed at by Shen Zhilan for the rest of my life, and I will lose all my dignity.

By the time the sedan chair had circled to the main street, the funeral procession had disappeared.

The music team played music and drums, and the bridesmaid followed the sedan chair with a smile on her face, saying auspicious words all the time.

Xie Mansion Guest House.

While tidying up, the maid found a dressing box on the dressing table and hurriedly reported to Shen: "Madam, my cousin forgot something important in her boudoir!"

The dressing box carved with mandarin ducks was Shen Zhilan's dowry. Inside was a white handkerchief, representing a woman's virtues, and was an indispensable item on the wedding night.

Today, both the Xie Mansion and the Protectorate General's Mansion were hosting banquets. Shen was busy welcoming and seeing off guests. When she learned about this, she complained, "Zhilan is so confused. How could she forget such an important thing?"

Before the wedding ceremony, the dowry must be delivered to the Mo Mansion.

Time was pressing, and Shen had to stay at the mansion to take charge. She could only quietly instruct Nanny Shen: "Give the things to Yuzhu secretly and find a chance to put them in the bridal sedan."

The Shen family doesn't trust outsiders.

Nanny Shen immediately set out to find Jiang Yuzhu and whispered a few words in a low voice: "We need to be secretive about this. I can only trouble you."

The dowry must be brought into the mansion together with the bride. Although the Mo family is not a quarrelsome family, they must follow the necessary rules.

After Jiang Yuzhu learned about it, she smiled lightly and said, "Madam Shen, thanks to your quick action. When the sedan stops to deliver wedding cakes, I will act accordingly."

"You stay and watch the ceremony. When the things are delivered, you can go back and report to your mother."

At this moment, the sedan chair just came out of the alley, and Jiang Yuzhu and her maid hurried to follow.

Nanny Shen stayed where she was, feeling warm in her heart.

It was clearly Shen Zhilan's fault, and even Shen couldn't help but complain a few words. After Jiang Yuzhu learned about it, she comforted the emotions of Shen Ma, a servant.

It is a blessing for the servants in the Xie Mansion to have a mistress like Jiang Yuzhu.

The morning light is dim and the sun is rising.

On the main street in front of the General Protector's Mansion, carriages were lined up from one end of the street to the other in an orderly manner.

The bright red carpet had already been laid out, scattered with countless petals.

"Congratulations!"

"Young General Mo is so proud!"

The Mo family kept a low profile and only sent wedding invitations to people they knew well. Guests without wedding invitations could not enter the Mo Mansion, so they gathered in front of the gate to watch the ceremony.

Mo Qianyu dismounted swiftly and clasped his fists before everyone, saying, "Everyone, I apologize for the poor hospitality provided by the Mo Mansion. I hope you will forgive me."

While distributing wedding cakes, Jiang Yuzhu lifted the curtain of the bridal sedan and said, "Cousin, please keep these things safe."

Jiang Yuzhu gave a few instructions and handed the dowry box to the bride.

At the moment of handover, Wei Jing trembled a little, but quickly calmed down and nodded with her veil covering her head.

Wei Jing and Shen Zhilan had similar figures, and she hid herself so well that even Shen Zhilan's personal maid, Xia'er, didn't notice.

As long as he gets married to Mo Qianyu, the Mo family will recognize him whether they like it or not!

In order to replace Shen Zhilan this time, Wei Jing put in a lot of effort and spent a lot of money to ensure that no news leaked out in advance. If the Queen Mother blamed her, the Mo family would be there to resist.

Wei Jing behaved in a relaxed manner, which aroused Jiang Yuzhu's suspicion.

Jiang Yuzhu did not leave, but sneered and said: "Chen Zhilan, you never thought that you would compete with me for Yuanhe, but you still lost in the end."

Wei Jing said nothing, and snorted in her heart: What's there to be proud of for Jiang Yuzhu defeating Shen Zhilan? The days of crying are still to come.

After a brief pause, Jiang Yuzhu lowered the curtain of the sedan chair. Thinking of the scene of the conflict between red and white, a look of understanding flashed across her eyes.

The bride in the sedan chair is not Shen Zhilan!

Having accidentally discovered the truth, Jiang Yuzhu suppressed her fear and asked, "Hongjin, who else is getting married in the inner city today?"

"I just found out that Wei Jing married Feng Qing."

The Wei family was dissatisfied with the Queen Mother's arranged marriage but did not have the courage to disobey the order, so they hastily arranged the marriage with the Feng family and have already held the wedding ceremony.

Hong Jin has a sharp intuition and senses that something unexpected has happened.

Jiang Yuzhu did not hide it: "I suspect the person sitting in the sedan chair is Wei Jing."

Wei Jing doesn't want to marry the scumbag Feng Qing, so she impersonates him.

If Shen Zhilan had not been careless and forgotten the important dowry, Wei Jing's plan would have definitely come true.

It’s too late now, how can we stop the wedding?

Jiang Yuzhu looked at the silly and happy Mo Qianyu, and finally set her sights on Mo Yan: "Yan'er, come here!"

In order to prevent Wei Jing from having any more tricks up her sleeve, we need to get the person back without anyone noticing.

At this moment, I have to make it short.

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