After A Luo left, Xue Ying raised her hand and took off the veil on her head. Looking at the red veil in her hand, a bitter smile appeared on Xue Ying's lips. This was supposed to be chosen by her husband, but now she had to take it off herself. Even if she was cold-hearted, she couldn't help but feel sad when faced with such a situation.

The maidservant beside her asked, "Consort, do you need to fetch water to wash up?"

Xueying said, "No need." Then she pointed to the dressing table and said, "Help me sit down over there."

The maid helped Xueying to sit down in front of the dressing mirror. Xueying looked at herself in the mirror and thought about how the elders said that being a bride is the most beautiful day in a woman's life. Thinking about how she would grow old alone in this courtyard in the future, she wanted to remember this most beautiful moment of her life even more.

Mingyue sat on the wedding bed, feeling both uneasy and happy. She had a beautiful smile on her face. She was finally marrying Hongli, the man she had admired for a long time. A wave of sweetness washed over Mingyue. Just thinking about what was about to happen made her face burn uncontrollably. If it weren't for the bridal veil covering her head, the servants might have seen her face, which was as red as a peony.

Just as Mingyue was fantasizing about her future happy life, her maid Zixun came to report: "Madam, the Prince has arrived."

When Mingyue heard that Hongli had arrived, she became nervous. She immediately sat up straight, defying the rules, and the silk handkerchief she was clutching in her hand showed how nervous she was.

Hongli was completely drunk. He came to Mingyu's room, and as soon as he entered, he collapsed onto the bed, mumbling something incoherently.

"Your Highness, are you alright?" the head steward asked.

Mingyue sensed someone beside her and guessed it must be Hongli. She dared not speak and her body stiffened even more.

Then the matchmaker began: "Like lotus blossoms reflected in clear water, may we be as beautiful as twin lotuses blooming side by side. Like white clouds drifting for thousands of miles, may we be as wing to wing as birds in the sky. Like butterflies fluttering among flowers in springtime, may our union be as blissful as a hundred years of harmony, like mandarin ducks playing in the water. This servant here wishes Your Highness and Your Highness a long and happy marriage, many children, and a lifelong bond."

Then the matchmaker said to Hongli, "Your Highness, the auspicious words have been spoken. You can go and remove the bride's veil now, and then our wedding will be over."

The head eunuch hurriedly helped Hongli up and told him to go and pick out the wedding veil. Hongli reached out to pick it out, but he was too drunk to stand up and could not see clearly. How could he possibly pick out the wedding veil?

The matchmaker had no choice but to say to Fucha Mingyu, "Princess Consort, the Prince is very drunk and cannot have his veil lifted. Please take a look..."

Fucha Mingyu was somewhat disappointed. She had been waiting for her husband for so long, thinking that he would treat her gently, lift her veil, and then they would drink the nuptial wine. After that, he would cherish her. But she never expected that after waiting for so long, she would only get a person who was not in his right mind.

Having no other choice, Fucha Mingyue said, "Zixun, go to the kitchen and bring a bowl of hangover soup for the Prince to drink so he can sober up first."

“Yes,” Zi Xun said, and then went to the kitchen.

Fucha Mingyue then said, "Bring a basin of water for the Prince so he can wash his face."

Everyone was in a flurry of activity. Fucha Mingyue was still covered by her red veil, so she couldn't see what was happening, but from the sounds she heard, she could imagine how panicked everyone else was. Fucha Mingyue could only sit on the bed and worry anxiously.