Yao Ruolan watched Lin Muheng riding a tall horse, dressed in a bright red wedding robe, with a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered on his chest.

These things originally belonged to her. She clenched the handkerchief tightly, her teeth grinding together.

Lin Muheng seemed to sense her gaze and turned to look at Yao Ruolan.

A cold smile played at the corners of his lips. Why was this person hiding in the crowd like a rat?

Yao Ruolan was startled and quickly turned her head away, not wanting Lin Muheng to see her current disheveled state.

She turned her head back quietly, a glimmer of expectation in her heart.

The Prince of Yu looked at her.

He knew she had arrived.

...

The bridal sedan chair stopped at the entrance of the Prince Yu's Mansion.

The matchmaker shouted, "Get out of the sedan chair!"

Then the sedan curtain was lifted.

A pair of hands with distinct knuckles reached out.

Jiang Chuwei placed her hand on top of it.

The two held hands tightly as Lin Muheng led Jiang Chuwei out of the sedan chair.

At this point, the two of them would enter the house holding a red silk ribbon.

However, Lin Muheng held Jiang Chuwei's hand tightly, unwilling to let go.

Lin Muheng took her hand and they stepped over the brazier together.

Because the emperor did not leave the palace.

There was no ceremony of paying respects to one's parents.

After the wedding ceremony, the bride was immediately taken to the bridal chamber.

The Prince's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.

Everywhere was filled with joy and celebration.

Almost all officials of the fourth rank and above in the capital arrived.

With no crown prince yet established, the princes who have the strength to vie for the throne all have factions aligned with them.

However, more people are taking a wait-and-see approach.

After all, choosing the wrong side can be a catastrophe for an entire family.

Lin Muheng is destined to be very busy today.

Several princes were even more eager to make a ruckus in the bridal chamber.

After Jiang Chuwei was led into the bridal chamber, she immediately sat on the couch.

She turned her head; the phoenix crown was really too heavy.

"Miss! The young master should be here soon," Granny Qiu comforted her.

Getting married is such a difficult task.

The weight of this phoenix crown alone is enough to make the young lady feel quite uncomfortable.

“His Highness is busy entertaining guests today, so he probably won’t be here this early,” Jiang Chuwei said.

She also hoped that the prince would come soon so that he could lift the veil and offer her a toast.

My neck is about to break.

Having too many gems isn't a good thing either.

Granny Qiu massaged the young lady's neck.

Miss, please don't overwork yourself.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps could be heard.

Jiang Chuwei heard Lin Muheng approaching.

Lin Muheng stopped at the door.

The closer he got to the bridal chamber, the more his heart pounded.

"Your Highness! You've arrived so quickly?" Jiang Chuwei exclaimed in surprise.

Wasn't he going to offer a toast?

"Let me lift the veil; Your Highness has had to go through all this trouble," Lin Muheng said.

The words "Princess?" coming from Lin Muheng's mouth left Jiang Chuwei momentarily dazed.

Lin Muheng held the scale rod and gently lifted Jiang Chuwei's veil.

What came into view was an absolutely beautiful face, and he was mesmerized.

Jiang Chuwei looked up and met Lin Muheng's gaze, a blush rising on her face.

"Your Highness, you are so beautiful," Lin Muheng said softly.

Jiang Chuwei lowered her head shyly, her heart filled with joy.

"Your Highness..." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Only then did she see clearly that Lin Muheng was dressed in a bright red wedding robe, his face flushed, whether from drunkenness or embarrassment, giving him a unique charm.

Lin Muheng smiled and took her hand. "Your Highness, you can call me husband from now on."

"Husband!" Jiang Chuwei nodded, her eyes filled with happiness.

“Madam!” Lin Muheng replied, and the two smiled at each other.

At this moment, a commotion came from outside the window. It turned out that the guests were urging the prince to go out and offer toasts.

Lin Muheng glanced at Jiang Chuwei reluctantly, "I'll be right back."

Jiang Chuwei smiled and watched him leave.

The phoenix crown was removed, and the weight on my head felt much lighter.

Granny Qiu smiled and said, "The young master is a kind-hearted person."

"Um!"

Jiang Chuwei responded.

"Miss!" Donghua brought in a bowl of steaming soup.

“You should call her Princess instead of Miss,” Granny Qiu said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Highness, have some soup to warm yourself up first."

When Donghua lifted the lid of the pot, there was a bowl of chicken soup.

Jiang Chuwei asked in surprise, "Where did you get this soup pot?"

Although Donghua is a skilled cook, she's not familiar with the Prince's residence yet.

“The room next door is full of two tables,” Donghua said with a smile.

Now it's everyone's turn to be curious.

Are there guests in the next room too?

"No, I heard from the old women that it was the prince who ordered it to be prepared for us to eat."

Donghua was very excited.

To be able to eat at the princess's wedding banquet, what a meaningful thing that is.

"Your Highness is so thoughtful." Granny Qiu was very touched.

Miss only drank a few sips of water today and didn't eat anything.

The maids didn't eat either.

The prince not only prepared for the young lady, but also for the servants.

How could they not be moved?

Moreover, being able to eat at one's own daughter's wedding banquet is a very meaningful thing in itself.

The prince thoughtfully placed it in the next room so they could enjoy it at their leisure.

Granny Qiu's fondness for the prince increased even more.

Compared to the young lady's last wedding, this was like heaven and earth.

That time, they were all so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs.

The young lady waited in the bridal chamber all night.

My neck is about to break.

If we're talking about having a lot of guests, how could a dilapidated marquis's mansion possibly have as many guests as a prince's mansion?

It is clear that whether someone cares about you or not can be seen from one thing.

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