In the blink of an eye, it was the young marquis' wedding day.
The wedding of the eldest princess of the dynasty and the eldest son of Dingguo Hou Ye was a major event. Almost all the civil and military officials, as well as famous figures, wealthy businessmen, etc., came to attend. The number of people was so large that the scene was so lively that it was almost out of control.
Dingguo Marquis Mansion.
The place is decorated in bright red, with big red wedding characters posted everywhere. The festive atmosphere permeates the air, lingering.
The servants were busy, guests were coming and going, and the entire mansion was full.
The princess was busy arranging the procedures, while Marquis Dingguo was receiving the guests:
"Boss Zhang is here... Sir Yang, please take a seat."
"Congratulations, my Lord!"
"I wish the two newlyweds a happy marriage and a son soon..."
"My Lord, you had a little daughter last year, and I'm afraid you'll have a grandson next year. Good things are happening one after another. Congratulations..."
"Hahaha!"
As the guests came and went, laughter could not stop spreading.
Blessings, flattery, fawning, flattery...there are all kinds.
When Qin Ye and Zong Zhengchen arrived, since Marquis Dingguo was too busy, the two of them found a quiet place and sat down.
As soon as I sat down, Ling Qianyi came over:
"Uncle, aunt."
He had not yet changed into his wedding attire, and was wearing a sky blue brocade robe. He walked over with a quick pace, which contained a hint of urgency that no one could detect.
Come here.
His eyes subconsciously swept towards Qin Ye.
Standing beside her were Yue'er, Han Ying, and no one else.
He paused for a moment, a strange look flashed across his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal, saying in a steady tone:
"Aunt, we have too many guests today. In addition to the officials, there are also many business friends of my father. They come from all corners of the world. There are too many people, so please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
The relationship between Prince Chen's Mansion and Marquis Dingguo's Mansion is so good that they won't be affected by such a small matter.
"You go and do your thing, we'll take care of it."
Qin Ye held his sister in his arms, stood up, put his sister in Yue'er's arms, walked to Ling Qianyi, and said again, and for the last time, very seriously:
"Once you've made your choice, you can't regret it. Are you...really sure?"
She has advised countless times.
She didn't want any regrets between the two of them.
Ling Qianyi slowly clenched his hands in his sleeves, his chest heaving a little, but his expression remained the same:
"Thank you for your concern, Aunt. The auspicious time is almost here. I'm going to change into my wedding dress first."
After he finished speaking, he nodded as a gesture of greeting and turned to leave.
Qin Ye opened his mouth and was speechless.
"Forget it." Zong Zhengchen stepped forward, put his arm around her thin shoulders, and patted her gently, "Let him be. Whether he is happy or sad is his own choice."
Things have come to this point, Qin Ye has no right to say any more.
He sighed and sat back.
At this time, several officials came over and talked to Prince Chen. Perhaps their voices were a little loud and disturbed the sisters' sleep, so Zong Zhengchen walked away from them and talked over there.
Yue'er shook her sister and coaxed her softly for a while, and her sister fell asleep soundly.
She thought for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice:
"Princess, Yunying disappeared early this morning. I don't know where she went."
Just now, the young marquis came over, clearly to look for Yunying.
"If she doesn't want to come, then she doesn't have to come. I want to intervene, but they each have their own opinions. I don't care, but they clearly have feelings for each other... Alas."
Qin Ye sighed again.
She should be happy about Ling Qianyi's wedding, but she felt mixed emotions.
I'm neither happy nor sad. I'm stuck in the middle, unable to move forward or backward.