A loud shout rang out from the street: "General Gu has specially sent betrothal gifts to marry Yao Shiyu, daughter of Deputy General Yao of the Flying Feather Army!"
The shout was like a thunderclap, instantly exploding through the streets and alleys, attracting onlookers to stop and discuss it.
"Tsk tsk, General Gu is indeed a promising young man. He's really generous. This spectacle is even more grand than a ten-mile-long wedding procession!"
"Indeed! I heard that Miss Yao is not only beautiful, but also a model of womanhood. At a young age, she became the second female doctor in the Great Qi Kingdom."
"A perfect match, a match made in heaven! Such a marriage is truly enviable."
At the Weiyuan General's Mansion, the gates were wide open, and the entrance was already packed with onlookers. Su Cuirong stood at the entrance with a smile on her face, followed by a group of maids and servants.
Looking at the overwhelming dowry, she couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes.
"Quickly invite General Gu and Madam Gu in!" Su Cuirong said earnestly.
Gu Boyuan dismounted, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed to Su Cuirong, saying, "Greetings, Madam!"
Madam Gu stepped forward and warmly took Su Cuirong's hand, saying, "Shiyu and my Boyuan are deeply in love. It is truly a blessing for our Gu family that they can get married!"
Su Cuirong was overjoyed and repeatedly said "good" to the servants, then quickly signaled them to move the betrothal gifts into the mansion.
Yao Shiyu, dressed in a light pink dress, stood in the courtyard, a smile playing on her lips, her eyes revealing a hint of smugness.
Once today is over, the topics of conversation throughout the capital will shift to him and Gu Boyuan, a perfect match made in heaven, rather than the matter of Jiang Yuelan being taken away by the Dali Temple.
After exchanging pleasantries, Su Cuirong led everyone into the front hall.
The courtyard was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and firecrackers. Dingdang stood by the door, fuming, for a while before finally stamping her foot and storming back inside.
Inside the room, Jiang Luoluo had just been woken up. She leaned against the bed and stretched sleepily.
After a night's rest, her high fever subsided and her condition improved slightly, but she was still feeling tired.
Looking at Dingdang's chubby little face, she couldn't help but tease, "Who upset our little Dingdang? Why is she so angry?"
Dingdang stamped her foot, pointed out the window, and said indignantly, "Miss, that Gu Boyuan sent Yao Shiyu a lot of betrothal gifts!"
Jiang Luoluo smiled casually, a slight upturn at the corners of her lips: "Sending betrothal gifts is their business. Those gifts didn't cost you any money, so why are you angry?"
Dingdang became more and more agitated as she spoke, her little face turning bright red: "Miss, I think they did it on purpose! They know you're sick, yet they still made such a big fuss, as if they were afraid of disturbing you. They're just deliberately bullying you!"
Upon hearing this, a hint of coldness flashed in Jiang Luoluo's eyes, but she remained calm and leaned against the headboard, her tone still somewhat languid: "It's alright, they won't be making a scene for long."
Late last night, Xie Yizhi had Mo Yang deliver a message to Jiang Luoluo, saying that Yao Shiyu had entered the palace to request an audience with the Empress Dowager. If the Empress Dowager intervenes, Jiang Yuelan will likely be able to escape from the Dali Temple within two days.
Gu Boyuan looked around but did not see Jiang Luoluo.
He was certain that on such a joyous day, Jiang Luoluo was probably hiding in her room, crying her heart out, because this glory originally belonged to her, Jiang Luoluo.
Meanwhile, the people from Zuiyuelou had already delivered the food to Jiang Luoluo's courtyard as instructed by Xie Yizhi.
After Jiang Luoluo finished washing up with Dingdang's help, she was having breakfast when Yao Shiyu swaggered in.
Yao Shiyu deliberately adjusted the hair ornament on her head, her eyes full of smugness.
Seeing that Jiang Luoluo looked a little haggard, she smiled slightly and covered her nose, saying sarcastically, "Cousin, the General Weiyuan Mansion is quite lively today. Why haven't I seen you going out for a stroll? Don't let the guests say we've neglected you."
Jiang Luoluo didn't even raise her head, only glanced at her indifferently, and said softly, "There are no outsiders here, cousin, you don't need to act so hard."
Yao Shiyu was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, but she quickly dropped her pretense, took two steps forward, and swaggered to sit opposite Jiang Luoluo.
She said arrogantly, "Cousin, these betrothal gifts should have been yours, but unfortunately, Brother Boyuan only has eyes for me. Don't be too sad on such a joyous day."
Jiang Luoluo slowly took a bite of the xiaolongbao, her expression calm, but her tone was somewhat teasing: "Cousin, I was blind before, mistaking a fish eye for a pearl, a big scumbag like Gu Boyuan..."
She paused, then gave Yao Shiyu a half-smile, half-appreciation, and said, "You and I are a perfect match!"
Yao Shiyu's smug smile froze instantly. Her face turned red with embarrassment after Jiang Luoluo's words. She slammed her hand on the edge of the table in anger and shouted, "You!"
Jiang Luoluo lazily made a gesture to Dingdang.
With a whoosh, Dingdang drew her gleaming longsword, pointing it directly at Yao Shiyu.
Yao Shiyu trembled at the chilling sword light, but stubbornly retorted, "Jiang Luoluo, are you crazy!"
Jiang Luoluo put down her chopsticks, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and her words were sharp, "You stole my fiancé, instigated your mother to ruin my reputation, and you still dare to come in front of me and show off your power?"
Yao Shiyu, don't think that just because I didn't hold it against you before, I'm weak and easily bullied. Remember, don't mess with honest people!
Yao Shiyu was stunned by Jiang Luoluo's cold eyes. She tried to remain calm, but her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Jiang Luoluo, don't be too smug."
Don't think that just because you've gotten close to Prince Yi, you can do whatever you want!
Yao Shiyu scoffed and mocked, "Prince Yi is nothing but a cold-faced killer. Don't be crying and begging to come back to Brother Boyuan later!"
Jiang Luoluo raised an eyebrow. They were truly a match made in heaven; even their speech was so similar.
Jiang Luoluo smiled slightly, her eyes revealing disdain, "His Highness Prince Yi is exceptionally handsome, has outstanding military achievements, and comes from a distinguished family. I'm afraid you, cousin, are not good enough for such a man."
After saying that, she lowered her eyes and continued eating, seemingly too lazy to argue with her anymore. She casually pointed to the remaining steamed buns and ordered, "Dingdang, see the guest out."
She hates it when people disturb her while she's eating.
Dingdang stepped forward with his sword. Yao Shiyu could no longer hold on. Her face turned pale and then flushed. She got up in a disheveled state, muttering words of resentment. Finally, she hurriedly slipped out of the courtyard.
Jiang Luoluo watched her retreating figure, sighed softly, and said meaningfully, "It's time to change the people in this manor."
Dingdang wiped her greasy mouth indignantly and chimed in, "Miss is right! These people don't know the proper order of master and servant, letting Yao Shiyu swagger in here. It's infuriating!"
Jiang Luoluo smiled, finished the still-warm steamed bun, and said in a relaxed tone, "No rush, let me take you to see a good show first."
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