Fang Qing was chatting with Madam Chen in her boudoir when a maid ran in from outside.
"But the wedding procession has arrived?" Madam Chen asked.
"No, it's General Weiwu who's arrived. He says he's Fang Qing's brother and he's blocking the door with his men."
"That won't do. General Wei Wu and his group are all exceptionally skilled. Our groom is no match for them," Madam Chen worried.
"It's not just General Weiwu, but also the Eighth Prince and Lord Gao, who have completely blocked the entrance." The maid looked at Fang Qing with concern.
"Miss, what should we do? What if they deliberately make things difficult for the groom..."
There are rumors in the capital that Lord Zhao and these people don't get along. At a time like this, he says he's come to offer congratulations, but who knows if he's just using this opportunity to cause trouble?
Fang Qing was stunned for a moment.
Yesterday she did receive news that the Eighth Prince and Gao Ren had returned to the capital, but she didn't know that they were there as relatives and guests on her side of the family.
The dignified Eighth Prince actually blocked her door.
And then there's Fang Zhu. When her wedding date with Zhao Shi'an was set, she wrote a letter to Fang Zhu to share the good news, but she never expected him to come back.
Not only was she surprised, but everyone in the room couldn't help but take another look at Fang Qing.
What exactly is this woman's ability? Not only did she receive a title from the Emperor, but her family has no powerful backing, and she still can't get the support of the Eighth Prince and the Mighty General.
"Don't worry, the wedding will definitely go smoothly." Fang Qing was quite at ease.
She knew several people well, and since today was her big day, they wouldn't really make things difficult for her and Zhao Shi'an.
She had barely finished speaking when the sound of firecrackers came from outside.
The wedding procession has arrived.
The groom was already the highly sought-after Lord Zhao in the capital. Now, with the arrival of the mighty General, the Eighth Prince, and Lord Gao, whose appearance was in no way inferior to Zhao Shi'an, everyone was eager to feast their eyes.
The girls who were originally in her room all ran out to see what was going on.
The servants and maids ran back and forth, relaying the situation at the door to those looking this way.
"The groom and the eighth prince are reciting poetry."
"The groom is solving a riddle with Lord Zhao."
"The mighty general is testing the groom's military strategy."
"The groom is coming in, bride, hurry up and get ready!"
Firecrackers were set off in the backyard. Quanfu's wife came over, put a veil over Fang Qing's head, and took her hand as they walked outside.
Fang Qing couldn't see what was happening outside because of the veil, but she immediately felt her hand being handed to Zhao Shi'an.
The two held hands tightly, and then walked towards the front hall.
Fang Daniu, Zhao Shi, and Zhou Ning were waiting there.
During the ceremony, the newlyweds serve tea to their parents and then proceed to the husband's home to complete the rest of the ceremony.
Fang Qing was led out of the Fang residence by Zhao Shi'an.
As the wedding procession drove away, both the Eighth Prince and Fang Zhu could not hide the desolation in their eyes.
Gao Ren glanced at the two of them, then squinted at Fang Qing in the bridal sedan chair, and followed them.
Amidst the gongs and drums, the bridal sedan chair was brought in and arrived smoothly at the Zhao family's house, where the wedding ceremony was then performed.
Since Zhao Shi'an had no elders present, he should have placed Zhao Jingzhong's memorial tablet there before, but Zhao Shi'an felt it was unlucky.
It just so happened that the Emperor himself was attending their wedding, so he naturally took the seat of honor.
Furthermore, Zhao Fen was also nearby.
Although Zhao Fen and Zhao Shi'an were not related, in order to make the marriage a grand affair, Zhao Shi'an recognized Zhao Fen as a relative.
The condition was that Zhao Shi'an would exonerate the Zhong family after the wedding.
Looking across the court, no one was more suitable to do this than Zhao Shi'an.
The wedding went smoothly. After Fang Qing was taken to the bridal chamber, Zhao Shi'an went to the front yard to greet the guests.
For the Emperor's safety, Zhao Shi'an had him sent away as soon as the ceremony ended.
He had just come out and had a few drinks with some important officials when Xiao Liu came over and whispered something in his ear.
Where is the person now?
"They've already taken him down."
"Watch closely."
"yes."
The banquet lasted until evening, when most people left, and the remaining guests were seen off by the butler.
Zhao Shi'an returned to the bridal chamber, still fantasizing that a shy bride was waiting for him. But when he entered, he saw Fang Qing discussing the gift list with the housekeeper.
"The Grand Princess's residence presented a pair of jade ruyi scepters, along with the wish for a long and happy marriage and the birth of many children."
"The mighty general presented you with a golden staff, with the inscription... If the groom treats you badly, you may break his legs..."
"The Eighth Prince presented a pair of jade screens."
"Lord Gao Ren gave me a pair of red jade bracelets with a message..." The steward glanced at Fang Qing but didn't read it aloud.
Fang Qing didn't even need to look to know that Gao Ren definitely hadn't said anything nice.
"Oh, right, there's also a congratulatory gift from Jiaozhou, sent in Fang Dashu's name. It's a pair of South China Sea luminous pearls, priceless. I wonder who this Fang Dashu is?"
Each of the two luminous pearls is about the size of a baby's fist, and they are rarely seen on the market.
"It is Lord Fang Nianci. Remember him well. When he gets married in the future, you must prepare an equally generous gift."
"yes."
Zhao Shi'an stood at the door listening for a while, but Fang Qing and the steward didn't notice him. It was only when Fang Qing's maid saw him that she hurriedly bowed and greeted him.
"Finished with work?" Fang Qing glanced up briefly before continuing to look at the gift list in her hand.
Zhao Shi'an waved to the maids and steward in the room, signaling them to leave.
"We'll look at this tomorrow."
"I'll finish reading it soon. I'll take people to count it tomorrow. Speaking of which, there are so many people giving gifts."
Zhao Shi'an sat down next to Fang Qing, pursing his lips without saying a word.
Fang Qing waited until she finished reading the gift list before yawning and stretching.
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