Yun Wenfang stood there in a bright red wedding dress. His tall figure and handsome face could not even take his eyes off the maids of the Yun family who had seen him. He himself seemed not to notice and had a nonchalant look on his face.
Old Lady Yun and the First Lady both wanted to ask him about the Meng family, but considering the special circumstances today, they were afraid of delaying the auspicious time, so they held back their questions and let Yun Wenfang go out wearing the auspicious attire.
The road from the Yun family to the villa was crowded with people who came out to watch the excitement. When they saw that the person sitting on the tall horse was not the eldest young master of the Yun family but the second young master of the Yun family, they began to talk in a low voice.
"Why is it the second young master who is welcoming the bride? Where is the eldest young master?"
"Yes, but the second young master of the Yun family is really handsome."
"Miss Meng is so lucky."
"What's the point of saying good or bad luck? I heard that the second young lady of the Yun family went back to her parents' home yesterday. Who knows, she might have suffered some great injustice."
"She's going back to her parents' home just as her sister-in-law is coming home? This eldest daughter of the Meng family is really ignorant of the general situation!"
"I remember that when the Second Young Master and Miss Meng got married, he didn't show up. He left the bride behind for a year or two before returning. If it were me, I would have gone back to her parents' home in anger."
"Do you think it's possible that the second young master of the Yun family wasn't satisfied with Miss Meng and instead fell in love with Miss Zhao from the south? And since the eldest young master is humble and willing to help others, he gave his wife to his brother?"
Although this statement was extremely unreliable, people all loved to listen to gossip, the more vulgar and bizarre the better, so many people's attention had long since shifted away from the wedding itself. They were originally curious about why Yun Wenfang was the one who went to welcome the bride on behalf of his brother, but now their attention was drawn to the fact that Miss Meng was returning to her parents' home.
Yun Wenfang sat casually on his horse, a smile playing on his lips, seemingly unconcerned about being the center of conversation. Miss Meng would have to leave sooner or later anyway, so leaving now would still be useful, distracting the crowd. Yun Wenfang hadn't considered the pros and cons of choosing that time yesterday to confront Miss Meng.
Zhao Yingqiu, who had already finished dressing up in the villa, couldn't help but frown when she heard someone report that the one coming to pick up the bride was Yun Wenfang.
"Yun Wenting hasn't returned to Yunyang City yet?"
"Yes. There is no news yet. It is said that he left with Princess Xiao."
Zhao Yingqiu smiled faintly: "I didn't realize that this Young Master Yun is such a lovesick person."
"Should the plan continue?" the person below asked softly.
Zhao Yingqiu straightened her skirt and said nonchalantly, "Of course we'll continue. Now that Xiao Jingxi's whereabouts are unknown and Xiao Jinglin has gone to Wuzhou, there's no better opportunity than now. Yun Wenting has gone after his beloved and is not in Yunyang City, which means they don't take this marriage seriously, so it will be easier for us to arrange it."
"What about Miss Yan..."
Zhao Yingqiu's smile was tinged with sarcasm. "A woman who can even betray her own family has limited usefulness. Since the Queen Mother sent her to Yanbei, she has no intention of letting her go back."
At this time, there was a commotion outside. It was said that the bride's party had arrived.
Zhao Yingqiu restrained the expression on her face and signaled the maid to cover her with the red veil.
When Yun Wenfang came to pick up Zhao Yingqiu, he couldn't help but feel dazed when he saw the woman sitting beside the bed. Zhao Yingqiu's figure was somewhat similar to the person in his memory. Now she was sitting there with her face covered by a veil, making Yun Wenfang feel like he was walking into a dream.
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