Chapter 152: A Wedding Party Goes Wrong

Chapter 152

Gu Shuang's mouth curled up slightly as she teased, "Big, very big."

Gu Ying's cheeks flushed slightly. "Then let the Prince in earlier, don't let him stand outside in the cold."

"Alright, alright. Don't worry, sister, we will never mistreat your brother-in-law." Gu Shuang covered her head with a large red veil and immediately smiled, pulling the stiff Gu Wan to the door.

She said she was going to stop the new official, but how could she really stop him?

What’s more, the one outside was currently His Majesty’s favorite, a new noble with high status and power in the court.

Gu Shuang laughed and extended her fair palm to Zhao Changdu, "Brother-in-law, if you want to see my sister, you have to show your sincerity."

Being called brother-in-law made Zhao Changdu feel happy. He lazily gave Huai An a look.

Huai An immediately presented the large red package he was holding, "Good girls, let our Prince in quickly, and don't let the bride wait anxiously."

Gu Shuang blushed. "My sister is not anxious at all."

Huai An said, "Alright, alright. It's our lord who is anxious. Our lord is anxious to marry the young lady and take her home, right?"

Gu Shuang laughed. "That's right!"

Laughter sounded around them. The few eunuchs who followed the Prince took the opportunity to tease their master.

"Then, please come in, Your Highness." Taking advantage of the steps, Gu Shuang cleverly smiled and moved her body to the side, catching a glimpse of Fu Xunzhi among the crowd of gentlemen behind her.

The sound of joy arose. Zhao Changdu lifted his robe and strode into the room. At first glance, he saw the little girl sitting in front of the bronze mirror. She was sitting there quietly, as if she had been waiting for him for many years.

Zhao Changdu's eyebrows were heavy, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if after crossing the long river of time, he finally found this person.

An imperceptible smile appeared on his face as he walked over and swept her horizontally into his arms.

Gu Ying's body floated up. Her small hands nervously hooked around his neck. "Prince, I'm very heavy now..."

The man chuckled softly. "How is this heavy? You're not heavy at all, it's very easy for me to carry you."

Gu Ying's cheeks grew hot. Her whole body, wedding dress and phoenix crown together, weighed at least ten catties.

The bridal sedan swayed all the way, circling the city from the street where the Marquis Residence was located to Changning Street, and finally stopped at the gate of the Duke's Residence. The Duke's Residence was filled with guests, most of the senior officials in the court came today to congratulate the Duke. Gifts flowed like water into the Duke's Residence. Whether they were high officials, princes or prominent families, who wasn't looking forward to this grand wedding?

The maids and servants craned their necks and squeezed at the gate to see the bride.

"The bride exits the sedan!" The bridesmaid shouted, and firecrackers exploded in response.

Gu Ying was still in a daze when a long arrow decorated with flowers shot at her sedan door, followed by someone lifting the sedan curtain. A tall, sturdy figure bent down and picked her up again.

"Prince..." She trembled and nervously grasped his shoulder.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm not afraid."

Just nervous. Marrying into a prominent clan, with so many people and countless eyes watching her. Going from the Marquis Residence to another tiger's den, there would still be many days ahead where she had to tread on thin ice.

"I'm here."

The man's clear, low voice came from above her head, unusually gentle and reassuring.

Gu Ying took a deep breath. Her heart warmed. "Okay."

No matter what she encountered, she would face it with equanimity.

After entering the main gate of the residence, Gu Ying was finally set down by the Prince. She was quickly led by the bridesmaid to the bridal hall for worship.

Without Zhao Changdu by her side, Gu Ying felt uneasy for a moment, but soon calmed down.

The bridesmaid handed her a section of the large red silk ribbon. The originally lively bridal hall suddenly quieted down for a short while, followed by the sound of rustling and discussions.

"Huh? The Prince left suddenly just before worshipping heaven and earth. Isn't that maid who came to summon him look a bit familiar? Wasn't she with Miss Huo before?"

Someone else said, "On her wedding day years ago, Miss Huo abandoned the Prince. Could it be that Miss Huo can't let go of the Prince now, and wants to take him away on his wedding day? This would be big news!"

"Impossible, right? She's been married for ten years, old and faded. How could she still be longing for the elegant Prince?"

"Who said Miss Huo is old and faded? I was fortunate enough to see her from afar at the winter hunt some time ago. Although she's thinner now and lost some of a maiden's lushness, she is still as beautiful as before, just as she was. Now there's a touch of the sickly beauty of a Western woman, even more pitiful and charming." Unabashed, someone raised their voice and sneered, "If you ask me, it's not that Miss Huo can't let go of the Prince, but that the Prince still hasn't let go of Miss Huo."