With great difficulty, they helped the person out of the sedan chair. Upon looking up, they saw Yun Shu still sitting obediently in the sedan. The wet nurse’s forehead, which had not yet settled, immediately began to twitch even more violently.
What kind of concubines did Prince Mo have? One after another, they all seemed a little…
If there was a next time, she absolutely would not take this job!
The guests inside were still waiting. Not daring to delay, the wet nurse suppressed her expression and spoke towards Yun Shu’s side.
“Concubine Yun, the Prince has no other arrangements. You may return to your courtyard first.”
This meant she was to return on her own.
As a concubine herself, with so many eyes watching from outside, how could Yun Shu easily leave the sedan chair? But the wet nurse paid her no mind, having already helped Feng Yin Wan into the manor.
The murmuring around them grew louder. Yun Shu, unable to persist, pulled off her veil with force and shamefacedly entered the Prince’s manor through a side door.
From the front courtyard to the main hall, the wet nurse had cautioned her at least eight times, “Don’t look up, don’t make a sound.” Feng Yin Wan’s head began to ache, so she simply let the wet nurse lead her wherever she pleased.
The assembled guests craned their necks in anticipation. When they saw her enter in a full red wedding gown, they were instantly astonished.
After a few stunned glances at each other, they stiffly turned and asked, “Your Highness, is this also part of the arrangement?!”
This was the auspicious red only the principal wife could wear!
Prince Ding Nan had also not expected such a flamboyant display. Seeing this, his expression faltered, but his voice remained as forceful as ever.
“Prince Mo is not uncultured. Such an arrangement naturally has its reasons!”
After speaking, his gaze shifted back to the streak of auspicious red. He narrowed his eyes, finding it increasingly pleasing.
This color suited his son very well. It only lacked the status of a principal wife. It was merely wearing it a little early; there was nothing improper about it!
Feng Yin Wan’s head was covered by the wedding veil, her vision already greatly impaired. Moreover, the wedding gown was extremely elaborate and long. With one careless step, she stepped on her skirt and nearly tripped.
A hand quickly reached out from the side, as if to support her. However, before it could touch her, she was already pulled away by the wet nurse.
The wet nurse, still shaken, tidied her clothes and whispered, “Concubine, please be careful! Everyone in this room is watching!”
Feng Yin Wan remembered the instruction and did not speak. She nodded, and then casually looked in the direction where the hand had reached out.
This glance was no small matter; she almost blurted out a curse.
The person who had just tried to help her was none other than Prince Ding Nan…!
Her fingertips were gently gripped by a force. Feng Yin Wan came back to her senses, only to see that the wet nurse had already stepped away from her side.
In her line of sight appeared a pair of black boots with gold trim. The hem of a robe spread out carelessly, overlapping with her skirt in mid-air.
The next moment, a dry palm, carrying a hint of warmth, covered hers, enveloping it tightly.
Feng Yin Wan’s body stiffened, her movements momentarily halted.
“Concubine?”
This question was filled with doubt.
As if a gaze was cast her way from beside her, Feng Yin Wan pursed her lips, suppressing the awkwardness, and immediately stepped forward cooperatively.
She was led to the wedding altar, but Ye Ting Lan’s hand still held hers. Feng Yin Wan frowned and tugged, but the grip only tightened. For the moment, she had no choice but to comply.
The bowing ceremony proceeded much more smoothly than she had imagined. Not only was there no obstruction, but after the two bows, there wasn’t even a whisper of discussion from the surrounding guests.
And Prince Ding Nan, who should have been the most furious, seemed to have taken something wrong. He was now staring at her with eager eyes, so clearly that she could feel it even through the wedding veil.
Feng Yin Wan straightened her slightly stiff back, feeling a bit of ill luck.
“Your Highness.”
As they were about to begin the third bow, her vision was suddenly obstructed. Prince Ding Nan immediately waved his hand in displeasure.
“Move aside, move aside. Don’t block my view of Shu’er.”
Seeing that he had mistaken Feng Yin Wan for Yun Shu, the maidservant’s heart skipped a beat. Her eyebrows bunched up in distress.
“Your Highness, please stop looking! That’s not the County Princess, the County Princess… she’s outside!”
Prince Ding Nan’s brow furrowed instinctively upon hearing this. Just as he was about to call her a liar, he looked up and saw a familiar face. He paused, then frowned.
“Rui Dong?”
This maidservant was from his manor. She had been instructed to stay in the capital with Yun Shu.
What had she just said? That wasn’t Shu’er??
The surrounding guests were close by, so Rui Dong dared not make a big fuss. She leaned forward and whispered a few words. Prince Ding Nan’s eyes widened, and he immediately turned his head to look outside the door.
Outside the main hall, by the flower wall, a figure in peach pink appeared.
The woman’s veil was only half lifted, and beneath it was the face of his beloved daughter!
*Bang—*
A loud, sudden noise immediately drew most of the onlookers’ attention.
Feng Yin Wan, having just straightened up, saw this and immediately lifted her veil to look.
One hand was still firmly held by Ye Ting Lan. She operated with one hand, but the light of day was only revealed for a moment before it was forcefully blocked again.
The moment her vision was obstructed, she seemed to glimpse Prince Ding Nan glaring at her furiously, then rising and storming away from the banquet.
Feng Yin Wan raised an eyebrow. Just as she was about to lift the veil again, the grip on her hand tightened as a warning.
Following this, Ye Ting Lan’s toneless voice drifted down from above.
“The bowing ceremony is complete. Escort the concubine to the rear courtyard.”
He said this to the wet nurse, as the hand holding hers clearly returned.
The wet nurse, dutifully fulfilling her role, gave Feng Yin Wan no opportunity to eavesdrop. She helped her and led her directly out through the back door.
Entering the rear courtyard, there was no one in sight. Feng Yin Wan broke free from the wet nurse and moved around slightly. Fearing more scolding, she did not dare to be too unrestrained.
Even so, the wet nurse watched her more closely than money.
“Not this way, Concubine. The bridal chamber is this way. You’ve gone the wrong way!”
Feng Yin Wan was familiar with the layout of the Prince’s manor. Although she was covered by a veil, she was certain that this direction was indeed towards Lan Qing Courtyard.
As if sensing her confusion, the wet nurse chuckled lightly.
“Concubine, have you perhaps become muddled? You have already bowed to the Prince and become his wife. Where you are going, naturally, is the main courtyard of the Prince’s manor!”
Without waiting for her reaction, she pulled her along towards the main courtyard.
Feng Yin Wan: “???”
After the wet nurse escorted her, she left. Having been cooped up for nearly half the morning, Feng Yin Wan finally tore off the veil.
It was called the bridal chamber, and the decorations were quite fitting.
The bright flames on the table flickered gently. A pair of dragon and phoenix candles had already burned more than halfway, suggesting they had been lit since the morning.
Feng Yin Wan’s gaze swept around. She casually grabbed two handfuls of melon seeds, tied the skirt of her wedding gown around her waist, and climbed out the window.
Outside Heng Wu Courtyard was silent, except for the occasional *crack* sound. Not a breath of wind stirred.
After waiting for about half an hour, the courtyard gate was quietly opened from within.
Feng Yin Wan glanced at it, clapped her hands to shake off the melon seed shells, and lazily stood up.
“Is the package ready?”