Long Live the Empress

Chapter 248: A Poor Wedding

I don't know if someone deliberately reminded the people, or if the people were paying special attention to Yue Jinghong's wedding, but from the afternoon of that day, the roadside was full of people waiting to watch the excitement. Some old ladies with inconvenient legs and feet even brought benches to gather in twos and threes, chatting while waiting, and the topic of course was inseparable from Yue Jinghong and Yue Mansion.

However, unlike the bustling outside, the Yue Mansion was deserted and there was no sign that the family had a daughter getting married.

Yue Hanwen lay on the beauty's backrest and dozed off, letting Ni'er massage his calves. He felt so comfortable with the beauty by his side.

"Master, Aunt Su wants to see you!" the servant reported outside the door.

Yue Hanwen closed his eyes and hummed softly, "What do you want to ask her? If there's nothing wrong, go back!"

"Aunt Su said that she wanted to discuss the matter of the second young lady with the master..."

Yue Hanwen looked unhappy and wondered what to do.

Ni'er's eyes moved, and she said softly, "Master, you should go! After all, this is the Second Miss's lifelong event. Hey, maybe Sister Su wants Master to go because Master didn't make any preparations for the Second Miss!"

Yue Hanwen did not answer, hesitating whether to go or not.

"Oh, Sister Su is the same. How can she not understand the master's painstaking efforts? If it weren't for the second lady's incident yesterday that made the prince angry, how could you be willing to let the second lady leave like this... I... I love you so much!" As Ni'er spoke, her eyes turned red. Her pitiful look was so attractive.

Yue Hanwen finally opened his eyes and patted Ni'er's little face, "You still understand me the best! Why doesn't she think about it? Jinghong did such a shameful thing. If we hold a grand ceremony, how will the emperor view our Yue Mansion? Isn't this handing a handle to others?"

"I understand, but Sister Su...she also feels sorry for the Second Young Miss..."

"Humph! She taught me this, so let her figure it out on her own!" Yue Hanwen said coldly, "Go tell her that I have government affairs to attend to, so tell her not to bother me anymore!"

The servant didn't dare to stay any longer and ran out the door in a hurry.

Aunt Su, who was waiting outside the door, had already grown impatient. When she saw the servant coming back, she hurriedly asked, "What did the master say?"

"The master asked Aunt to go back, as he still has government affairs to attend to..." The servant swallowed the last half of the sentence automatically and did not report it.

Aunt Su's hands were tightly grasping the armrests of the wheelchair, and a hint of anger appeared on her swollen face, "Go back!"

Yue Jinghong, dressed up, was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, her heart filled with hatred.

She entered the Prince's Mansion as a concubine, so she could not wear bright red. She could only wear light red, which was similar to bright red. She did not have a phoenix coronet or bridal robe. All she had was a jadeite and gold headdress that Aunt Su personally put on her.

Looking around the room again, there were no guests' congratulations, no sisters' envy, only a deserted room.

Zhenzhu didn't get Yue Hanwen's attention, so she had to accompany Yue Jinghong into the mansion as a dowry maid. When Aunt Su told her about this, Zhenzhu felt indescribable longing in her heart...

"Miss, please eat something to fill your stomach!" Zhenzhu brought a plate of pastries and presented it to Yue Jinghong.

Yue Jinghong stared blankly at herself in the mirror without saying a word, so Zhenzhu retreated aside angrily.

This was the scene that Aunt Su saw when she walked in. The hatred in her heart was no less than that of Yue Jinghong.

"Aunt, did father say when he would arrive?" Yue Jinghong murmured.

How could Aunt Su have the heart to tell Yue Jinghong that her bastard father had never thought of coming over?

"You have Auntie and Hong'er with you, Second Miss... Second Miss..." Auntie Su has always been strong, but at this moment she couldn't help feeling sad.

Yue Jinghong forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Aunt is right! I only have the two of you!"

Aunt Su looked at the daughter she had carefully raised, thought about her current situation, and secretly began to plan for the future.