There was a custom in Land of No Return that wedding banquets were held at night. They held the wedding ceremony in Land of No Return, so they would naturally follow the customs and wait until after dusk for the guests to come.
Tang Yin, who was still in the room changing her clothes, was unaware of it.
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âYoung Lady...â
Inside the room, Qian Ning helped Tang Yin with the wedding dress, her hidden tears almost falling, âYou look so good in this dress.â
âReally?â Tang Yin smiled brightly. âWill Xiao Qing like me a little more when she sees me? I, too, think this dress is so pretty, but it doesnât belong to me.â
However, it did fit her well.
Tang Yin just wanted to take off the wedding dress, but Qian Ning held her hand and smiled. âYoung Lady, letâs go out first. Princess asked me to bring you to her. She is still waiting for us.â
Tang Yinâs eyes were blank.
âAlright, then weâll go to Xiao Qing now.â
She smiled, took Qian Ningâs hand, and walked out.
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General Manor was filled with many beautiful flowers.
Nan Luo stepped through the garden and could not help but hear the sound of chatter, which made her stop in her tracks.
This time, Feng Ruqing was busy preparing for the wedding, so she had probably forgotten about Nan Luo.
âI heard that Lady Ruqing is holding a wedding for Young Lady Tang and Master Nalan. Iâve seen their names written on the invitation card, but it seems that both Young Lady Tang and Master Nalan donât know about it...â
âSshh! We canât talk about this now. But... Today is the wedding day, and they both still have no idea that theyâre getting married. What will Lady Ruqing do when the time comes?â
Nan Luo smirked.
She took one last look at the place where the murmurs came from, turned around, and walked toward the backyard.
Not far away...
Nalan Jing smashed the tree hard, but he seemed to be unaware of the pain. His face darkened, expressionless.
Nan Luo looked at Nalan Jing and smiled coldly.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âNalan Jing is Feng Ruqingâs cousin, but...
âFeng Ruqing is closer to Tang Yin.
âShe hid it from Nalan Jing, so that means Nalan Jing doesnât want to marry Tang Yin, right?â
Seeing Nalan Jingâs angry face, Nan Luo thought he must have heard the news that he would be getting married today! He looked unhappy. The wedding ceremony would start soon, but he had not changed into the wedding dress.
Nan Luo exhaled deeply and walked toward Nalan Jing.
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The afterglow of the sunset spread throughout the backyard.
Nalan Jing clenched his bloody fist tightly.
âThe wedding ceremony is about to begin...â
He wanted to stop it but did not have the guts!
âMaster Nalan...â
An unfamiliar voice came from behind, causing Nalan Jing to frown impatiently. He turned to look and saw the young girl.
He pondered for a moment, not even remembering who this girl was...