House of Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue.

Not long after the wedding procession from Prince Yu's Palace left, the guests dispersed one after another, and Mo Yun finally had some free time.

As a result, just as he sat down to rest, Mo Yaohua came to the flower hall, "Dad, you really gave her a ten-mile red makeup."

Lan Ruyu helped her in and sat down. "I think it's far more than that. Shengjing City hasn't seen such a grand occasion in many years."

Mo Yun drank tea and said, "I didn't prepare it. Rong Qing had too much dowry, and almost gave her all the family assets."

A woman's dowry is private property and is usually given to her daughter as a dowry. It is also something that is passed down from generation to generation.

If a family dares to covet a girl's dowry, they will be criticized if others find out.

If Mo Yun had known that Rong Qing doted on Mo Zhaohua, he would have definitely given her a lot, but he never expected it to be so much.

"Yes, the second young lady herself has quite a bit of dowry, and the two ladies in the palace and the Duke of Fuguo's Mansion are very generous in giving."

Lan Ruyu was not jealous. After all, the empress, princesses and princes in the palace added to their dowries because Mo Zhaohua had a good mother.

Mo Yaohua's eyes turned red with jealousy, "Today her wedding is so grand, tomorrow it will make my daughter look even more shabby."

Lan Ruyu sighed, "Ah... there's nothing I can do about it. It's because my mother is useless. You can only rely on yourself in the future."

Mentioning the dowry, Mo Yun felt distressed, "Yes, Dad doesn't have the ability to prepare so much for Yaoyao, so I can only let Yaoyao down."

Lan Ruyu knew that he was distressed, so she quickly changed the subject, "By the way, Master, how could you let Master Shen marry you?"

As a concubine, she was not qualified to attend the banquet for the marriage of the eldest daughter, and the reason for this is still unknown.

Mo Yun explained simply, "Sheng'er can't carry him, and the other families either had accidents or didn't come back, so only distant relatives are left."

Mo Yaohua was displeased, "Can't a distant relative be carried on his back? Why let a cousin come? Others will think that the Mo family has no children."

"Rong Hai brought up this matter, and the Duke of Fuguo also said that he admired the King, and other guests also joined in. What else can I do?"

Mo Yun was furious when he thought about the situation at that time. He was forced into a desperate situation. Then he thought about Mo Shenghua.

"What happened to Sheng'er's injury?" After finishing the wedding preparations, he also had time to deal with this matter formally.

Lan Ruyu would never tell the truth, "I just fell accidentally."

Mo Yun's eyes suddenly turned cold, "I was too busy a few days ago to take care of this matter, do you think I'm really stupid?"

Lan Ruyu called him softly, "Master~"

However, this trick is useless to Mo Yun now. "If you are unwilling to tell me, I can only go to Yasongxuan myself."

"Don't... Master, I'll tell you..." Lan Ruyu had guessed that this matter could not be hidden from Mo Yun.

To prevent him from going there in person and attacking Mo Shenghua in anger, it is better to talk about it here and then find a way to stop him.

Mo Yun was furious after hearing this. "What did you say? Your purse was robbed and your legs were broken? Why didn't you report it to the police in time?"

Mo Yaohua got angry when he thought about this, "Dad, you are so anxious now. I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still when you know what happens next."

Lan Ruyu gave her a look and said, "Yaoyao, you must be tired today, why don't you go back to Zhiting Pavilion and rest first?"

After seeing Mo Zhaohua's dowry, Mo Yaohua was already in a bad mood, and was worried that she had no place to vent. "No, I want to stay and watch the show."

Mo Yun shouted angrily, "Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

Lan Ruyu considered it and tried to find an excuse, "Sheng'er is full of vigor and vitality, so it's inevitable that he has some needs..."

"What, erotic poetry?" Mo Yun was furious. "Did I send him to the academy to let him go out and have sex?"

"No wonder you haven't made any progress in your studies. It turns out that your mind is focused on this. I'm going to beat this disgraceful bastard to death."

Mo Yun stood up suddenly, and Lan Ruyu quickly held him back. She also took the opportunity to signal her personal maid to go get help.

The greatest savior is Madam Mo. As long as she protects Mo Shenghua, Mo Yun cannot take action no matter how angry he is.

Lan Ruyu had already told the maid about this matter. Once the truth came out, she would immediately ask the old lady to go to Yasongxuan to take charge.

Mo Yun was angry, and Lan Ruyu couldn't stop him even with her gentleness and kindness, so she signaled Mo Yaohua to help.

Mo Yaohua was pregnant with Prince Qi's child, which was her greatest weapon. Relying on her belly, she successfully blocked the attack for a while.

When Lan Ruyu felt that the old lady should have almost passed away, she stopped trying to stop Mo Yun and went to Yasongxuan together.

When Mo Yun rushed to Yasongxuan angrily, the old lady had indeed arrived and stopped her furious son.

The old lady already knew about Mo Shenghua's scandal, but she thought it was nothing and that all men were like that.

Mo Shenghua’s current status is inseparable from her doting. It is true that a loving mother often spoils her child, and the same goes for her grandmother.

Mo Yun didn't even see Mo Shenghua, and was so angry that he said, "Mother, please get out of the way. If you don't teach this rebellious son a lesson..."

Madam Mo stood in front and pointed at her head, "Hit me here, and kill me on this happy day!"

Mo Yun didn't dare to do it, so he talked to the old lady about the truth, but if she listened, how could she condone it?

The mother and son were in a standoff, and the entire Yasongxuan was in chaos. At this time, Mo Zhaohua had already arrived outside the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion.

It was still a little before the auspicious time, so the wedding procession waited outside for a while, and the lively gongs and drums never stopped.

The Prince's Palace was decorated with lights and colorful decorations. A large red silk symbolizing festivity was hung on the plaque, and the stone lions on both sides were also tied with red silk flowers.

Chu Xuanchi was wearing a wedding dress embroidered with gold thread, sitting upright in a wheelchair, listening to the sound of gongs and drums outside, feeling excited.

However, he did not show any expression on his face. Outsiders could only see his polite smile, which was indifferent and distant.

Wuying, Fengying and several other personal bodyguards also changed out of their usual black clothes today and put on more festive colors.

There were already quite a few guests in the main hall, including Princess Jiashan and the Eighth Prince, both of whom had smiles on their faces.

They were really happy, especially Princess Jiashan. She had always believed that Chu Xuanchi's leg would get better sooner or later and that she and Mo Zhaohua would have children.

As for the Eighth Prince, he saw the joy on Mo Zhaohua's face when she got married, and felt that she should be very fond of this marriage.

The people outside the palace only waited for a moment before they heard the master of ceremonies sing, "The auspicious time has arrived, enter the palace!"

At one moment, firecrackers rang out, warmly welcoming Mo Zhaohua into the mansion.

Prince Rui finally got off the horse and walked in front of the sedan chair.

The dowry was brought into the mansion, and there was so much dowry that it would take a while to unload it all.

The palace's big red carpet extends from the entrance to the main hall, and there is another red carpet leading directly to the backyard.

The bridal sedan was landed in front of the main hall. Although Mo Zhaohua couldn't see it, he suddenly felt a strange gaze coming at him.

Could it be him?

Her heart tightened, and her right hand subconsciously touched the bracelet on her left wrist.

Brother Xuan Chi, I’m here to marry you.

In this life, I wish your heart is like mine, so that I can hold your hand and grow old with you!

Chu Xuanchi's wheelchair was facing outside. From the moment the bridal sedan came into view, his hands hidden under his sleeves clenched.

The little girl who had been hidden in his heart for many years was going to become his wife today. Everything seemed like a dream...

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