The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

The palace was decorated with lights and filled with guests. It was bustling and filled with a festive atmosphere.

At the gate of the mansion, big red lanterns were hung high, and red silk fluttered in the wind, extending from the gate to the inner hall.

In the lobby, red candles flickered, golden wedding characters covered the walls, and red silk was wrapped around the carved beams, fluttering in the wind.

The guests were dressed in gorgeous clothes and were polite and flattering each other.

Finally, there was a noise outside. The deafening sound of festive gongs and drums spread into the mansion.

"Here comes the bride." The doorman called out, and those who were watching gathered around.

At this time, a man who looked like a servant came in stealthily and whispered something in the third prince's ear.

Mo Yihe's eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, I'll be waiting to see the show."

"Third brother is well-informed, but what did he know in advance?" Mo Chensen slightly turned sideways and came closer.

Mo Yaohe was in a good mood, looking towards the door meaningfully, "Today is the day our Sixth Prince gets married to his principal wife, oh no, to his concubine. We, as his brothers, must go and celebrate." After saying that, he walked out with a gloating look on his face.

Mo Chensen followed with a smile.

"These two are a bunch of snakes and rats. I wonder what they are going to do next." Mo Yiyan curled his lips and looked down on the two of them.

Mo Zemiao looked at him helplessly and had to remind him: "Twelfth brother, be careful with your words. There are many people here and they are talking nonsense. You should avoid causing trouble by speaking."

"Brother Jiu, you are just too cautious. It's so tiring to live like this." Mo Yiyan disagreed.

Mo Xuyao ​​nodded calmly, "Twelfth brother, your ninth brother is right. You should be careful about what you say and do when you go out."

"Got it. I won't say any more." Mo Yiyan stopped dwelling on this topic and looked outside. "This Qu Xinzhu is from the Prime Minister's Mansion after all. I wonder if Yan Qing will come?"

"The Prime Minister is strict with his subordinates, and Yan Qing doesn't like to go out, so I guess he won't come today." Mo Zemiao said this.

Mo Yiyan felt quite disappointed.

Except in the Imperial Academy, he could not see Yan Qing at other times. He still wanted to drink and chat with him.

Little did they know that two figures had quietly blended into the crowd.

At the gate, the sedan had already stopped for a long time, but the groom was still sitting on the horse, with no intention of getting off.

People around who didn't know the truth couldn't help but start to make a fuss.

"What's wrong with you, Prince Li? You've already brought your bride home, why don't you hurry up and get married? Why are you just standing there in a daze?"

"I guess he is so happy that he finally got married to his beloved. Speaking of which, Prince Li and Princess Li went through many hardships before they were together. Today is Prince Li's big day, so he must be feeling emotional and reminiscing about the past."

"No matter how unpopular Prince Li is, he is still a prince. Now he is marrying a concubine's daughter, and a woman with such a bad reputation. It can be seen that he loves her deeply. No matter what, the two of them have achieved a happy ending. It will be a good story in the future."

"But Prince Li doesn't look very happy. Could it be that the Prime Minister's Mansion made things difficult for him when he was preparing for his wedding? That shouldn't be the case. Look at the long line of dowry behind the bridal sedan. It's clear that the Prime Minister's Mansion also attaches great importance to this marriage."

There were discussions all around him, but Mo Li turned a deaf ear to them, his face expressionless like a wooden sculpture.

He was not in a hurry, but the bride in the sedan chair was anxious.

She waited for a long time, but seeing that there was no movement outside, she finally couldn't bear it anymore, so she lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and walked out by herself.