Before she could think further, Feng Linyuan led Bai Zheng in with a red silk ribbon, and under the guidance of the wedding maid, they walked into the main hall.
The moment Feng Linyuan walked in, the smile on Feng Linche's face froze.
Not only him, but almost everyone who saw Feng Linyuan for the first time today was stunned.
The wedding hall fell completely silent.
Everyone looked at Feng Linyuan's intact half - face with different expressions. There was shock, hatred, emotion, and barely concealed joy.
The people in the hall were all lost in their own thoughts, and for a moment, no one said a word.
Some people, looking at Feng Linyuan's high - spirited face, still remembered the most talented and brilliant young man in Yongding City six years ago. They also remembered the battle in which the entire Changping Army was wiped out. After Feng Linyuan fought with all his might to turn the tide, the way he looked when he made the long journey back to Yongding.
At that time, his face was so pale that there was not a trace of blood, covered with hideous bloodstains. Especially on the right half of his face, there was a deep, vine - like wound with a purple - blue hue that went straight to the bone.
He had forced himself to see off his father, the old Marquis Feng Zhen, while wearing mourning clothes and still bearing those facial scars.
After that, he showed up less and less. Only a few people knew that under the careful treatment of Uncle Zhu, the doctor in the mansion, the bloodstains on his face had all faded, but the wound on the right half of his face remained there forever.
Everyone had thought that Feng Linyuan was disfigured, and that his face and his battered body, just like the tottering Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, would never recover.
Who would have thought that today, when they came just to join in the fun, they would see the once - peerless Dingyuan Marquis Feng Linyuan?
Six years had passed. He was no longer the impulsive and rash young man in Yongding City. The childishness on his face had disappeared along with that scar, leaving behind deeper eyes, a more handsome face, and a more mature and reserved aura.
Feng Linyuan looked up and gave a gentle smile to everyone, melting the hearts of almost all the women present.
"When did the Marquis's face get better? He even kept the news so tight. It's as if he was afraid we'd find out," a cold - sneering voice came.
Hearing this voice, Bai Zheng couldn't help but smile.
Wasn't this the old prime minister whom she hadn't seen for a long time?
Since Chu Feng's reputation had been completely ruined because of the incident of abducting Bai Zheng in the street last time, and the Prime Minister's Mansion had compensated the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion with 150,000 taels of silver, Prime Minister Chu had fallen ill in a fit of anger. This character hadn't shown up in front of her for so long that Bai Zheng had almost forgotten about the existence of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Seeing that the woman whom he had once despised so much and insisted on breaking off the engagement with had not only married better than his son, but also that when he had deliberately stood at the door earlier to look at the shabby dowry of the Bai Mansion, he had found that it was actually a grand red wedding procession that stretched for miles.
Wasn't this just as uncomfortable for Prime Minister Chu as if he had eaten shit?
Today, he had come to the Marquis Mansion with the intention of watching a joke. He had wanted to see Feng Linyuan, that half - dead sickly man, having to take three mouthfuls of medicine before even starting the wedding ceremony.
Who would have known that what he saw was a healthy Feng Linyuan, whose complexion was even rosier than his son's who had just recovered from an illness?
Hearing this, the healthy Feng Linyuan's eyebrows didn't move, but his voice was extremely cold: "The Prime Minister has so many things to attend to in his family that he can't spare the time to care about this Marquis. It's normal that he doesn't know that this Marquis's face has already recovered."
Who was it that had turned the Prime Minister's Mansion upside down!
Feng Linyuan's words immediately hit Prime Minister Chu's sore spot. Prime Minister Chu was so angry that he pointed at Feng Linyuan and stammered "You..." for a long time but couldn't say anything.
Empress Chu was completely preoccupied with the suddenly missing Ninth Prince and for the moment didn't care about her father.
It was Feng Linche who regained his composure and stepped in to smooth things over: "We can't blame the Prime Minister for this. Even I hadn't heard any news about it before!"
Although his words were polite, his eyes were sharply fixed on Feng Linyuan.
This kid was actually better?
Wasn't he supposed to be on the verge of death!
Feng Linyuan lowered his head and explained with a smile: "I really didn't report this matter to Your Majesty specifically. Please forgive me, Your Majesty.
However, it's not that I deliberately concealed it. At the banquet hosted by the Empress last time, when I saw Your Majesty, I specifically told Your Majesty that I had found a famous doctor in the countryside and had invited him to treat me, and the treatment had shown some results.
It's all thanks to that divine doctor that my face has recovered.
Later, I just wanted to give my new wife a surprise, so I didn't publicize this matter widely."
Only then did Feng Linche remember that at the birthday banquet of Princess Mingzhao before, the man in front of him had indeed told him that there was a divine doctor treating him and that the divine doctor was quite capable.
But he had heard too many similar reports before and had also found many so - called divine doctors. Even if there were some initial effects, most of them only treated the symptoms but not the root cause, and none of them had really worked.
So he hadn't taken that conversation to heart at all.
Who would have known that the divine doctor had really cured him?
This was impossible. The poison he had been given back then... How could an ordinary person cure it?
Feng Linche's heart sank deeper and deeper, but he still forced a smile on his face and said loudly: "Which divine doctor is it? I must reward him handsomely. Curing the Dingyuan Marquis can be considered a great merit for our Great Zhou."
Hearing this, Bai Zheng couldn't help but sneer in her heart.
Great merit? You probably wish you could tear Zhou Yuanning into pieces!
Feng Linyuan shook his head regretfully and sighed: "Your Majesty knows that most people with real skills have strange tempers.
That divine doctor was just like that.
After seeing that my face had been cured, he ignored my plea to stay and insisted on going traveling. His whereabouts are uncertain. Whether we can find him again depends on luck."
Feng Linche's face immediately darkened: "This is your fault, A Yuan. Since he is your savior and a great merit - maker for our Great Zhou, how could you let him just leave?"
Feng Linyuan showed an expression of remorse and repeatedly said: "Your Majesty is right. It's all my fault."
But the man was already gone, and it was too late for Feng Linche to say anything.
In front of everyone, Feng Linche couldn't lose his temper, so he had to restrain his expression and force a kind smile: "Forget it, forget it. The most important thing is that your face has recovered."
"Your Majesty is right. It's most important that the Marquis has recovered. I have to say that my vision was really good before. The Dingyuan Marquis is truly a beauty!" Princess Yunxi, sitting in the envoy's seat, laughed loudly.
Seeing that after Feng Linyuan and the Third Prince Feng Jingxuan sitting opposite heard this, their faces immediately turned cold, Zhuo Lingxiao pulled the outspoken Princess Yunxi and said with a laugh: "Does the Princess still remember her own identity? Is this the kind of thing you should say now?"