Mo Qinghuan walked over and whispered in Gu Qinglan's ear, "Miss Gu, be smarter in the future. Don't make such a fool of yourself like today again." With that, she pulled out the golden needle from Gu Qinglan's shoulder.
Gu Qinglan's face contorted in pain, but she didn't dare to say anything more. She just stormed over to Min Feiyan angrily.
At this moment, Min Feiyan looked extremely ugly. Mu Shengze was attentively rubbing her back.
When he saw Gu Qinglan coming towards them, he simply put his arm around Min Feiyan and walked to the other side.
...
At this time, the wedding sedan had arrived at the gate. General Ning Yuan was dressed in red with a red ribbon on his head. He walked to the sedan door, and the matchmaker shouted at the top of her voice, "The groom kicks the sedan door."
The so - called "kicking the sedan door" was a way for the groom to assert his authority when he was about to marry the bride into his family.
Mo Qinghuan suddenly remembered the day when she got married to Mu Yanming. Mu Yanming had shown her enough respect and directly abolished the custom of the groom kicking the sedan door. Just as she was thinking, General Ning Yuan had dismounted and walked to the sedan door.
Everyone held their breath and watched General Ning Yuan. From the crowd, someone suddenly said,
"The last grand wedding in the capital was probably that of the Regent's Mansion."
"You're right..."
As they were speaking, General Ning Yuan had kicked the sedan door. Then the matchmaker lifted the curtain and led the bride out.
"Speaking of grandeur, it has to be Princess Saoyue, no, it has to be the Regent's Consort. Not only did she have twenty palanquins of dowry, but most importantly, she married a man as noble and outstanding as the Regent."
Gu Qinglan bit her lips tightly and looked at "Mu Yanming" with affectionate eyes.
She knew that if it weren't for the feud between the Regent and the emperor, among all the women in the capital, the only one most qualified to marry Mu Yanming was her, Gu Qinglan, the legitimate daughter of the prime minister.
But now, he had married a woman who had been married before, which had shamed him.
Thinking like this, she looked at Mo Qinghuan again.
Mo Qinghuan was watching General Ning Yuan leading the bride, Zhao Yiyi, step by step towards the main hall.
After entering the main hall, Mo Qinghuan stood on one side and saw General Ning Shouzhang's mother sitting high on the seat of honor.
She couldn't help but think of that day when the emperor had sat on the seat of honor and all the embarrassing things that had happened.
She was surprised to find that in just a few minutes, she had thought of Mu Yanming several times.
She shook her head with a bitter smile.
The man standing beside her noticed her movement and reached out to hold her hand.
Her originally cold little hand was suddenly held tightly in a big palm.
The warmth seemed to spread from her palm to her heart all at once.
She turned her head slightly and gave him a faint smile.
As the matchmaker's shouts echoed, the wedding proceeded in an orderly manner.
However, just when the matchmaker shouted, "The couple bows to each other,"
At the door of the main hall, an unexpected guest suddenly appeared.
Dressed in a red wedding dress, she stood at the door and coldly shouted, "Don't bow."
Mo Qinghuan looked in the direction of the voice.
She saw Mo Yao striding towards the newly - weds.
Hearing Mo Yao's voice, Zhao Yiyi under the bridal veil felt an inexplicable sense of unease.
She lifted the veil and looked at Mo Yao.
Ning Shouzhang also glared angrily at Mo Yao.
"What are you doing here?"
Zhao Yiyi questioned Mo Yao. Mo Yao sneered and walked up to Ning Shouzhang. "You can't marry her!"
Zhao Yiyi's face changed instantly. "What did you say!"
Mo Yao bit her lips tightly and stared at Ning Shouzhang. "I said he can't marry you because I've already become his woman!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall was in an uproar.
Everyone looked at Mo Qinghuan with inquisitive eyes, as if asking her what had happened.
Mo Qinghuan had thought that after the last incident, Mo Yao would learn to be more restrained. She never expected that this time Mo Yao would even make a scene at someone else's wedding.
Zhao Yiyi was on the verge of collapse. She staggered a few steps and almost fell.
Fortunately, Ning Shouzhang's mother got up and supported her.
After Mrs. Ning handed Zhao Yiyi's hand to Ning Shouzhang, she stepped forward and stood in front of her son, looking coldly at Mo Yao with a powerful aura.
Seeing this, Mo Yao felt an inexplicable sense of fear, but she couldn't back down. If she didn't fight for it today, she would never have a chance to compete with Mo Qinghuan. So, Ning Shouzhang must marry her!
She must gain the title of the general's wife. Thinking like this, she suddenly threw herself in front of Mrs. Ning, hugged her thigh, and cried, "Madam, Mo Yao knows that I shouldn't have come today. But Mo Yao is just a weak woman. I'm afraid that after today, the general will abandon me. So, after much hesitation, I still decided to come and clarify the matter between the general and me."
Mrs. Ning sensed something was wrong.
She helped Mo Yao up. "What's going on?"
Seeing his mother helping Mo Yao up, Ning Shouzhang stepped forward and pulled his mother. "Mother."
Mrs. Ning glared at him. "Son, tell me what happened?"
Mo Yao wiped away her tears, bit her lips tightly, looking extremely aggrieved. She looked around the hall and whispered something in Mrs. Ning's ear.
Mo Qinghuan only saw Mrs. Ning's face change. After a while, she adjusted herself and walked towards Mo Qinghuan.
Mu Yanming tightened his grip and slightly turned his body to block Mo Qinghuan behind him.
Seeing the Regent protecting the Regent's Consort so much, Mrs. Ning bowed respectfully and said, "Your Highness, this humble woman would like to have a private word with the Consort. I wonder if Your Highness could be kind enough to give us some privacy?"
Mo Qinghuan gently patted Mu Yanming's arm and walked up to Mrs. Ning.
"Madam, what's the matter?"
Mrs. Ning sighed and whispered in Mo Qinghuan's ear what Mo Yao had told her.
After listening, Mo Qinghuan looked at Mo Yao with mockery and said in a voice loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear, "Madam, Mo Yao's matter has nothing to do with the General's Mansion. So today, whether General Ning beats her to death or marries her, it has nothing to do with this consort, because..."
As she spoke, she looked at Mo Yao.
That look made Mo Yao's heart skip a beat. She always felt that the next words from Mo Qinghuan might ruin her.
So, she subconsciously held her breath.
"Because Mo Yao is not my father's child at all!"
Mo Yao's eyes widened. With bloodshot eyes, she lunged at Mo Qinghuan, but was blocked by Mu Yanming.
Mu Yanming pushed her away. Mo Yao fell to the ground but still shouted heart - rendingly.
"You're talking nonsense! I'm the second young lady of the General's Mansion! I'm my father's daughter!"
Mo Qinghuan looked at Mrs. Ning. "My father has been dead for many years. Originally, I didn't want to mention this matter. But this girl has repeatedly done things that disgrace the family. So, our General's Mansion can no longer tolerate her."
Mo Yao got up from the ground and pointed at Mo Qinghuan tremblingly.
"You're lying! You're lying!"
Seeing that the most important day of her life had been ruined by Mo Yao, Zhao Yiyi stepped forward and slapped her.
"Someone, drag her out!"