As soon as the voice faded, two servants rushed in from outside. They walked up to Mo Yao, grabbed her arms and carried her out.
Mo Yao kicked and shouted, but no one paid any attention to her.
No one even cared about who she was if she wasn't the second young lady of the Mo family.
After Mo Yao was taken away, Lady Ning walked up to Zhao Yiyi with a beaming smile. She gently helped Zhao Yiyi put the wedding veil back on, and the wedding continued.
After all the ceremonies were over, Zhao Yiyi was sent to the bridal chamber.
Ning Shouzhang lingered among the ministers, drinking and toasting. Mu Yanming was once again pulled by Mu Shengze to sit at the banquet table in the main hall.
Mo Qinghuan thought things were not that simple. So, while Mu Yanming wasn't paying attention, she followed Zhao Yiyi to the bridal chamber.
Sure enough, as soon as she reached the backyard, she saw Zhao Yiyi quietly open the door, lift her skirt and storm towards the wood - shed.
She followed. From afar, she heard a loud bang of the door being kicked open.
Then came Zhao Yiyi's angry voice, "You slut! I really misjudged you. I've been friends with you for so many years!"
She carefully moved behind the window and peeked inside through it. Mo Yao's hands and feet were tied, and she was leaning against the woodpile.
Hearing Zhao Yiyi's scolding, Mo Yao wasn't angry at all. Instead, there was a strange smile on her face.
"If I'm a slut, hahaha, if I am, then you're a fool! Oh, I wonder if you know there's a mole on the general's butt?"
Zhao Yiyi was so angry at Mo Yao's words that her forehead flushed. She stepped forward, grabbed Mo Yao's chin, and her fingernails dug deep into Mo Yao's flesh.
"Heh, Mo Yao, I underestimated you. But let me tell you, now I'm the legitimate wife of the general. Even if you got into the family, at most you'd be a low - class concubine. If you want to live a comfortable life, you have to watch my face. Otherwise, if you die suddenly, don't blame me!"
After saying that, she disgustedly threw Mo Yao's face away, wiped her hands hard with a handkerchief, and then directly threw the handkerchief on the ground.
She turned around and walked out. When Mo Qinghuan saw her coming out, she walked up to her without any hesitation.
Zhao Yiyi was stunned when she saw Mo Qinghuan. Then a proper smile appeared on her face. "What are you, the Princess Regent, doing in the backyard?"
Mo Qinghuan knew she was taking out her anger at Mo Yao on herself. She just smiled faintly and wasn't angry.
"If she enters the family, you have to be on guard against her."
Thinking that she might need Zhao Yiyi in the future, Mo Qinghuan reminded her.
Hearing Mo Qinghuan's concern, Zhao Yiyi felt a bit guilty. "Thank you, Princess Regent, for the reminder. I'll be careful."
Saying that, she started walking towards the bridal chamber.
Mo Qinghuan also returned to the banquet. As soon as she came back, she saw Gu Qinglan standing in front of Mu Yanming, holding a wine cup in her hand.
"My lord, Qinglan would like to toast you."
Mu Shengze felt ashamed seeing Gu Qinglan pestering a man like this. But there were so many people, and it wasn't appropriate to lose his temper. So he just tried to smooth things over. "Qinglan, don't be naughty. The lord has already drunk a lot."
Come to think of it, Mu Shengze sighed. Mu Yanming had drunk quite a bit this time, but his face showed no change.
He remembered that Mu Yanming's drinking capacity didn't seem to be this good before.
Mo Qinghuan was standing not far away, watching. Suddenly, a woman stood beside her. It was the woman who had said in the daytime that Gu Qinglan's admirer was provoking the legitimate wife.
The woman must have drunk some wine, and her face was flushed.
She grabbed Mo Qinghuan's hand. "You've grown up so much."
Mo Qinghuan quickly searched her mind for memories of this person, but after searching, she found that the original owner had no intersection with her.
So she could only force a laugh and say nothing.
The woman probably saw Mo Qinghuan's embarrassment and smiled. "It's normal that you don't recognize me. When I saw you last time, you were just this small."
As she said that, she made a gesture. Mo Qinghuan saw the length she was showing. It should be the way she was when she was still in swaddling clothes.
In that case, this woman should be a friend of the original owner's mother.
"I've been away from the capital for more than ten years and just came back recently. I've heard something about your parents' matter."
Hearing her mention her parents, Mo Qinghuan felt a sudden pang in her heart. It should be the residual emotions of the original owner.
"Yeah, it's all in the past."
Just as they were talking, there was a sudden gasp from the crowd.
The two of them looked over and found that Mu Yanming had raised his hand and knocked over the wine cup in Gu Qinglan's hand.
Mo Qinghuan quickly walked over and supported Mu Yanming. "My lord, you're drunk. I'll help you go back."
Mu Yanming put his arm around Mo Qinghuan's waist and said bluntly, "Miss Gu, I already have a princess. So, please put away your inappropriate thoughts."
Gu Qinglan thought that in public, Mu Yanming would at least save her some face. But she didn't expect him to be so decisive.
Mo Qinghuan didn't know what kind of story there was between Mu Yanming and Gu Qinglan. But before, she had seen Gu Qinglan hugging Mu Yanming's waist in the inn and their intimacy in the prince's mansion. So she guessed that Mu Yanming should have some feelings for Gu Qinglan.
But Lu Zixiu didn't know this. And to be honest, Mu Yanming's performance today was really excessive. No woman would probably be able to bear it.
"Miss Gu, the lord is drunk. What he said is not from his heart."
Mu Yanming pinched Mo Qinghuan's chin with one hand and made her look at him. "I'm telling the truth."
Mo Qinghuan frowned slightly and whispered in his ear, "Don't cause trouble for the lord!"
Hearing this, "Mu Yanming" suddenly sobered up. He stood up straight, gave Gu Qinglan a faint smile, and then turned around and left.
Gu Qinglan was still sad at first. But when she saw Mu Yanming's smile, her gloomy mood instantly brightened.
She stared blankly at his back and had already started making excuses for his behavior today in her heart.
Mo Qinghuan chased after Mu Yanming out of the general's mansion and followed behind him.
By now, it was already dark, and the street was empty. The two of them walked one in front and the other behind.
Suddenly, "Mu Yanming" stopped, turned around, and stared blankly at Mo Qinghuan.
Mo Qinghuan walked up to him and looked up into his obsidian - like eyes. This was the first time Mo Qinghuan had looked so seriously into his eyes since he had pretended to be Mu Yanming.
The looks in Mu Yanming's and Lu Zixiu's eyes were different.
On most days, Mu Yanming's eyes were usually very cold and emotionless.
But on very rare occasions, he would look at her with tenderness in his eyes.
Lu Zixiu was different. His eyes were clean and pure. Even when Mo Qinghuan had seen Lu Zixiu looking down at Ning Yao in a regal manner.
She still preferred to believe that he was a pure young gentleman in white.