The Capital City's 42nd Wedding (Part 2)

  The unluckiest wedding in history (Part 2)

  Sister's big wedding, Ye Li originally didn't need to go. But Mo Xiu Yao had Feng San come to pass on the message, Ye Li believed that at the time there must be a good show to watch. Moreover, she also felt it necessary to personally communicate with her fiancé about Han Mingyue, good communication is more conducive to mutual trust. After changing into suitable clothes, Ye Li had someone inform the old lady and before leaving, a servant came in to report that Ding Wang had come to pick up Third Miss. The old lady knew Mo Xiu Yao was inconvenient and didn't dare delay, hastily letting Ye Li go.

  As soon as they exited the Ye Manor's main gate, they indeed saw a horse carriage with the Dingguo Wangfu emblem parked at the entrance. A young guard named Ah Jian immediately stepped forward and said, "Ah Jian greets Your Highness."

  Ye Li felt a bit embarrassed, although this was only the second time they met, but Ye Li still noticed that this boy named A Jin seemed not to be very clever. He nodded and said "thank you" as he got on the carriage.

  Mo Xiuyao was sitting in the carriage, head bowed as he looked at a book in his hand. When Ye Li came up, he casually put the book aside and smiled faintly: "Sit down, were you frightened last night?" Ye Li walked over to sit across from him, smiling: "It's fine, thanks for rushing over." Mo Xiuyao seemed to recall something amusing, and a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes, "Fortunately I rushed over, otherwise I wouldn't have known the princess had such methods." Ye Li shrugged indifferently; she didn't mind Mo Xiuyao seeing her true face, after all they would be husband and wife in the future, and many things couldn't be hidden: "A trivial trick, it's laughable to Prince Wang."

  Mo Xiuyao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Are we going to keep calling them Prince and Princess?"

  Ye Li raised her eyes to look at him, somewhat perplexed. "Then what should I call you? Grandfather? Old Master? Husband? Official?" Before she could finish speaking, Ye Li shivered first. Usually hearing others address each other hadn't felt wrong, but when it came out of her own mouth, why did it feel so awkward? Compared to these forms of address, Ye Li would rather go with the flow and call them Wang Ye and Wang Fei instead.

  Mo Xiuyao smiled and said, "You can call me by my name."

  "Mo... Xiāo Yáo?"

  "Xiāo Yáo." Mò Xiāo Yáo corrected, "Can I teach you ā Lǐ?"

  Ye Li nodded, feeling fortunate that he hadn't chosen to call her Lier. To be honest, except for elders, she found it hard to get used to such a familiar form of address.

  "I let that person from yesterday go, you don't mind, do you?" Ye Li looked at Mo Xiu Yao with a serious expression.

  Mo Xiuyao shook his head and smiled lightly, "It's nothing. Since you don't mind, then let's just forget it. After all, Han Mingyue isn't someone to be easily offended."

  Ye Li raised an eyebrow, "You don't seem surprised at all about his relationship with Han Mingyue?"

  "When I was young, I had some relationship with Han Mingyue."

  Ye Li was indeed extraordinary, able to make Mo Xiuyao acknowledge a somewhat close relationship, surely it wasn't an ordinary relationship.

  "Your Highness, we have arrived at the Li Wang Fu."

  The two of them chatted idly and before they knew it, they had arrived at the Li Wang Fu. Neither of them were talkative people, but Ye Li found that talking to Mo Xiu Yao was never boring.

  "A Li."

  Ye Li was about to get off when Mo Xiuyao suddenly called out.

  Ye Li turned back, looking at him with a puzzled expression. Mo Xiuyao looked at her quietly, "Are you really ready?"

  "Do we need to prepare anything?" Yelü's eyebrows rose slightly, and for a moment, she couldn't recall if she had really forgotten something.

  Mo Xiuyao was taken aback for a moment, and a faint smile appeared on his lips as he said softly, "Nothing. Go down."

  The Emperor personally came to congratulate, the Li Wangfu naturally could not be slow. Especially since the Emperor had not appeared in the capital for nearly eight years, his personal participation in the wedding of the Li King can be said to have given enough face to the Li King. According to the imperial ranking, the Ding Wang, who was equivalent in age to the Li King, should be one generation higher than the Li King, so not only the Li King himself but also the royal relatives who came to attend the wedding all went out together to welcome him. The Ding Guo Wangfu did not set up any grand scene, and under the gaze of everyone, the first person to get off the carriage was a purple-clothed young girl. On her pink dress embroidered with elegant lotus flowers, her black hair was loosely tied up, and a gemstone butterfly hairpin shone brightly on her forehead. With just a slight turn of her face, she revealed a delicate and beautiful complexion that had been lightly powdered. Soon, two guards lifted the curtain of the carriage and effortlessly carried down Mo Xiuyao along with his wheelchair. Mo Xiuyao glanced indifferently at the people standing at the entrance of the Li Wangfu who seemed to be stunned, turned his head to look at Ye Li standing beside him, and stretched out his hand towards her.

  Ye Li raised her hand and let Mo Xiuyao hold it, while Ah Jian had already pushed the wheelchair towards the gate of the Li Wang Fu.

  "Cough... I've seen Lord Dingguo."

  Finally someone reacted, glanced at Li Wang who was still staring blankly at the approaching Ding Wang without any reaction, and cleared his throat to remind the master to greet the guest.

  "Have seen Lord Dingguo."

  "Today is King Lei's wedding, you don't have to be too polite." Mo Xiuyao said in a warm voice, then looked at Mo Jinglei and smiled: "Jinglei, congratulations."

  "Thank you!" Mo Jing Lei glared fiercely at Ye Li standing beside Mo Xiu Yao, gritting his teeth.

  Mo Xiuyao raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you going to invite us in?"

  Mo Jing Lei could only step aside and let them in, but refused to utter another word. Mo Xiu Yao seemed to understand Mo Jing Lei's temper well, looked up at Ye Li and smiled: "Let's go in." Ye Li pursed her lips and nodded silently. Following Mo Xiu Yao, she stepped into the main gate of the Wang Fu, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Feng Zhi Yao standing in an inconspicuous corner, smiling at the three people at the door with an especially... punchable expression.

  As they entered the Li Wang Fu, the virtuous and majestic Empress Dowager was also waiting in person in the main hall to greet them. Seeing Mo Xiuyao and Ye Lian walking side by side, she only flickered her eyes slightly before quickly standing up with a smile, "Li'er's grand wedding is a rare occasion for Xiuyao to personally attend. It truly brings honor to the Li Wang Fu. It seems that Xiuyao and his future queen have an exceptionally good relationship as well. When you two get married, I will definitely send a generous gift." Mo Xiuyao slightly nodded, with the expression on half of his face exposed outside appearing respectful and gentle, "Thank you for your concern, Empress Dowager. At that time, Xiuyao will certainly pay respects to Your Majesty and King Jing Li." Ye Lian quietly stood beside Mo Xiuyao without speaking up. For some reason, since meeting the virtuous and majestic Empress Dowager last time, this seemingly gentle and kind empress always made her feel a few degrees of vigilance.

  "There's no outsider here, so please sit down, Miss Ye." Xianzhao Taifei greeted Yelü after chatting with Mo Xiuyao. Yelü thanked her softly and sat down beside Mo Xiuyao, but unfortunately, she ended up sitting directly across from Mo Jingli. Without even looking up, she could feel Mo Jingli staring at her intensely, which made Yelü feel annoyed. Shouldn't the person getting married be busy with a headache? Why was this Mo Jingli idly sitting here listening to people's chatter?

  "Hey, Jing Lei, what's going on? Why are you staring at Miss Ye San like that?" A somewhat shrill female voice rang out in the great hall. Ye Li furrowed her brow and raised her head to look at the speaker. There were only seven or eight people sitting in this great hall, but since they were all accompanied by Empress Dowager Xianzhao herself, none of them were ordinary guests. At least, they weren't people that Ye Li, a young lady from the Ye family, could afford to offend.

  The person speaking was staring at Ye Li with raised eyebrows and a critical expression, her phoenix-patterned peony dress displaying her extraordinary status. As soon as she spoke, everyone who had been paying attention to Mo Xiu Yao, whom they hadn't seen in a long time, suddenly turned their gaze to Ye Li. But the speaker didn't seem willing to let things drop, and a cold glint appeared in her sharp phoenix eyes as she laughed mockingly and said in a shrill voice: "Come to think of it, I almost forgot - isn't Miss Ye San Jing Lei's former fiancée?"

  "I suppose Jing Lei is just curious about the new number one talent in the capital. Aren't all of you also curious?" Mo Xiuyao's voice rose faintly in the great hall, his tone seemingly warm and gentle without a hint of anger, yet clearly conveying his protection towards his fiancée. Ye Li lowered her head, silently staring at her hand being grasped by a cool large hand.

  "The king's words are indeed true. Miss Ye San has truly lived up to the phrase 'if not for its cry, it would be a shock'. Thinking back, Mrs. Ye was also a calm and unassuming person back then, but her literary talent and elegance are still vivid in our memories today." The white-haired old lady at the front laughed loudly, looking at Ye Lian with kindness. Ye Lian smiled slightly, "Old lady is overpraising me, my mother's talent is something I can hardly match, I only hope to inherit a small part of it." The old lady nodded in approval, saying: "You're a humble and good child."

  "This is Lady Hua Guo, the wife of Lord Hua." Mu Xiuyao softly introduced Ye Li.

  Ye Li suddenly realized that this person was actually Tian Xiang's grandmother.

  Then, Mo Xiuyao introduced the people present to Ye Li one by one. As expected, they were either high-ranking officials or members of the imperial family. The woman in brocade who had spoken first was none other than the emperor's and Prince Lei's aunt, Grand Princess Zhaoren. She was also the birth mother of Princess Ronghua. Thinking back to Princess Ronghua's haughty demeanor at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, Ye Li could only sigh that she was indeed her mother's daughter. But what was the reason behind Grand Princess Zhaoren's obvious hostility towards herself? It couldn't be because of Princess Ronghua, could it?

  At the moment when Mo Xiuyao introduced Ye Li, the people present also secretly reassessed Ye San in their hearts. The fact that King Ding personally introduced her to the most powerful nobles of Da Chu already showed how much he valued her. Therefore, except for Mo Jingli's even uglier face, the atmosphere in the hall was still harmonious and friendly as usual.