The sky was still clear.
The entrance to the Minister of Justice Mansion was bustling like a marketplace.
Guests thronged the doorway, among whom were not a few there to celebrate, and quite a few hoping to forge connections, everyone harboring their own thoughts but with shallow smiles on their faces.
As Shen Hua had anticipated, the carriage from Duke Wei Mansion was also on its way.
Wei Xiheng had even personally gone to the Governor Mansion to pick up guests.
Once this news spread, it drew quite a crowd of onlookers.
Someone exclaimed with excitement: "Did the Yan girl truly board the carriage of Duke Wei's Mansion?"
"Why are you stuttering? It's quite fitting. Duke Wei Wei Wei, why don't you just say Wei Xiheng Gong gong."
"It's true, I saw it with my own eyes."
"Was she forced?"
"Who could know that for sure? But she looked so pale and thin as though a gust of wind might blow her away."
