The wedding procession grandly made its way out of the city gates, and the city folk only gradually dispersed after a lively while, each busying themselves with their previous tasks.
Lady Liu rarely got out with the children, so Lin Yuan didn't plan on sending them back so early. After all, it was almost noon, so they decided to stay at Dong Tian for a meal before heading back.
As for Lin Jiaxin, ever since arriving in the capital, he had been engrossed in calligraphy and painting, not even today's excitement stirred his interest.
Lin Yuan sent someone to invite Lin Jiaxin for the meal; Lady Liu waved her hand with a smile, "Your father, he only knows how to paint now, doesn't care about anything else. If I didn't usually urge him, he might not even eat! Don't bother calling him; it's in vain, he might not even come."
