Shangguan Ling was filled with dread: "What kind of people are those in the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, each one more ruthless than the last. But with this, I'm afraid this wedding feast won't end well. Shall we still go to the Jin Prince Mansion to join the excitement?"
Tan'er leaned forward: "Is there good food?"
Meng Qianqian affectionately touched her head: "What do you want to eat?"
Tan'er tilted her head: "Braised pork!"
Meng Qianqian smiled and said: "This dish should be at the banquet."
Tan'er excitedly waved her arms and ran forward: "Let's go eat—"
Meng Qianqian chuckled, stepping to follow.
Shangguan Ling glanced at the three big men fighting ferociously, then looked at the Young Madam heading towards the banquet with Tan'er: "Wait, the bride is gone, and you're still going to eat?"
Meng Qianqian curved her lips: "Perhaps there's more drama to unfold."
Swish!
Yu Zichuan on the rooftop had already run out of sight.
