Nighttime, Imperial Capital.
The gates of Jin Mansion were closed early; what was to occur tonight, the Xie Family Patriarch Xie Jianguo was afraid outsiders might learn of it.
Inside the mansion, red lanterns were hung high, and the walls were plastered with celebratory characters.
In the main hall, red candles burned brightly, their flames flickering.
Xie Jianguo sat at the head seat, surrounded by people.
These people were not guests, but servants disguised as guests.
Xie Jianguo frowned deeply, drinking even before the wedding had begun.
Uncle Fu stood silently before Xie Jianguo, pouring wine for him.
Xie Jianguo sighed:
"Could it be that my Qilin is truly destined to become a monk?
Married a bride, and what a bride... sigh!"
Xie Jianguo couldn't continue.
Tonight was Xie Qilin and Nuannuan's grand wedding night.
Oh, right, the Eight-foot Bride's name is Nuannuan.
