Chapter 10: The Wedding Procession

In her past life, Lin Qingyu pretended to be bedridden to keep Qi Yunyan from coming to fetch her bride, forcing him to stay by her side. This led to no groom appearing to take her, causing her to be mocked by everyone. Even at the wedding ceremony, Qi Yunyan did not show up. Instead, he took a large rooster as the groom and performed the ritual with her. She would never forget the humiliation he brought upon her.

Reborn, this time she let Shen Mengli experience the shame and embarrassment she once endured. She wanted to see how Shen Mengli would handle the difficulties imposed by the prince’s mansion and whether she could maintain her dignity.

“This can’t be true. The royal family is the most meticulous about rules. I believe Prince Duan and Princess Duan are very proper people. Such a significant event as a wedding, they would never allow the heir to act recklessly,” someone said.

“Mother, you don’t understand. With the heir’s reckless personality, if he doesn’t want something, who dares force him? Even Prince Duan and his wife would be powerless. Besides, the concubine is cunning and has countless schemes. The heir dotes on her so much; how could he not be bewitched?” Liu nodded. “Hearing it that way, you have a point. Then today, that shameless girl Shen Mengli will be utterly humiliated by the prince’s mansion. Let’s see how she can still act so proud and aloof afterward.”

“Mother, let’s go to my legitimate sister’s place now and watch the show,” Shen Mengqing said with malicious delight.

Fifteen minutes later, the two arrived at Shen Mengli’s courtyard. Shen Mengli was already dressed and made up, wearing a red wedding gown embroidered with golden threads and adorned with lustrous pearls. On her head sat a phoenix crown studded with jade and pearls, radiating brilliance.

Shen Mengqing glanced at the gate and sneered, “Sister, the auspicious hour is nearly here, but where is the groom? Could it be he’s not coming?”

“You’re speaking on such a good day; better keep quiet if you have nothing nice to say,” Shen Mengli shot her a glance.

In her previous life within the Zhuo family, Shen Mengli had heard about Shen Mengqing being carried alone in a bridal sedan to the prince’s mansion. She knew Shen Mengqing was here to watch her humiliation. She wasn’t concerned whether Qi Yunyan came to fetch her or not. After all, she wasn’t marrying into the prince’s mansion for his sake. Whether he loved her or not was of no consequence, so she remained unhurt.

At that moment, the sound of firecrackers echoed outside. A lively group of people clustered together, chatting excitedly as they entered the house.

“The groom has come to fetch the bride!” a servant shouted joyfully.

Qi Yunyan appeared, dressed in red wedding attire, surrounded by a crowd as he entered the room.

“Qi Yunyan, how come you’re here?” Shen Mengqing, seeing the unexpected figure before her, gasped in shock.

In the previous life, Qi Yunyan never came to fetch the bride. Why was it different this time?

“I am the heir getting married today. If I don’t come, who else should?” Qi Yunyan said bluntly.

He secretly appraised his poised bride. She looked dignified and elegant, the kind of daughter-in-law his mother had always favored. Could it be that she relied solely on her looks to captivate his mother?

He recalled the night before the wedding when his mother had summoned him to her room and scolded him, emphasizing how much she valued his future wife and urging him to show her respect.

Originally, Qingyu had been ill and clung to him, trying to keep him away. It was only after his mother reprimanded her that he managed to slip away from the mansion and come to fetch his bride.