White Fence Dream

Chapter 297 Epilogue
Mrs. Dongyang Hou received the news at the banquet.

At that time, the maid whispered something in her ear, and Mrs. Dongyang Hou, who was originally smiling, looked a little shocked.

"Seriously?" she asked.

Some of the already sharp-eyed ladies at the table couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

After hearing the inquiry and seeing the burning gazes around her, the shock on Mrs. Dongyang Hou's face disappeared, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"It's news about Jingyun," she said. "He's coming back."

When they heard the name, their scorching gazes became even more intense, and many women in the seats nearby also looked over.

"The prince didn't become a monk?" another woman blurted out.

After she finished speaking, she was pushed and reminded by the person next to her, and she quickly covered her mouth.

Five years ago, the emperor passed the throne to the King of Chu. After the new emperor ascended the throne, Zhou Jingyun applied to be sent to other places and continued to serve as an imperial supervisor. However, there was news that Zhou Jingyun had resigned and had not returned to Beijing. Some said that he was traveling everywhere, and some even said that he had become a monk.

Speaking of Zhou Jingyun, the son of Dongyang Marquis, he can be considered a person who has experienced three dynasties. Although his official career had some twists and turns, he was eventually favored by the emperor and had a smooth career. Unfortunately, his marriage was bumpy and he never remarried after his wife's death. More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye. Could it be that he simply jumped out of the world and became a monk?

The woman was not the only one who thought this way. Although the others did not say anything, their eyes were full of speculation.

"Are you leaving again this time?" a lady asked politely, "Yu Niang, you can't really let him do whatever he wants."

Another lady squeezed in.

"Madam, my sister-in-law has just returned as a widow."

As soon as these words came out, people around laughed and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Your aunt hasn't finished mourning yet." "I have a aunt who hasn't married yet."

The wife of the Marquis of Dongyang was not annoyed by what everyone said, she even often joked about her son.

"Don't worry," she said, standing up and smiling, "You can continue to enjoy your feast while I go find out for you and tell you later."

After saying that, he left with a smile.

The people at the banquet talked about it. Since the King of Chu ascended the throne, the court affairs have been stable and the world has been peaceful. There has been no new things for a long time.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the wife of the Marquis of Dongyang really kept her word and sent them the message.

The invitations were also sent along with it.

Zhou Jingyun is getting married.

The wedding was scheduled for the third day of May, and the Dongyang Marquis's Mansion had a month to prepare.

"Everyone come and help, everyone help as much as possible."

The wife of the Marquis of Dongyang also personally went to many people's homes to invite them, determined to hold a lively wedding.

During this period, Zhou Jingyun did not return early, and the bride did not come to the capital to get married early, so the Dongyang Marquis's Mansion simply brought her back from outside the capital.

Therefore, on the third day of May, red silk flowers were placed from the city gates ten miles away early in the morning.

It attracted countless people to watch and was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

“Wouldn’t that be too extravagant?”

The Marquis of Dongyang, who had not returned from traveling until the day before the wedding, was also shocked by the grand ceremony of the wedding at home.

“Our family has always been frugal.”

The wife of the Marquis of Dongyang, dressed up, interrupted him: "So, what's wrong with being extravagant and wasting money once?"

Dongyang Hou touched his nose and said, "Not really, not really. As long as you are happy."

My wife hasn’t been very happy these years. Even though she says it’s okay when I ask her, she just suddenly gets unhappy sometimes. It’s a rare occasion for her to be happy.

"Then you are not dissatisfied with this marriage?" Dongyang Hou asked with a smile.

Zhou Jingyun's marriage was sudden. He just wrote a letter saying that he had found someone he liked and was going to get married. The letter didn't even say where the girl came from or how old she was.

Not to mention letting the wife of Marquis Dongyang take a look first. It was clear that she wanted to get married, regardless of whether her parents agreed or not.

Logically, the wife of the Marquis of Dongyang should have been furious, but she just sneered at the letter, threw it aside, and went to prepare for the wedding.

Is this satisfactory or unsatisfactory?
"My Lord, Madam is very angry." Madam Xu said with a smile, "Everyone says that our prince has become a monk. Now that he is getting married, Madam wants to make a big event so that everyone will know."

In fact, not to mention that outsiders speculated that Zhou Jingyun had become a monk, Marquis Dongyang himself thought so. Fortunately, he had neither sons nor grandsons. Marquis Dongyang had already made preparations to adopt a nephew for Zhou Jingyun, but he did not expect that Zhou Jingyun was going to get married.

That's true. Who cares who Zhou Jingyun marries? As long as she is a girl from a good family, as long as she is a woman, it's fine.

Marquis Dongyang laughed as the sun approached dusk. The sound of firecrackers outside became louder, and Zhou Jiuniang ran in holding her skirt.

"Father, mother, the bride and groom are here—" Lady Dongyang glared at her and said, "You are old enough to get married, why are you still running around?"

Zhou Jiuniang, who had already become a playful girl, stuck out her tongue and hid behind some people with the little girl.

"My Lord, Madam, please take a seat."

Someone urged.

The wife of the Marquis of Dongyang and the Marquis of Dongyang followed the instructions and sat down in the main hall. Before the newlyweds came in, Madam Xue came over and, while fixing her hair, whispered, "Even if you are angry, you are not allowed to show your displeasure to the new bride in front of so many people."

The wife of the Marquis of Dongyang glanced at her and said, "Who would I dare to show my displeasure to?"

Madam Xue glared at her and said, "Who have you treated kindly to in the past few years? Just ask who is not afraid of you when they see you, but they just don't dare to say it to your face."

Mrs. Dongyang snorted. She was about to say something when a bigger commotion broke out outside. “The bride and groom are here—”

Madam Xue hurriedly stood aside, and the wife of the Marquis of Dongyang and the Marquis of Dongyang also sat up straight and looked outside, unable to hide their anticipation in their eyes.

Zhou Jingyun hasn't been home for five years, and I don't know what he is like outside.

As the crowd laughed, Zhou Jingyun, dressed in a bright red round-necked robe, walked in. Although he was thinner, he looked even more elegant.

"Luckily, she is wearing red." Someone onlooker muttered, "If she were wearing plain clothes, she would have floated up to the sky and become an immortal immediately."

No one knew what kind of person left this immortal in the mortal world. Everyone looked over and saw the bride, led by Hong Silk, walking in from behind Zhou Jingyun. The bride's dress was a common one. She had a slender figure, and her dress fluttered as she walked. She did not wear a veil, but only held a fan in her hand to cover her face. Her phoenix crown was heavy, and the tassels were swaying beside her slender white neck.

As people walk by, they can see the high nose bridge, bright eyes, and red lips through the gaps in the fan. The brightness is visible at a glance.

What a beauty!

He is only in his early twenties.

Following the master of ceremonies' shout, the newlyweds stood in the hall, bowed to heaven and earth, and to their parents. When they bowed to their parents, the bride put down her round fan and looked up at the wife of the Marquis of Dongyang.

Their eyes met, and the wife of Marquis Dongyang seemed stunned for a moment, and the next moment she stood up suddenly.

Mrs. Xue was startled and subconsciously tried to pull her, but the wife of the Marquis of Dongyang had already rushed to the bride and reached out to hug her.

"I'm back, I'm back." She suddenly said with tears in her eyes.

This sudden change stunned everyone in the hall, especially those who were watching the fun. Was this a show of power from the mother-in-law?

"Oh, look how much the Madam likes it." Madam Xue hurried forward to pull the bride. When she saw the bride's face, she inexplicably shed tears. "I've finally been waiting for this."

The new daughter-in-law has arrived, so the son doesn't have to become a monk anymore? People around speculate what this means.

"Mother, aunt, wait until we have finished worshipping before crying." Zhou Jingyun said with a smile, "The ceremony is not over yet."

Madam Xue didn't know what was wrong with her. She wiped her tears and pulled Madam Dongyang away: "Yes, yes, it's not over yet. It's unlucky."

Upon hearing the unlucky words, Lady Dongyang immediately sat back down and urged with tears in her eyes: "Quick, quick, bow."

Zhou Jingyun took the bride to pay respects to his parents again. Just as the couple were about to bow to each other, they heard shouting from outside.

"The Emperor is coming—"

emperor?

real or fake?

The whole room was shocked for a moment.

Although there was no clearing of the streets and no officials accompanying the carriage, the carriage parked outside the Dongyang Marquis's mansion was indeed the emperor's regulated carriage.

The people who had followed in from outside the city to watch the excitement and wait for the meal (Dongyang Marquis's Mansion announced that they would set up a three-day buffet) were already kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear, nervous and excited. Who would have thought that they would come to see the wedding of the Dongyang Marquis' son and meet the emperor! It was really worth it for a lifetime.

Marquis Dongyang and his wife ran out and looked at the eunuchs in front of the carriage, feeling a little at a loss.

Although the new emperor had been on the throne for five years, because the Marquis of Dongyang was away from the court, he did not even recognize this attendant for a while.

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Marquis Dongyang stepped forward.

The eunuch's face was a little stiff. The curtain behind him opened, and a woman with a peaceful face said with a smile: "Don't panic, Marquis Dongyang, it's not His Majesty who is coming--"

Before she could finish her words, a little girl's smiling face came over to her.

"I'm here."

Seeing this girl, there was a commotion again. Some people were asking who she was, and some were explaining.

"It's Princess Yongning."

"It's the eldest princess."