The crowd suddenly burst into a commotion, discussing fervently.
"No way!"
"Impossible!"
"Isn't Prince Wu supposed to marry the Third Miss Xia?"
"How could it be the eldest Miss of the Zhu Family?"
"That's right, could the rumors that have been spreading for so long be false?"
"Impossible, wasn't this news spread by the Third Miss Xia herself?"
"Exactly, it's said that Princess Consort Zhe and the Third Miss Xia have always been close!"
"But there was never any mention of any connection with Miss Zhu, how could things change so suddenly!"
"Indeed, how could things change just like that!"
The crowd found it hard to believe their own eyes.
Yet Prince Wu's wedding procession had already arrived.
The grand wedding sedan draped in red phoenix silk had also been carried to the entrance of Zhu Mansion.
Servant boys in red attire appeared from Zhu Mansion, lighting strings of red firecrackers to welcome the future son-in-law.
