On the day of Prince Wu's wedding.
The Capital City was bustling with excitement.
The small house where Xia Ruyi lived once again became a resting place for Old Master Xia and Lady Yao.
Early in the morning.
Old Master Xia, with a grin that couldn't be contained, was welcoming guests in the front courtyard.
The saying goes that fortunes change, and this year it's my family's turn.
Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west.
Over the years, he had advanced and retreated in the officialdom, yet by the age of over fifty, he was still a County Magistrate.
His official career had reached a standstill, and his life's achievements were basically a failure.
Who would have thought that he had three good daughters.
Two legitimate daughters—one is the Empress in the palace, and the other is about to become the Princess Consort of Prince Wu.
Even a minor concubine's daughter, Xia Caiying, is now the Young Lady of the Minister's Mansion.
