Song Ci, mindful of his eldest grandson's marriage, fulfilled the promise made on the Mid-Autumn Night. While the weather was still mild, he sent invitations to Princess Anping and several Madams.
Duke Dingguo Mansion.
Madam Guan received the invitation, opened and read it repeatedly, feeling a bit hesitant. Duke Dingguo, seeing her expression, couldn't help but be curious.
"What is it? Is there something amiss with the invitation?"
Madam Guan laughed, "You jest. Although the Song Minister's Mansion rose only two or three decades ago, that Madam from the Marquis Mansion has been managing the household with marquis rules since she entered the door. Over the years, with such immersion, the Song Family's rules and etiquette are all well-established. How could there be a mistake on an invitation?"
Duke Dingguo took the invitation she handed over, flipped through it casually, and said, "If that's the case, why the uncertainty in your expression?"
