The Great Princess Li Yuwen, through the red bridal veil, saw the hand as thin as dry bamboo, but instead of reaching out to support, she lifted her skirt herself and walked out of the sedan chair.
The two maids hired by Pei Shenyan, not knowing it was a fake wedding, were dumbfounded.
Why doesn't the bride take the groom's hand? Did she not see it?
Pei Shenyan smiled generously, "Cui Xi, Aunt Zhou, help the young mistress into the house."
The girl and the woman, one on each side, supported Li Yuwen and walked into the courtyard.
The two wedding maids exchanged puzzled glances and followed them inside.
Li Xingmao, who came along to send off the bride, threw the horse's reins to the young servant Pei Fusheng.
The old servant Pei Ji invited him into the house, "Brother-in-law, please."
Li Xingmao returned the salute, "Uncle Pei, please."
