The sun shone brightly, filling the garden with the vibrant colors of spring.
Within a single day, the entire Capital City knew that General Xiang's daughter had become the future Crown Princess Consort. For a while, the manor's gates were nearly knocked off their hinges by the constant stream of visitors.
Xiang Minghou disliked such formalities and simply shut his doors, refusing all visitors. The rejected dignitaries left, but they didn't take their gifts with them. By morning, a large pile of congratulatory presents had accumulated at the entrance.
Commoners passing the General's manor would stop to stare for a while, though of course, no one had the guts to take anything.
The butler looked at the pile of valuables, troubled. Xiang Minghou told him to have them thrown away.
