'Why is he here again?'
Song Lianhe had just raised her cup of wine, reluctant to put it down, when she looked up and saw a tall, dark-robed figure entering through a side door.
After all, he was the man she was marrying tomorrow. The moment she saw him, Song Lianhe's heart couldn't help but give a lurch.
According to custom, the bride and groom were not supposed to meet before the wedding. Shuang Ye was about to remind her lady to step away when, to her surprise, the man walked straight toward them.
Everyone had long since noticed Prince Qing's arrival, but they all shared an unspoken agreement to pretend they hadn't. Even the Marquis Xuan Chang, flushed from drinking, was about to raise a hand in greeting when his wife pulled him back. "Just drink your wine."
