The wedding procession departed from the West Street Benevolent Heart Medical Hall, and the Pei Mansion was equally bustling.
Lights and decorations were everywhere in the mansion, and happiness symbols adorned every space.
Previously, the courtyard had always seemed deserted, not a single flower blooming in the flower garden. But now, as someone was about to wed, it livened up considerably, not to mention the yard full of hibiscuses, let alone the increase in fanciful decorations, which even made the Imperial Guards from the Palace Front Office gossip among themselves in secret, "Who would have thought the Lord was so stern and disciplined in the Palace Marshal's Mansion, yet at home he loves flowers and exotic decorations—it really is true that you can't judge a book by its cover."
Qingfeng, who was attaching a red flower to his chest: "..."
Pei Yunmeng's wedding was plenty lively.
