Chapter 320 - Commotion during Mo Xuemin’s Marriage Night (2/2)
The music resumed and the bridesmaids sang loudly. The couples paid their respects to the heavens, their parents and each other subsequently. Even though the process was long, it made Mo Xuemin restore her composure. At least Duke Zhenguo’s manor still respected her as the long procedure represented a long and prosperous marriage, giving her the respect required as the wife.
After the procedures, Mo Xuetong was sent into the marriage room. Mo Xuemin was placed on the large bed. To maintain her image, she maintained her back upright as it was necessary for a wife to do so while waiting for her husband. While Auntie Fang never taught her how to be a real wife, Auntie Fang kept repeating these procedures out of envy, and Mo Xuemin remembered all of them.
It should be time to lift up my veil now! Thinking about Sima Lingyun’s handsome face, Mo Xuemin was a bit antic.i.p.ated. As long as Sima Lingyun treated her as usual, she would live well with Sima Lingyun, making Duke Zhenguo’s manor thrive.
Her face blushed slightly.
But after a long, long time, no one came to lift up her veil, and no one came to disturb her either. It seemed as if everyone was just here to see the procedures. She sat upright until her legs and back were sore and stiff, and even her nerves seemed to slow down. The room was silent and she did not know if anyone was around.
Not only did Sima Lingyun not appear, but also not even a single servant was heard as well. This time, two new servants that Mo Huawen found, Qing Xiang and Qiu Qiao, came with her. Ever since entering her marriage room, she did not hear the voice of these two servants.
Suddenly, she heard the door outside open and then quickly, footsteps were heard. Remaining composed, she took the effort to eavesdrop. Under the heavy veil, she could not hear clearly.
“How? His Excellency went away without even taking off the veil! Should we tell First Miss?” Qing Xiang lowered her voice and asked hurriedly.
“Don’t, First Miss’ red veil hasn’t been lifted yet. If we go over now, others will gossip about her.” Qiu Qiao lowered her voice as well.
“We cannot let them bully First Miss like this. Today is the day of First Miss’ marriage and that one chose to create drama now! They must be doing it intentionally. His excellency is also horrible to have run over there without even looking at his proper wife, First Miss.” Qing Xiang was complaining in her favor. She was being a little too loud, and Qiu Qiao quickly shushed her.
It was suddenly quiet outside.
“Who did Sima Lingyun went to see to not even remove my veil?” Subconsciously, Mo Xuemin believed that it was a woman. Anger shot up in her heart as she thought that her husband chose to leave her here alone for some random b.i.t.c.h.
With a cracking noise, the door opened and someone came in.
“Miss, would you like to rest for a while? His excellency is busy and may not come over tonight.” Qing Xiang spoke timidly. Ever since the servant came to her side, she had always been so timid, making Mo Xuemin uncomfortable. She believed that others would think her as someone easy to be bullied when they saw her servant as such.
She tore her red veil away, exposing her expressionless face, which was covered in heavy makeup. Coldly, she asked, “Which b.i.t.c.h is Sima Lingyun seeing?”
“Miss, His Excellency, didn’t…” Qing Xiang was frightened and stared at her face in shock, unable to speak a single word. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
“I want to hear the truth. If you are not honest, you’ll see how I deal with you.” Mo Xuemin’s cruel expression stifled any word out of Qing Xiang’s mouth.
Seeing Mo Xuemin’s black face, Qiu Qiao dared not conceal the matter anymore. “Miss, His Excellency went to Concubine Yun’s place. I heard they were childhood lovers and she had been staying here for a long time.”
“Staying here for a long time?” Mo Xuemin could not remember such a person as Sima Lingyun did not have any concubine before to maintain a good reputation, much less a concubine Yun as a childhood lover. Since she was locked up for this period of time, she did not know that Sima Lingyun had married Yun Yiqiu long ago.
“Her surname is Yun and is his childhood lover.” Mo Xuemin suddenly remembered something and raised her head to ask, “Is that b.i.t.c.h Yun Yiqiu?” How dared such a little b.i.t.c.h dare to not respect her during her marriage, luring Sima Lingyun away instead? If she did nothing, how would anyone else respect her as the proper wife!
That little b.i.t.c.h did it purposely!
“I heard that’s so. Before, when she was still just His Excellency’s cousin, she lived here since she was young. She knew how to suck up to Madame.” Seeing that Mo Xuemin’s face darkened, Qiu Qiao hurriedly spoke. “Miss, don’t be angry. You must be hungry now after all these procedures. Let’s eat first. After the meal, I shall bring you to find His Excellency.”
After saying that, she opened the food basket in her hand.
The dishes inside were extremely simple, with a plate of tofu burned with bamboo shoots, a plate of steamed dried tofu, a plate of braised tofu, and a bowl of tofu soup. One could not even find a tinge of oil on the surface of the soup.
“Those are the dishes for me?” Seeing that the dishes for the bride were so simple, Mo Xuemin’s face turned pitch black with anger. Snorting, she wrapped her fingers around the ta.s.sels on her red veil, pulling out them one by one to suppress the rage in her heart. As the bride, she ate worse than a prisoner! Even while she was locked up by her father, she still had meat and vegetables for every meal!
Furthermore, for her own wedding banquet, what did they mean to give her such a plain meal!
Her rage increased to a point where she could not suppress even when she pulled the ta.s.sels off.
“Go, throw the food away, and bring me to His Excellency!” She suddenly stood up, dropped the red veil, and pulled the red wedding curtains off, storming out.
“Is this a marriage or a funeral? Why am I eating a tofu meal…?”
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