The ninth Prince's residence, side door.
The sedan was parked at the side door, waiting for the ninth Prince to welcome them.
Marrying a concubine was an extremely simple matter. There was no need for any wedding arrangements. Even the bride did not need to dress up too much. A small sedan chair would be enough to carry her in from the side door.
Not long after, the ninth Prince, who had heard the news, rushed over. It was obvious that he did not look too good.
No one would be happy if the crown of the Royal Hunt flew away.
More importantly, one of his most favored aides, Yuan lie, had just resigned from his post and returned to his master, Tian Yusheng, with heavy injuries.
He tried his best to make her stay, but she insisted on leaving.
