This night was doomed to be sleepless.
The next day.
Lu Weixi's sleep had been light, and by eight in the morning, when there was the sound of a car below, she was already awake.
Not only had she woken up, but her eyelids were constantly twitching.
The wedding ceremony, according to ancient customs, was actually called the dusk ceremony, held at dusk, and after that, the couple could be sent into the wedding chamber. However, holding a wedding at night now had its advantage. Qin Zhizha wanted to make this wedding exceptionally grand, even grander than the previous engagement, inviting more artists and social elites. There were even reporters covering the event live, in short, the grander, the better.
