Su Hanxuan saw the long line of betrothal gifts behind his son-in-law. How did he prepare so many betrothal gifts in such a short time?
"Father-in-law, please accept my bow."
Xiao Zeyu lifted his robe and knelt on the ground to salute Su Hanxuan. Su Hanxuan quickly supported him with both hands.
"Yu'er, quickly get up and follow me into the residence."
Yang Ruxue held her daughter's hand and asked, "Qing `er, why are you in such a hurry?"
Didn't they agree to get married next year? When her daughter returned and told her that she would be getting married in eight days, Yang Ruxue couldn't help but wonder if her daughter and Xiao Zeyu were secretly married and had no choice but to get formally married.
"Martial Uncle Shuisheng said that the 29th is a good day. If you miss it, you'll have to wait three years."
Su Qing didn't expect her mother to think she and Xiao Zeyu were already husband and wife. She repeated Zhou Bo's words.
