Cheng Lanlan had always listened to Cheng Guzhi since she was young, and trusted him deeply. Hearing him speak thus, her heart instantly steadied.
Gazing at Cheng Guzhi, she whispered, "Second Brother, considering all the problems in the world this year, do you think the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess Consort might postpone their wedding?"
Cheng Guzhi pondered for a moment. Currently, Hua Yan was in the Northern Region, and there were precisely three months left until her wedding with the Crown Prince. It was hard to say whether she could clean up the Northern Region's officialdom within those three months. He shook his head. "I don't know either."
Cheng Lanlan rested her chin on her hands. "I do hope their wedding goes smoothly."
"Hmm?" Cheng Guzhi looked at her.
