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Zhou Shuren drank a bit too much, and no one had forced him, it was just that there were too many toasting him; Zhou Shuren felt a bit woozy, "Ah, together."
Zhulan pulled over a pillow and, leaning on it, fell asleep in no time. Zhou Shuren had just changed his clothes and chuckled softly, clearly exhausted.
The next morning, Zhulan recovered her energy; it was the day for the new bride's first greeting ceremony after entering the family.
Zhou Shuren looked at Zhulan with eyes full of gossip, "You're not just eager to meet the new bride, you're eager to watch the excitement, aren't you?"
Zhulan curved the corners of her mouth, "Yeah."
Imperial sister and scholar, alive, a live version, just the thought was thrilling. Chang Zhi would definitely be put in place, definitely.
Zhou Shuren coughed, "Let's go."
Zhulan pouted, if you don't want to watch the excitement, don't walk so fast. You obviously do want to see the hubbub.
