The sunset descended bit by bit, and finally, as the last ray of sunlight withdrew from the horizon, the wedding procession returned to the Duke Mansion.
The place was festively decorated, with the sound of drums and gongs echoing around. The mansion was already filled with guests.
Shang Ruyi stepped down from the bridal sedan chair. As she looked up at this bustling mansion, her expression became momentarily dazed.
This place is the Duke Mansion.
It is also her home for the rest of her life.
Suddenly, before her, the bright lights blurred momentarily, and through the half-translucent fan in her hand, everything turned vague. She seemed to see the brilliance of this mansion transform into a dragon, soaring skyward!
At that moment, another wave of lively drumbeats sounded, pulling her senses back to reality.
It was time to enter the mansion.
By her side, Yu Wenye had already lifted his head and stepped inside, and Shang Ruyi followed him into the Duke Mansion.
