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Chapter 1677 They Started Arguing
"Brother, I am so unwilling."
Watching the long loads of gifts being carried past, one by one, the red of the gifts stung Lu Zhaoyue's eyes.
Lu Zhaoyue murmured something, but Lu Anrong either didn't hear it or didn't pay attention and didn't respond.
Which member of the Lu family is content now?
If it were anyone else who was marrying into the Prince of Jin's mansion today, they probably wouldn't be moved at all; at most, they would just feel a little envious.
But this is Lu Zhaoling.
She was Lu Zhaoling, who had been suppressed and bullied by them for the past ten years or so, and who was no match for them at all.
This made it really hard for them to feel at peace.
Lu Zhaohua was also watching from the side, but her mind was still on Lu Anrong talking about Lu Anfan, after all, Lu Anfan was her younger brother.
But Lu Zhaohua doesn't know whether Lu Anfan will still acknowledge her as his older sister.
When he left, neither she nor his aunt took him seriously. He must have been heartbroken by then.
However, my aunt kept saying that An Fan was a heartless ingrate.
Even if they said a few words to him, so what? The situation was so bad back then, they were living such a miserable life, and they had suffered such a huge blow to their hearts. They hadn't recovered yet, so who could care about a boy like him?
He should have been the one to support his family, but he said he was heartbroken over a trivial matter and left the capital. There has been no news of him since. He is truly heartless.
The surrounding area was filled with laughter and cheerful chatter.
The Lu family members eventually couldn't resist and frantically grabbed the lucky money.
As Lu Anrong picked up a few coins from the ground, someone stepped on the back of his hand, making him wince in pain and feel even worse.
After collecting some lucky money, Old Man Lu withdrew from the crowd, rubbing his lower back where he had been accidentally bumped earlier, feeling even more annoyed.
He said, "Let's go, let's go to Huaiyuan now. I want to see if those people at Huaiyuan can kick us out just because we can't drink at the Wangfu's wedding banquet."
In short, Old Man Lu felt uneasy if he didn't attend the wedding banquet today.
Moreover, he had been waiting for Lu Zhaoling to face a certain tribulation.
The powerful being had told him that they had stolen the fortune and destiny of that father and son, and that they would live a very good life, with wealth, honor, longevity, and many descendants.
As long as Lu Zhaoling dies in accordance with this calamity, it will be the time when the Lu family's greatest fortune arrives. However, this calamity can only come in accordance with Heaven's will; they cannot and are unable to interfere.
But now the situation has clearly changed dramatically. Not only has Lu Zhaoling not faced her tribulation yet, but she seems to be getting better and better!
Once she becomes the Princess Consort of Jin, she will receive even more blessings from the nation's fortunes. What about them then?
Is it because Lu Ming didn't die? Did he do something again?
If that's the case, they'll have to go back to their hometown village, dig up their ancestral graves, retrieve those items from the graves, and then figure out a solution.
But they can't leave the capital now and can't go back to their hometown. Old Man Lu felt helpless about this and hated Lu Zhaoling very much.
Zhou Shi reviewed the riders on fine horses, followed by a very grand wedding sedan chair.
As he got closer and closer to Huaiyuan Garden, he could hardly contain his excitement.
The crown prince glanced at him from the side, wanting to say something, but his voice was drowned out by the music and cheers of the people around him as soon as he called out "Imperial Uncle".
Zhou Shiyue heard this and turned to look at him questioningly. The Crown Prince thought for a moment, but shook his head and didn't say anything more.
He actually wanted to ask his uncle what his feelings were at that moment.
Even though he could easily figure it out, the Crown Prince really wanted to hear his uncle describe it to him personally.
It should be happiness and contentment.
The prince imagined himself in that situation, and an indescribable sense of happiness welled up inside him like water, instantly enveloping his heart and making him feel as if his entire heart was immersed in sweet water.
He immediately pulled himself out of his reverie, gripped the reins tightly, and dared not let himself immerse himself in such fantasies.
Looking at his uncle's tall and imposing figure ahead, the Crown Prince smiled slightly.
He hoped that his uncle would be well and happy.
Just like many years ago when he was still a young prince, the emperor uncle, wearing a black cloak, strode quickly from the palace, bringing with him the wind and frost, and pulled him up from his kneeling position at the entrance of the snow-covered Buddhist temple.
He had been kneeling in the snow for two hours, and his legs were almost numb.
That time, he was framed by the second prince, and his father severely reprimanded him. He told him that if he could persuade the empress to come out and attend the ceremony the next day, he would be spared.
He didn't necessarily want to escape punishment; he just wanted to take that opportunity to see his mother and beg her to come out. Even if he could spend a day or two with her, he would be content.
However, he knelt at the entrance of the Buddhist temple for two hours, during which heavy snow fell. Even Granny Huan came out to see him, but the Empress Dowager did not appear.
The crown prince was so cold that he was somewhat delirious. He had been thinking of kneeling down again, hoping that if he could kneel all night, his mother would soften her heart.
Just then, his uncle arrived and pulled him up. Because his legs were a little numb and he couldn't stand, he leaned on his uncle's shoulder, his tears soaking his uncle's cloak.
The royal uncle said to him, "Aze, I hope you are happy. If happiness is not easy, then be at peace. It is okay to have some happiness in peace. If your mother cannot give you that, then I will protect you from now on. If anything happens, come to me."
The imperial uncle had him sent back to the Eastern Palace, and then went to see his father. He heard that he had argued with his father, which made his father furious, but the punishment for him was waived.
Zhou Shiyue passed by that street corner.
He subconsciously looked up at the roof.
The roof ornaments are no longer there.
He rode past, a smile playing on his lips again.
He felt a sense of relief, as if all obstacles had been cleared away. At that moment, he believed he would be able to successfully complete the wedding ceremony today.
In the locust garden, Lu Zhaoling was already prepared, and everyone surrounded her.
"Sister Zhaoling, is it time to cover the bridal veil now?" Lin Yanran asked from the side.
Ma Xiaoliu rushed in and called out happily at the door, "Miss, I can hear the sound of gongs and drums!"
After saying that, he immediately turned back and ran out, his steps as fast as if he had slipped.
He would have to go out and keep watch again. When the Prince of Jin's men came knocking on the door, he, as the one who opened the door, would have to collect a share of the money. Just thinking about it made him feel wonderful.
Lu Zhaoling couldn't help but laugh at his excited expression.
Lü Song also came over.
"Senior Sister," Lu Song said, touching her nose sheepishly, "Senior Brother and Junior Brother got into a fight."