Chapter 933: Chapter 932: Encountering Wu Family Members Again
Because there were many attendees, the Tenth Prince’s Mansion set up several corner gates to welcome guests. To avoid any collision, male and female guests were separated, but this main path required everyone to walk together before heading to the individual corner gates.
“Not only is traffic jammed, but it’s also full of people.” Wufu trailed half a step behind Ah Jiu, speaking in a low voice. The crowd was almost as packed as water in a sealed container.
This kind of scene is usually only seen at festival sites, but now it’s happening at a banquet in the Tenth Prince’s Mansion. Those unaware might think the Tenth Prince is choosing a bride with such a lively atmosphere.
However, when the Tenth Prince actually seeks a bride, perhaps there will be even more people, and even the Emperor might attend?
“The Tenth Prince hasn’t taken a wife yet?” Wufu asked curiously. Weren’t people in ancient times supposed to marry early? Yet, the person beside her wasn’t married either.
Before Ah Jiu could speak, a loud shout came from behind: “Make way, make way.”
Wufu quickly held onto Ah Jiu’s hand and stood to the side. As she turned around, she saw several carriages approaching. She glanced at the emblem on the foremost carriage and raised an eyebrow.
As expected, is it the Fan Family again?
While others walked, the Fan Family traveled by carriage, even though it was already crowded. Yet, they insisted on making way with their carriage, truly imposing.
Wufu glanced at the people around, seeing some were envious and others resentful. She couldn’t help but sneer, “It seems the Fan Family has gathered quite a bit of animosity.”
“It’s rumored that the Fan Family’s Lady of Good Sounds is the predetermined Tenth Prince’s Wife,” Ah Jiu said softly.
Wufu replied, “Oh, keeping it within the family? Cousins end up in bed together?”
Ah Jiu glared at her, showing no restraint in her words.
Wufu giggled ingratiatingly.
Out of the corner of her eye, she seemed to spot someone familiar. She pretended to glance casually, her gaze flickering.
The little girl, dressed in all her finery and bearing some resemblance to her, was none other than her so-called ‘sister,’ Wu Yining?
She hadn’t yet reached the age of marriage, but she had already styled her hair in a small bun, adorned with several ruby pendants. She didn’t seem to mind their weight, apparently taking this Picking Spring Festival very seriously.
Recalling the Eldest Princess’s intention in organizing this festival, a disguised matchmaking festival, it seems the madams attending likely took the opportunity to find suitable matches for their age-appropriate children, right?
Standing beside her was a woman, and Wufu was stunned again. It was the face of the woman she had just glimpsed in the carriage. Surrounded by maids and older women, her demeanor was entirely that of a Madam.
Could this be Wu Lihong’s wife, Madam Wang?
Wufu quickly assessed her, seeing she appeared in her thirties, with a thick layer of powder, somewhat high cheekbones, slightly thin lips, her hair all combed up with a relatively receding hairline, and adorned with pearls and jade.
In all objectivity, this lady, apart from her opulent appearance, didn’t match Madam Zhou’s gentle and agreeable disposition.
But just from her face, she seemed like someone not easy to contend with. If Madam Zhou were to confront her, she wouldn’t stand a chance.
Wufu lowered her head, concealing a hint of restlessness in her eyes.
Noticing her shift in mood, Ah Jiu paused and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“People from the Wu Family.”
Ah Jiu listened and glanced over nonchalantly, diverting his gaze after just one look, saying, “Don’t overthink it.”
“Hmm.”
The Fan Family’s carriages all passed through, and the crowd continued to move forward. When Wufu raised her head again, she wore the look of a clever and lively servant following her master out.