"Luo Linfei has been imprisoned, but it can be confirmed that she will be the bride the day after tomorrow." Ye Zi'an snorted coldly, "This Prefect is really delusional. His youngest son has already been married, yet he's divorcing his wife to marry again. Truly bold."
"..." This is madness, managing to do such heartless things. "Isn't he afraid that his in-laws will cause a ruckus?"
"Business cannot compete with government; the Lan family's in-laws are merchants."
Ye Zi'an thought to himself, marrying is fine, when guests gather the day after tomorrow, including local officials, there's no fear of anyone getting wind and fleeing early, then they can capture them all in one fell swoop.
Yang Chuxia understood that no matter how rich the merchants were, they couldn't compare with a noble daughter like the Luo Family's.
The Zhejiang Prefecture City was particularly lively that day.
The bridal procession went around the prefecture city twice with booming gongs and drums.
