As the sun set, guests began to trickle into the Prince Zhao Mansion.
Chen Wangbei led the wedding procession to the Han Family's residence to pick up the bride.
Gao Shan stood at the entrance to welcome the guests. Chest after chest of congratulatory gifts were sent to the back courtyard of the Prince Mansion.
Hua Manman stared blankly at the mountain of gifts piling up in the courtyard.
Li Ji looked into her eyes and clearly heard her thoughts—
'If the Prince Mansion ever becomes so poor that we can't get by, we can just have Prince Zhao marry a few more concubines. With the gift money, we could go back to living the good life with plenty to eat and drink!'
Li Ji: "..."
'Has the blind massage parlor stopped being enough for her? How dare she try to use me to make money!'
Hua Manman turned her head, and seeing that Prince Zhao was still there, she couldn't help but ask.
"Prince, why haven't you gone to the front courtyard yet? All the guests are waiting for you."
