Early in the morning, the loyal Duke's residence received an imperial edict brought by Xu. Out of consideration for the deep feelings between Pei Zhirui and Gu Yanran, it was specially permitted for them to marry today.
After hearing the edict, Gu Siyuan, filled with rage, spat out a single sentence, "What a disgrace! You've brought shame upon the Gu family!"
Weak and timid, Li Ruofeng mourned the loss of her daughter, holding the stunned Gu Yanran as she wept inconsolably. Onlookers felt their hearts breaking at the sight.
Gu Yanran stood there, her heart ashen and devoid of strength, tears streaming down her face without end. She was consumed by bitterness and hatred; all her painstaking efforts over the past years had turned to dust in an instant.
She loathed Gu Qingning even more than her own fate. Now, who in the capital did not know that the daughter of the Gu Minister was eagerly climbing into the bed of the Second Prince, Pei Zhirui? Her reputation lay in tatters, and she had endured endless humiliation.
The tide of hatred surged within Gu Yanran, her eyes filled with resentment. She despised herself for being born into such a family, for having such a useless mother, and for having a brother who drained their resources.
"My poor daughter!" Li Ruofeng cried out in despair. "Stop crying!" Gu Yanran shouted back fiercely, her voice brimming with anger and hopelessness.
Her hatred burned like a raging flame, consuming her reason. She was filled with dissatisfaction and fury towards this world; she hated everything.
Gu Yanran was destined to become an empress—how could she be burdened with a foolish mother and an ineffectual brother? Such flaws only brought her shame and birthed a dirty, vicious thought within her mind: she wanted to destroy it all!
Under her daughter's fierce reprimand, Li Ruofeng timidly withdrew her hand and retreated quietly, stealing a tearful glance at Gu Yanran.
In this household, if there was anyone Li Ruofeng feared most, it was undoubtedly Gu Yanran—she surpassed even the old matriarch in terms of intimidation.
Having lived most of her life, Li Ruofeng had pinned all hopes for happiness in her remaining years on her daughter after learning that her son’s chances of survival were bleak. Now, however, her daughter was about to be silently carried into the Second Prince's residence tonight as a royal concubine. How could any mother accept such a fate?
As a woman accustomed to enduring pressure from both her daughter and the old matriarch, she had no opinions of her own. Upon hearing this news, it felt as though the sky was collapsing around her.
When she learned that Pei Zhiqing had come to propose marriage formally, Gu Qingning was momentarily taken aback and found herself at a loss for words.
"Miss! The Ninth Prince has arrived!"
Seeing Gu Qingning standing there in a daze, Bai Zhi couldn't help but speak up.
"Miss, you should go take a look in the courtyard," said Lu Yan, rushing in.
Prompted by the two maidservants, Gu Qingning finally got up and headed towards the front courtyard.
What she saw left her speechless; the once-empty courtyard was now filled with boxes of all sizes, piled high and densely packed, making it difficult to find a place to step.
"Miss, there are a total of eighty-two sets," the butler reported respectfully after taking a count of the wedding gifts.
Staring at the overwhelming number of gifts that filled the courtyard, Bai Zhi and Lu Yan widened their eyes in disbelief, frozen in place.
Gu Qingning glanced at the boxes crowding the yard before turning her gaze to the man in the wheelchair. "Didn’t the Internal Affairs Office already deliver these? What are these for?"
"The Internal Affairs Office sent over the royal betrothal gifts to the Zhongyuan Marquisate some time ago after the date was set by the Astronomical Bureau," came the reply.
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