Chapter 1545: Chapter 1525: The Grand Wedding

All right, his dating history is rich; he deserves to be despised...

Lin Jiayou sighed and then set the record straight on what was really going on. After learning the truth, he laughed with anger, finding it hard to understand people nowadays.

Wanting something unattainable, they resort to pressure? First, it was the matchmaker, then various love stories spread wildly.

If it were the daughter of a common family, she would have certainly been forced into marriage.

But He Wenyu was never really from this era. In their eyes, something like the traditional matchmaking process, three matchmakers and six engagements, even marriage can end in divorce, couples can split; nothing is impossible. So why worry about rumors?

Anyhow, it’s merely a topic for idle gossip, and for the whole city, no less.

In the modern world, to achieve such fame, at the very least, you must be a minor celebrity.

Although the way she became famous is infuriating, there’s no denying that using these methods to marry He Wenyu? That’s a dream!

"No way, so you all just let him off the hook? Shouldn’t I put some powder on him to make him impotent for life? Sullying our Xiao Yu? He’s tired of living!" Lin Jiayou rubbed his hands eagerly: "Should we sneak into the Du Residence tonight to make trouble?"

He Wenyu and Luo Qianqian exchanged a smile: "We should."

So that night, Luo Qianqian took the medicinal powder she borrowed from Mo and divided it into four parts. Three people each got a share, while one was quietly kept for future use.

Then Yan and the Huangfu Brothers each guarded one person, and they stayed with Luo Qianqian, He Wenyu, and Lin Jiayou as they went to the Du Residence.

Admittedly, there wasn’t much nighttime entertainment, and everyone went to bed early. It’s no wonder people in ancient times had good skin.

No staying up late, no radiation, and diets were extremely bland.

"This is the Rose Garden, it’s Du Yuwei’s courtyard," He Wenyu looked at the garden and said softly to Luo Qianqian.

Luo Qianqian paused, then looked at He Wenyu with a complex expression, whispering, "So... you don’t know where Du Lanming’s courtyard is?"

He Wenyu nodded awkwardly.

Yan looked up at the stars, not wanting to pay them any mind.

Lin Jiayou was angry enough to grind his teeth but couldn’t speak; afraid his voice would awaken the people inside the courtyard.

"Over there," Huangfu Yihui behind He Wenyu surveyed the surroundings, then pointed in a direction: "Typically, the legitimate eldest son’s courtyard is in that location." Even though Du Lanming wasn’t the eldest son, he was still a legitimate son, so it’s almost there.

Under Huangfu Yihui’s lead, the six of them quietly landed on the rooftop, holding their breath so their steps weren’t as loud and wouldn’t alert the people below.

But even if there were noises, the people below wouldn’t hear them.

"Crack"

"Bang"

"Second Young Master, please calm down," a girlish and tearful voice echoed, causing them all to freeze in their tracks.

Following that, they unanimously chose to crouch and pick up the roof tiles.

Before Du Lanming, all the smashable things on the shelf and table were mostly smashed, essentially shattered beyond repair.

A woman in a pink dress was kneeling before him, clearly just a little maid.

"Die Yi, what’s wrong with me? Why does Luo Shiliu not like me?" Du Lanming’s voice was full of anger.

Uh, who said that Shiliu’s surname is Luo? Well, it seems only Luo Qianqian and Luo Shiqi’s names have gotten out... so naturally, everyone thinks they’re all surnamed Luo?

The little maid hastily replied, "Young Master is very good. That woman is just ungrateful; if it were me, Die Yi, I would be moved to risk everything for Young Master."

"Die Yi, you’re the best, come on, sit over here and keep me company," Du Lanming angrily banged the table and pointed at his lap.

Once he’s a Prince Consort, he can’t take concubines. After all, it’s not the Princess marrying him, but him marrying the Princess.

Die Yi hesitated momentarily but then joyfully approached, and in almost no time, the chaotic room was filled with romance, springtime was in the air.

He Wenyu silently scattered the powder, then quietly left.

Only after leaving the Du Residence did she speak with a face full of contempt: "He’s really shameless, so indecent yet wants to be worthy of me? He truly lacks self-awareness."

"Yes, yes, Miss He, could you please rinse your eyes?" Luo Qianqian speechlessly looked at He Wenyu. Just as they started undressing below, Yan pulled her up, so she couldn’t see anything. If not for the sounds, she’d think she’d imagined it all.

"I’m going to the Eldest Princess’s Mansion, you guys head back first." Lin Jiayou calmly left, making no attempt to hide his destination.

...

The Eldest Princess’s wedding, having already gone through many, wasn’t a grand affair, just a simple ceremony, and no formalities. The city’s taverns prepared banquets for the city’s common folk.

However, the Nine Heavens Pavilion people received invitations to attend the Eldest Princess’s ceremony.

Sent by the Third Princess, no less.

"Should we go?" Luo Qianqian looked at the invitation on the table and raised an eyebrow at He Wenyu: "Actually, I’m more interested in the bridal chamber antics at night."

"Me too, I don’t want to see them exchange vows..."

Especially since this Eldest Princess seems to be Lin Jiayou’s lover, it’s even less appropriate to show up.

Lin Jiayou was exceedingly indifferent: "The night’s show is prepared."

Seeing the eyes of Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu light up, he naturally lifted his teacup: "But, it’s not suitable for kids, you can’t watch."

...Adults who are still forbidden?

Glaring mournfully at Lin Jiayou only received a definite answer, affirming their ban from attending.

"Daytime is pointless anyway, since the groom has a grudge against me. I’m afraid people might say I’m going to crash the wedding." He Wenyu rolled her eyes, pondering what might happen if she goes.

"That’s impossible! How would those gossipers get into the Princess Mansion?" Lin Jiayou laughed confidently: "However, should you go in, you’ll certainly be seen."

"Even though you can’t watch the play at night, I can let you watch. I’ll vent for you."

Lin Jiayou graciously gestured at Luo Qianqian: "By the way, isn’t your next cultivation session soon?"

"Ah, yes, time to cultivate. Let’s go, Xiao Yu, who needs a wedding?" Luo Qianqian quietly dragged her away.

During cultivation, time flies, sparing oneself from unnecessary worries.

Meanwhile, Lin Jiayou casually carried the invitation as he left: "I’m off to get revenge; I’ll bring you back a firsthand account of the scene." And with that, he slipped away before Luo Shufan.

Old Master Luo shook his head helplessly: "Grandchildren have their own blessings."

You can’t be too strict; everyone has their own lifestyle, and isn’t Lin Jiayou living well now?