Chapter 1270: Wedding Day Is Approaching
Mo Lian’s phoenix eyes curved as he chuckled, “Fifteen days left!”
Even though Qiao Mu rolled her eyes at him, her mouth involuntarily curled upwards.
Qiao Lin was merrily laughing up her sleeve on the side when she heard this.
However, Pu Ruolan inquired puzzledly, “What does the crown prince mean?”
Pu Ruolan immediately understood when Qiao Lin whispered “wedding day” into her ear, and she nodded with a smile.
“Brother-in-Law! You have to prepare a big, big red envelope for me!” Qiao Lin yelled in the direction of the swing from where she was sitting at the stone table.
Mo Lian looked over at her and nodded straight away with a smile. “Okay.”
“Seventh Master Mu has come!”
Qiao Mu could hear the excited cheers coming from the forecourt even while sitting in the rear court, and her gaze subsequently turned cold.
“What is it, Darling.” Mo Lian was startled. His wifey had been in an extremely good mood, yet her expression was now clouded over in a drastic change.
But speaking of which, that Seventh Master from the Mu Clan of the Divine Province was quite odd.
He came over the day of Qiaoqiao’s coming-of-age hairpin ceremony, and now he was also here for Second Uncle Qiao’s wedding. It felt like he was being overly familiar with the Qiao Family.
At this time, several excited shouts were coming from the forecourt. Everyone stood up to cup their fists in greeting toward Mu Jingrui, who was striding in from the main entrance.
On the other hand, the white-haired elder, whose expression was tinged with scorn, was haughtily carrying a large brocade box as he followed behind Mu Jingrui.
In his eyes, this bunch of brats from the Lower Star Domain were indeed as weak as ants.
Mu Jingrui had presented an extravagant gift on this occasion—snowcap lingzhi[1].
When he presented this lingzhi, everyone goggled at it, green with envy.
The physicians and pill alchemists among the guests, especially, wished for nothing more than to spring over like a tiger and examine it carefully.
Qiao Zhongbang’s smile also stiffened.
Although the groom, Qiao Zhongxing, did not understand the situation, he still went up and cupped his fists toward Mu Jingrui neither obsequiously nor superciliously in thanks.
It was quite strange, he simply did not have any dealings with this Seventh Master Mu from the Divine Province.
Why would this person give him a wedding gift without rhyme or reason?
“Congrats, Congratulations.” Mu Jingrui exchanged pleasantries with a smile.
A minor commotion suddenly came from the back of the crowd, which naturally parted to the sides like the tide.
The young crown prince consort and Crown Prince Mo came over while hand in hand. Her petite face remained stoic as her gaze stabbed at Mu Jingrui and the white-haired elder like a knife.
“What did you come for.” Just as Qiao Mu was about to step forward, her mother Wei Ziqin swiftly strode forward to grab her hand.
“Qiaoqiao.” Wei Ziqin quickly shook her head at her.
At this, Qiao Mu merely glared coldly at Mu Jingrui in warning.
Mu Jingrui practically comprehended the little fellow’s meaning right away: ‘Don’t speak carelessly!’
This was to warn him not to divulge her identity as a daughter of the Divine Province’s Mu Clan in front of so many people, correct?
How much did she dislike the Mu Clan to not wish for any association with them!
Mu Jingrui lamented with a sigh in this heart. However, when he subconsciously swept a glance over Crown Prince Mo, his brows creased.
This crown prince’s aura was seemingly amiss.
Crown Prince Mo was also sizing up Mu Jingrui at the same time that Mu Jingrui was doing the same to him. Suspicion flitted across his mind.
“Hahahaha, today is Second Uncle’s wedding. I am not late, right?”
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[1] Lingzhi is a type of fungus used in medicine.