Miss Truth

Ran Yan was busy with her wedding preparations. Just the wedding dress alone took her seven to eight days, and then she had to learn various wedding rituals, the big clan’s rules, and even found time to study treatment plans for respiratory diseases. Her days were filled, and before she knew it, the season of peach blossoms in March had arrived.

In comparison, Xiao Song was much more pitiable. Because of his upcoming wedding, his residence was undergoing non-stop renovations day and night, forcing the Assistant Minister to temporarily move to his elder brother’s residence, living a life of dependence. The house took over a month to renovate but needed to sit for two more months, leaving Xiao Song unable to return home. Furthermore, just after the New Year, all the documents needing review had been processed before the holiday, and compared to the busyness of the Xiao Family, Zheng Family, and Ran Yan, the Assistant Minister found himself particularly idle, so much so that he felt time dragged by slow as years, and he almost couldn’t resist the urge to scale the walls of the Zheng residence.

Finally, on March 18, the peach blossoms of Chang’an City bloomed profusely, resembling mist and rosy clouds, with occasional willows swaying in the breeze. From Pingkang Square to Anxing Square, stretches of colorful silk hung, filled with joy.

The Clan of Ran had also arrived half a month earlier.

Shortly after noon, the entrance of the Zheng residence was already surrounded by a sea of people, eagerly stretching their necks as the auspicious time for the procession approached. They were not particularly interested in Gui Jianchou’s menacing appearance; instead, they were curious about the bride, and whether this bride would end up like the previous ones, dying suddenly on the way to her new home or inside her bridal chamber, even though such thoughts were somewhat inauspicious... but curiosity was indeed overwhelming!

"Here they come! The wedding procession is coming!" Someone shouted from afar, and the crowd immediately began to stir.

As the jubilant music grew closer, the wedding procession gradually came into view, but the next moment, everyone was stunned. On a white horse at the front of the procession was a gentleman in a deep scarlet round-necked official robe, with gold and silver floral designs embroidered along the sleeves, wearing a black belt with a white jade, and a black cap, looking majestic and distinguished. However, what surprised the crowd was not his handsomeness but the radiant smile on his face...

His features were stunning; when he usually did not smile, he carried an almost imperceptible menacing air, his eyebrows sharp as swords, his gaze piercing. Even his gentle smile carried an intimidating air, and ordinary folks rarely dared to look him directly in the eye. But at this moment, his dark eyes sparkled, and the smile that spread from the corners of his eyes softened his entire demeanor, radiant like sunlight, his handsome face eliciting quiet praise — so this was what the striking and noble Assistant Minister Xiao looked like!

At that moment, who knows how many hearts he charmed.