On the early morning of the third day of the Lunar New Year, the whole city of Buli was busy.
The wedding of His Royal Highness is not only a happy event for the palace, but also a happy event for the entire city and the entire Ming Dynasty.
Before dawn, the Blood Rose Gang, the Imperial Guards of the capital, the Royal Forest Army... and even the Royal Elite Cavalry Regiment returning to the capital were all busy.
They walked in the streets and alleys, guarding several city gates, and even dozens of miles away from the city gates, all within their patrol range, keeping an eye on the movements inside and outside the city at all times.
In name, it is to protect the wedding from being disturbed.
In fact, only insiders understand that the real fear of being disturbed is not the wedding, but Mingyue's thousand-year calamity.
Gulou Street is the busiest place in Buli City besides the Imperial Palace.
Although preparations had been made for several days, everyone except Mo Li got up before dawn to check various things needed for the wedding. Zhuo Yang has never been a person who likes to sleep in, so he naturally woke up early today.
"Good morning, Master!"
As he walked out of the room, the servant waiting outside the door came forward respectfully and brought hot water, towels and other items to help him wash up. A moment later, another servant brought an exquisite breakfast.
"Mo Li, are you up yet?!" Zhuo Yang asked casually while sitting at the table.
The maid put the chopsticks in his hands, "Young master doesn't like to get up early. Yesterday, His Highness the Crown Prince gave instructions when she left, not to let anyone disturb her. She is probably still sleeping at this moment!"
Zhuo Yang took the chopsticks and said, "His Royal Highness, is he very kind to Mo Li?!"
"Of course!" The maid's face was full of envy, "The whole city is discussing that our young master is the happiest woman in the world. I couldn't believe it before I came to the palace. Your Highness the Crown Prince.
Such a cold-blooded person would be so kind to the young master. Later, I saw His Highness cutting the young master's nails and combing his hair. The future king of the Ming Dynasty was actually willing to do such a thing for a woman. The young master is really a good blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years. If I were
Young Master, if you have such a man to love you, even if it’s just for a day, it’s worth dying..."
Zhuoyang lowered his face to eat, but the sweet porridge tasted like chewy meat. He only took a few bites before putting down his chopsticks.
Although he was happy for her, his heart could not calm down when he thought that she would marry and become a woman today and completely belong to someone else.
I have been attached to you for so long, and even if I decide to let go, I will still feel heartbroken!
The maid collected the food, and Zhuo Yang walked out of the house casually. The servants passed by him carrying lanterns with words of joy, and they all saluted politely. Everyone had a beaming look on their face.
Looking at the colorfully decorated corridor, looking at the bright red festive window paper... Zhuo Yang felt as if he was walking in a world that had nothing to do with him, feeling indescribably lonely.
"Good morning, Mr. Zhuo!" Lin Niu'er smiled and said hello when he saw Zhuo Yang, "Young Master hasn't gotten up yet. If you have something to do, please come back later!"
When Zhuo Yang came back to his senses, he realized that he had unknowingly arrived at the gate of Mo Li's courtyard.
"Niu'er!" As soon as Lin Niu'er finished speaking, Mo Li's voice came from inside the courtyard door, "Let him come in!"
Lin Niu'er hurriedly agreed, turned around and pushed open the courtyard door, letting Zhuo Yang into the courtyard.
Stepping into the hospital and bypassing the holly shrubs in the courtyard, Zhuoyang saw Mo Li frowning at a piece of cake on the table.