Chapter 365: The Grand Wedding (Part 1)
So now, since they have been placed within Brother Qiao’s camp, they naturally have to fight for a win or loss.
No, they must win.
Han Jing’s overly calm reaction made Su Xingyan a little worried, and he couldn’t help but remind her again: "I’m not joking with you, no matter what, you have to be careful."
"Are you finished?" Considering that he especially came to warn her, her past self didn’t want to pursue it further. If he continued to be restless, she would have to go remind Han Yan once more.
However, hearing from her mother about the palace banquet that day, it seems Han Yan is not completely brainless. At least inciting Han Yuxiao and Su Xingyan to turn against each other is greatly beneficial to them at present.
According to her mother, in recent days, Mrs. Han has been diligently visiting the Princess Mansion a few times. The implied meaning in her words is all about making amends, but if viewed from a court’s perspective, it also means that now General Han intends to stand on their side.
Even if Prince An and the Crown Prince join forces now, the situation is still favorable for them.
Su Xingyan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Han Jing did not look at him, not even willing to spare him an extra glance.
He knew that now he was being overly sentimental, but he couldn’t control himself.
It’s just that no matter what he does, she no longer cares.
Su Xingyan, heartbroken, turned around and walked out step by step, very slowly. He wished Han Jing would call his name, if only she would say a word, he would take her away immediately, willing to give up everything.
But she did not.
She did not call him; when he eventually couldn’t help but look back, she still did not lift her head to look at him.
The affection she once had for him seemed to have gone away, never to return, but his feelings for her had just begun.
After Su Xingyan left, Han Jing initially wanted to discuss supporting Su Xingqiao with Su Yaogeng, but in recent days Su Yaogeng was so busy that her feet hardly touched the ground, leaving no time to listen to her about these matters, so Han Jing had to let it go, planning to address it after the wedding.
Han Jing also found it strange. Clearly, she, as the prospective bride, should have been the most nervous, yet ironically, she appeared to be the calmest one.
Perhaps it was because she knew that with Su Yu there, everything would be resolved, so she had nothing to worry about; she merely had to wait for tomorrow’s wedding ceremony.
She even felt a bit curious about how it would feel to fall in love after marrying Su Yu.
On February twenty-sixth, the weather was unbelievably pleasant.
Han Jing was awakened early in the morning, then a group of people started bustling around her, which she really couldn’t understand—was it necessary to make such a fuss over just putting on makeup? She yawned while watching An Chuxue direct everything, saying this rouge didn’t look good, or that eyebrow shape wasn’t right, and even Su Yaogeng chimed in with agreement, making it seem like nothing was right no matter what they did.
Han Jing was almost driven crazy by their noise.
Since she’d been pulled out of bed so early, Su Yaogeng oversaw washing her face, and now while applying makeup, he found something a little strange. How did Jing’er’s birthmark become so faint? It didn’t seem this way usually; how did it change today?
The originally reddish-brown birthmark had now faded to just a layer of pink?