Divine Doctor Mommy Is A True Big Shot-Chapter 675: Unexpected Guests

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Chapter 675: Chapter 675: Unexpected Guests

Prince Shun’s Mansion was decked out in lanterns and colored banners, a joyous sight met the eye in every direction as guests kept arriving in droves.

Even though Dugu Wu was now half-disabled, Emperor Yongye still held him in high esteem, and there were no lack of people coming to curry favor with him.

"Prince, can you manage even the slightest smile? We are here for a happy occasion, not a funeral."

Feng Bailing rubbed his temples somewhat exasperatedly. Though the man next to him was dressed in festive finery, his expression was far from celebratory.

"These people are too noisy."

Dugu Wu pinched the bridge of his nose. He least liked attending these so-called joyous affairs, but today he was the marriage witness. He had no brotherly affection towards Dongfang Yong, purely feeling that, for Feng Bailing’s sake, he should ease the relationship with Dongfang Yong, and that was why he agreed to come out and greet the guests.

Today, he was both the marriage witness and the host of Prince Shun’s Mansion, welcoming guests alongside Feng Bailing.

Guests were passing by, extending their congratulations, and Feng Bailing politely responded with a few words.

"Dongfang Yong’s marriage has had its fair share of difficulties; you should be happy for him."

Feng Bailing was genuinely pleased for Dongfang Yong and Nalan Yan’er. Moreover, until Nalan Yan’er was married off, she could not let go of the fact that Nalan Yan’er had been married to Dugu Wu in the past.

Now that Dongfang Yong had won his beautiful bride, and Nalan Yan’er had a new husband, Feng Bailing could finally put her mind at ease.

Dugu Wu glanced at Feng Bailing, seeing her smile beamingly. The woman was also dressed in splendid attire today, making her already distinguished appearance even more striking.

He couldn’t help but recall the day of his wedding to Feng Bailing. On that day, Feng Bailing was also stunningly beautiful. If he remembered correctly, she did not have the joy on her face that she had today.

After all, at the time, Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu had married under a contract, with an agreement of one year between them. Thinking back to the one-year agreement, Dugu Wu’s hand under his sleeve tightened, slowly clenching into a fist.

This day, his thoughts kept drifting to Gong Zhu, whom his daughter Feng Xiaoli had mentioned yesterday with endless praise. Considering how distracted Feng Bailing had been these past few days, Dugu Wu’s brows furrowed deeply.

"Congratulations, Prince Wu."

While Dugu Wu was considering whether to ask Feng Bailing about Gong Zhu, he heard a cheerful voice approaching.

The man was carrying a congratulatory gift and offered his respects.

Seeing the visitor, Feng Bailing’s smiling face instantly froze.

It was indeed Feng Zhanlian.

"What are you doing here?"

For Dongfang Yong’s wedding, Prince Shun’s Mansion had not invited anyone from the Feng Mansion.

Feng Bailing was still very displeased with Feng Zhanlian, and Feng Zhanlian’s sudden change made her feel uneasy.

The ceremony for worshipping heaven and earth was about to start, and Feng Bailing did not want any mishaps at this moment.

Dugu Wu was also surprised; he had heard that after his severe illness, Feng Zhanlian suddenly recovered and seemed to have become a different person. He had even visited some colleagues and, it was said, had reversed his previously bad reputation—many of his former colleagues had nothing but praise for him.

The Feng Zhanlian before him indeed seemed changed.

"Princess Consort, I am your father and the Prince’s father-in-law. By that account, we are relatives with Prince Shun’s Mansion as well. It is only natural for me to come and offer my congratulations on such a happy occasion of the Prince Manor."

What a father, what a father-in-law, Feng Bailing was ready to retort, but before she could speak, she saw Nalan Yan’er and the Crown Prince walking over.

"Crown Prince, Crown Princess Consort," Feng Zhanlian hastily bowed in respect.

"Mr. Feng seems to have made a good recovery," the Crown Prince nodded slightly. The Crown Prince did not particularly care for Feng Zhanlian, a man notorious for living off women. Though the Crown Prince had no love lost for Dongfang Lianhua, seeing Feng Zhanlian daring to oppress a princess of the Royal Family naturally did not sit well with him.

Indeed, it was Nalan Yan’er who couldn’t help but take several glances at Feng Zhanlian, especially at the Wenhua Seal between his brows, feigning surprise as she said,

"Mr. Feng, I didn’t expect someone of your age to still be able to form the Wenhua Seal. Truly, a case of late blooming talent."

Nalan Yan’er’s words were intentionally designed to discomfort Feng Bailing, as everyone in Chu City knew that Princess Consort Wu didn’t have a good relationship with father and daughter Feng Zhanlian.

"Thank you for the Crown Princess Consort’s undue praise. After this grave illness, this humble official has had a sudden realization, enabling me to form the Wenhua Seal. From now on, I’ll certainly study the sage’s books more and devote myself wholeheartedly to the court."

The Crown Prince also nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.

Outside, the sound of celebration was transmitted, and the streets became even more lively.

The attention of several people was immediately drawn away, presuming the newlyweds had arrived.

Outside the Prince Mansion, Dongfang Yong was riding atop a white horse.

Today, clad in red garments, he shed his usual slovenly appearance, with a dash of handsomeness and happiness evident between his brows.

At this moment, Dongfang Yong was filled with countless thoughts.

He had finally reached this day.

Looking behind at the palanquin, and the enchanting figure inside, Dongfang Yong’s heart pounded like the beating of a drum.

He couldn’t help but peek into the palanquin; he had finally reached this day.

Dongfang Yong couldn’t help but reminisce about the day years ago when he met Nalan Chun for the first time.

At that time, he was forced to take Dugu Wu’s place in marrying Nalan Chun, and it was also on that day that he fell in love with Nalan Chun at first sight.

Regrettably, the days that followed were like hell on earth for Nalan Chun and nothing short of excruciating for Dongfang Yong.

But now all of that was in the past, he and Chunchun would start a new life; from this day forward, he would be Nalan Chun’s husband, and Nalan Chun would be his wife.

Amongst the blessings and laughter of the crowd, Dongfang Yong dismounted the horse, and whether it was from extreme nerves, he stumbled slightly but did not fall, as a pair of soft hands reached out to steady him.

A warmth spread in Dongfang Yong’s heart; the hands of Nalan Chun beside him were slightly cold.

Together, they entered Prince Shun’s Mansion, and in the wedding hall, guests were gathered in throngs inside and out.

Dugu Wu and Feng Bailing already sat with dignity at the front of the hall.

The most esteemed Crown Prince and Crown Princess Consort sat to the side. As Nalan Chun walked in, Nalan Yan’er had a clear view of the couple before her.

She snorted lightly; although Nalan Chun’s sister, Nalan Yan’er felt no sisterly affection for her.

Her presence at the wedding today was, of course, not for Nalan Chun but merely to give face to Dugu Wu.

However, upon seeing Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu sitting side by side, Nalan Yan’er’s displeasure reached its peak.

In her eyes, the two were a handsome couple, seemingly made for each other.

Nalan Yan’er’s heart involuntarily clenched tight, just like Nana’s.

"Newlyweds, pay respects to heaven and earth."

As the officiant’s voice rang out, Dongfang Yong and Nalan Chun stepped forward before Feng Bailing and Dugu Wu.

Standing there, Dongfang Yong had a foolishly happy expression on his face, while Nalan Chun stood demurely by his side.

"First bow to heaven and earth, second bow to..."