"Your humble junior pays his respects to Father-in-law and Mother-in-law!"
With every matter, open and hidden alike, settled, the group gathered once more in the main hall. Before everyone present, Shang Chaozong observed the rites of a junior and changed how he addressed Feng Lingbo and Peng Yulan, seated above. The couple also presented him with meeting gifts.
Watching from the side, Shang Shuqing's eyes had already brimmed with tears. She felt that her brother had been wronged. Thinking of their parents, she could not help wondering—if their parents were still alive, how could her brother's marriage have been handled so hastily? She was also filled with emotion. Whether inside the Imperial Prison or outside it, the siblings had not had an easy time these past years. They had only been out of the prison for a short while, yet in the blink of an eye, her brother was getting married. She did not know whether her tears were born of relief, but fortunately, her veil hid them from others.
Lan Ruoting, watching with a smile, was inwardly despondent as well. If Prince Ning were still alive, how could things have come to this?
How could Feng Lingbo and Peng Yulan not feel the same? In the past, they would never even have dared dream that Prince Ning's son could become their son-in-law.
After the rites, the Feng Family members changed how they addressed Shang Chaozong, their new son-in-law, and handed out red envelopes as rewards. Lan Ruoting had long prepared for the red envelopes. Even the servants received one gold coin each. His generosity was considerable, and the rewarded servants were naturally overjoyed, repeatedly offering their thanks and calling "son-in-law" with great warmth.
Some things were simply like that. Lan Ruoting could frankly admit to someone like Feng Lingbo