Day after day passed. The Thousand Family busied themselves repairing the courtyards and preparing the bridal chamber. Everyone knew that Third Miss Thousand of Dream Capital City was taking a bride, but no one knew whom she was marrying. The usually quiet Dream Capital City suddenly came alive.
In the streets and alleys, many people speculated about which family's young master she was marrying. In a great household like the Thousand Family, a man would most likely have to marry into his wife's family. Loose tongues even wagged that such a husband probably wouldn't have an easy life afterward.
Others said that Third Miss Thousand really was marrying a woman, which would mean cutting off her bloodline.
Everyone buzzed about Dream Capital City's first joyous occasion of the year. Watching the Thousand Family busily hang red ribbons and festive calligraphy, arrange furnishings for the main hall, and so on, even spectators could feel how seriously the family took this wedding.
Trunk after trunk, box after box, was carried into the Thousand Family residence every few days.
Meanwhile, the two women everyone in Dream Capital City was discussing were circling Ding Ding. "Seventh Sister, your method doesn't seem to be helping Ding Ding much."
The Longevity Cauldron stood there, two meters tall and completely motionless. Ever since the self-detonation, Ding Ding had remained in this state.
Qian Wanyu had first helped absorb its death aura, then released some metal-element spiritual power into the Longevity Cauldron every day. Later, she gathered a group of Metal Spirit Masters, hoping to awaken Ding Ding, but none of it worked.
With only three days left until the wedding, Dongfang Minghui was truly anxious. She said she didn't know where her master, Little Mute, and the children had gone, but deep down, she still believed that