Gai Yinyin's wedding was most embarrassing for Su Shi of Duke Ying Mansion.
Outside, the endless sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and Lin Ge, with mischief in mind, deliberately rode ahead on horseback, leading the bridal procession past the Duke Ying Mansion's front doors.
Despite the noisy exterior, the servants inside Duke Ying Mansion were even more careful, treading on tiptoes as they walked.
The masters of the house had been attended to repeatedly.
Broken porcelain could have been framed and mounted.
But no one dared to offer consolation, for who would want to involve themselves in such a thorny issue?
The Old Madam's health had deteriorated further; she lay in bed, unable to get up, with incessant coughing.
Even so, this did not seal the stream of curses from her lips.
At that moment, she resembled a foul-mouthed old rural woman by the hearth, spewing all manner of obscenities at the slightest opportunity, showing none of her past grace and composure.
