Resisting the Wind and Splendor

Zisu didn't know what had possessed her, but suddenly she really wanted to look out the window.

She even forgot that she was still getting ready, and stood up in a daze.

I walked to the windowsill and reached out to open the window.

The courtyard was bustling with activity.

The Prince's Mansion was considered her maternal home, and this courtyard was where she got married.

The matchmaker was busy with preparations, while the wedding procession was still busily making arrangements.

The place was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and laughter filled the air.

The figure she longed to see was nowhere to be found.

"What's wrong? Who are you looking for?" Chu Yueli walked behind her and looked into the courtyard with her.

The crowd came and went, all familiar faces; they knew each and every one of them.

Even the servants who carried the sedan chair were all acquaintances.

There shouldn't be any problems.

"Is there anything else you need?" Chu Lingshan also walked to Zisu's side.

Chu Lingshan had only been here a short time and wasn't very familiar with everything, but in the last two days, she had gradually become more familiar with it.

Is there anything missing?

Zisu shook her head, returned to her dressing table, sat down, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

I seem to be in a bad mood.

Chu Yueli and Chu Lingshan exchanged glances.

Chu Lingshan smiled and said, "Don't you like this makeup? How about we change to a lighter one?"

"Even lighter? This makeup is already quite light; any lighter and there won't be any powder at all."

Because they don't like heavy makeup, this makeup look uses very little powder.

The delicate, light color, falling on Zisu's pretty face, gave her a unique, girl-next-door charm, and she looked quite beautiful.

Zisu let out a breath, finally raised her eyelids, forced a smile, and said, "No, this is... very good."

Her gaze fell on her reflection in the mirror, on her elegant and serene face, and in the depths of her eyes, a deep and unyielding melancholy.

Finally, she whispered, "Isn't this the best way?"

This question, no one can answer.

What is best and what is bad, perhaps no one but herself knows.

The time for the bride's departure has arrived.

The matchmaker entered with a smile, fanning herself, and said a lot of auspicious words before helping the bride out of the house and into the sedan chair.

A group of people made their way to the general's mansion in a lively manner.

That's right, Zisu's new home is called the General's Mansion.

The plaque was only hung up yesterday. Yesterday, Prince Mo just appointed Jing Lei and Liu Yun as generals, and now both of them are Grand Generals.

Zisu, wearing a red veil, couldn't see clearly what was in front of her, but she could hear people outside talking about how beautiful the General's Mansion was and how comfortable it must be to live there.

That's for sure; she designed and decorated everything herself.

Zisu is not concerned with appearances; she values ​​inner qualities most.

She just wants a comfortable and peaceful place to live.

This is the courtyard she built for herself, and she will spend the rest of her life here.

Returning here should have been like returning to her own home, but for some reason, the moment she stepped through the gate, only two words came to mind: cage.

From now on, it will be like stepping into a cage, trapped here, never to get out.

The two words that flashed through her mind, "cage," made Zisu extremely uneasy for a moment.

Her body was tense and she felt uncomfortable all over. Even on such a cool day, she was so uneasy that she was sweating on her forehead.

She suddenly stopped and grabbed Chu Yueli's wrist.