To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

The area in front of the Su residence was bustling with activity.

However, Su Mingyue encountered some problems.

It turned out to be a drunkard from next door who was swaggering into Su Mingyue's courtyard, but before he could get in, he was apprehended by the guards who were lying in wait.

They knocked him unconscious and threw him into the street.

Su Mingyue knew exactly what was going on with the drunkard. It was simply that someone didn't want her at the wedding and wanted to cause her some kind of accident.

If you want to scheme against her, you should first consider whether you have the opportunity.

She was drawing her eyebrows and applying floral makeup inside the room. Xingchun walked in from outside: "Miss, a young gentleman has arrived. He says he is your fiancé and invites you to attend the Fu family's wedding."

Su Mingyue chuckled lightly: "He's quite uninhibited. Let him in and help me do my hair."

When Xiao Zhan entered, Su Mingyue's beautiful hair hung straight down her back.

Hearing the voice, she picked up the comb and handed it to him: "Fiancé, this is your first lesson, come on."

Xiao Zhan looked at her fair hands holding a comb, and listened to her words. He chuckled and said, "Okay. But I'm not very good at it. You won't blame me if I don't comb it well, will you?"

"up to you."

"You trust me, don't you?" Xiao Zhan took the comb and began to comb Su Mingyue's hair. "How do you want me to cooperate today?"

"Reveal your identity, I need to borrow it. As for what the consequences will be, we may not know yet. You can still back out now. After today, the whole capital will be buzzing with the news that our young War King has a fiancée, and she's a divorced woman."

“I have a quirk: once I make a move, I don’t take it back. If you’re not afraid, why should I be?” Xiao Zhan carefully combed An Yun’s hair. “I don’t know how to do complicated styles, I only know a simple one. Are you sure you want me to help you?”

"Just comb it for me, Xingchun can do the rest." Su Mingyue didn't really intend for him to comb it: "I'm going to a wedding today, and the hairstyle is very important. If you'd like, you can help me with it in the future."

Xiao Zhan handed the comb to Xingchun, who was standing to the side. He recalled that fleeting glance from that night.

I didn't realize what it was at the time, but now I do.

It's gauze.

Wasn't she married? How could she still have a virgin's veil?

Could it be that she and Fu Jingsheng never consummated their marriage, which is why her chastity veil has remained in place?

He was somewhat interested in the matter between her and Fu Jingsheng.

Xingchun was very skilled; she quickly styled a beautiful flying cloud bun and then changed into a flowing gauze dress, which was dazzling and radiant.

“Miss, you don’t usually like to dress up, but when you do, you’re truly captivating.” Xingchun had never seen her young mistress in formal attire before.

With a formal makeover, her eyebrows were as dark as ink, her skin as white as snow, and the kingfisher feather headdress on her head was priceless. Wearing it on the young lady's head, she appeared elegant, dignified, and composed.

Standing next to Prince Zhan, the two looked like a match made in heaven, perfectly matched.

"Is there something wrong with Fu Jingsheng's eyes? He doesn't want such a beautiful woman, but wants to marry that Su Ziyu, who is so seductive and alluring. She's not nearly as pretty as you."

Hearing Xiao Zhan's words, Su Mingyue smiled and said, "People say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Now that I'm your fiancée, of course you find me pleasing to the eye. But one day, when we have no relationship at all, you won't say that anymore."

She listened casually to Xiao Zhan's praise or any other compliments.

It would be foolish to take it to heart.