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

Qian comforted herself, thinking that there are countless people in the world who look alike, and the girl in front of her could not possibly be Su Mingyue.

Su Mingyue smiled at Madam Qian: "Madam Fu is really forgetful, forgetting me so quickly. It doesn't matter if you don't remember, I can remind you that my surname is Su and my name is Su Mingyue."

Upon hearing her words, Madam Qian's face turned deathly pale.

She really is Su Mingyue.

"You say you are Su Mingyue?" Fu Jingying helped her mother up. "We do know a woman named Su Mingyue; she's my cousin. But you're not my cousin. My cousin is an orphan. In the capital, she only knows our family; she doesn't know anyone else, and she certainly doesn't have the air of wealth and nobility that you possess. Are you mistaken?"

"Cousin? Is she really my cousin? I seem to remember that Fu Jingsheng got married in the countryside before?" Su Mingyue didn't elaborate.

You can play charades if you want.

Let's all play a game of riddles.

"What a coincidence! My name is also Su Mingyue. But I'm not your Fu family's cousin." Su Mingyue linked arms with the War King, swaying her slender waist as she spoke softly, "I heard today is your Lord Fu's wedding day. I love joining in the fun, so I came with my fiancé. Haven't the bride and groom returned yet?"

Hearing the words "fiancé" from her lips, Qian felt a lump in her throat.

She dared not admit that the other person was Su Mingyue, nor did she dare to mention the fact that Fu Jingsheng had been married before. Now, hearing Su Mingyue call Zhan Wang her fiancé, she dared not say anything in rebuttal.

What right does she have to refute this?

"All who come are honored guests. The presence of Prince Zhan and Miss Su makes them distinguished guests of the Fu family. Jing Sheng has gone to fetch the bride and will arrive shortly. Please take a seat."

The War King and Su Mingyue were seated in the main seats.

Half an hour later, the sound of firecrackers could be heard outside. Many guests left their seats to join in the fun and go see the bride and groom.

Fu Jingsheng mounted his tall horse and used a pole to lift the curtain.

Inside sat a bride, her head covered by a red veil and dressed in a bright red wedding robe. Just by looking at her, one could tell that she must be incredibly beautiful.

Fu Jingsheng extended the pole in, and the bride, holding one end, slowly walked down with the help of her maid.

A beggar suddenly rushed in from outside, grinning foolishly at the bride, "The top scholar is so lucky to have married such a beautiful woman. My beauty, come here, let me give you a kiss."

The beggar was about to run towards the bride when he spoke.

Fortunately, the servants on the side reacted quickly and stopped him.

The beggar wouldn't give up: "Why are you dragging me along? Scholar, let me tell you a secret: this bride is not a virgin at all. Don't be fooled. If you don't believe me, you can verify her virginity right here."

The guests listened to the beggar's words with fascinating expressions.

They had heard some things in secret.

For example, the young lady of the Su family had her eye on the top scholar and had already given him away long ago.

Knowing something in secret is one thing, but it can't be said openly.

What does this beggar want to do now that he's openly stating his intentions?

I'm boldly speculating that someone might be trying to cause trouble.

Hearing the beggar's words, Su Ziyu angrily lifted her veil and said to her maid, "Where did this beggar come from, spouting nonsense here? Guards, throw him out!"

Everyone was amazed when the bride lifted her veil in front of everyone.

She really is the bride, and she is so beautiful.

When Madam Qian saw Su Ziyu lift her veil herself, her expression changed.