At dusk, the bride arrived at Prince Zhenbei Mansion. After paying respects to the heavens and the earth in the main hall of the mansion, Ye Jiu was sent to her bridal chamber in Yeyu Garden. The couple had successfully crossed the threshold, and the banquet officially began. At the feast, many guests saw the bridegroom official coming out of the bridal chamber to toast and clamored to see the bride. Li Yuyue, tall and straight, his face slightly flushed, held a wine cup in his hand as graceful as jade, and smiled, "You’ve all seen the Ninth Princess before, haven’t you?" "That’s not the point," said the speaker, rising to his feet. "Though we’ve seen the Princess, we’ve never seen her dressed as a bride!" He raised his voice, "Everyone agrees, right?" Many people joined in the teasing, "Exactly, exactly!" For a moment, the atmosphere became quite lively. Seeing the high spirits of the crowd, Li Yuyue tilted his head back and drank the wine in his cup, then declared loudly, "Then I’ll allow you a glimpse." With those words, he put the empty wine cup back on the tray held by Wei Liang. Many young men stood up and followed Li Yuyue’s steps towards the bridal chamber. Ye Zhenxian glanced at a few brothers, noting that they were content sitting and drinking, and he couldn’t help but inwardly sneer. Weren’t they going to join in the fun of the bridal room teasing? Ye Jiu was a rare beauty, and the bride’s appearance was seldom seen; if they didn’t go to see it, he certainly wanted to. With Yu Yinglei not attending the banquet, he felt less restrained, so he stood up and asked with a smile, "Ah Ju is our sister, she’s finally getting married, aren’t you guys going to join in the fun of the bridal room?" Prince Duan joked, "At the gift-giving banquet, the present I gave her must surely be placed in the bridal chamber now. If I were to go in and see it, it would pain my heart." His words, half serious and half in jest, made several princes shake their heads and lightly laugh. Ye Zhenyu spoke indifferently, "Too many people have already gone over, let’s not add to the crowd." Ye Zhengmo slowly played with the wine cup in his hand, "We see Ah Ju every day; it’s fine not to see her now." Ye Zhenxian turned his gaze to Ye Yiheng, "Crown Prince, Sixth Brother, you and Ah Ju are quite close relatives. Others might not go, but you should." Ye Yiheng’s voice was clear and cool, "Second Brother, you’re quite the joker. How could I possibly see anything, being blind?" Considering Ye Zhenxian’s sleazy intent, Ye Yiheng moved his fingers slightly and added lightly, "Eighth should go with Second Brother. It’ll save Second Brother the embarrassment of going alone." Ye Yongwang stood up, "Then, I shall accompany Second Brother." Ninth Sister had taken good care of him; he needed to keep an eye on Second Brother today. Ye Zhenxian flicked his sleeves, looking coolly at Ye Yongwang, "Let’s go then, Eighth Brother." Leng Yu Yan, seated not too far away, felt a jolt of unease when she saw this. Just then, Lai Jiajia gently tugged at her arm, "Sister, let’s go take a look too." Several young ladies were of marriageable age, naturally longing for their own weddings. Seeing Mi Xinmei and Luo Meng’er also wanting to look, Leng Yu Yan nodded in agreement. Lai Jiajia cheered happily, "I’ve never seen a Princess bride before; today, I shall broaden my horizons." Thus, the four young ladies set off together. Seeing them go, daughters of other noble families stood up, one after another. In no time, the space inside and outside the bridal chamber in Yeyu Garden was filled with people. The latecomers could only hear the teasing and laughter coming from the bridal chamber, not knowing what was happening inside. Eager to see the Ninth Princess, Lai Jiajia pulled Leng Yu Yan forward, trying to push through the crowd, but they couldn’t get past. Lai Jiajia was annoyed at herself, "I eat plenty on any given day; why can’t I push my way through now?" Leng Yu Yan laughed, "How can our strength compare to that of men?" Lai Jiajia didn’t believe she couldn’t get through, calling out to the crowd, "Excuse me, please let me through!" Unfortunately, every one of the guests was on tiptoe trying to get a look, and nobody was willing to make way. Mi Xinmei and Luo Meng’er, seeing the commotion, could only stand behind the crowd. Then, a lightbulb went off in Lai Jiajia’s head, she raised her voice: "The Ninth Princess’s maidservant is here, please show some respect!" Suddenly, a peculiar fragrance wafted through the air, and Leng Yu Yan wrinkled her nose. Her attention was not on how to squeeze to the front of the crowd but on meticulously seeking out this strange scent. She couldn’t tell if the smell was emanating from someone or from some decoration in the room; she just couldn’t determine the source for the moment. Hearing someone calling out for the Ninth Princess’s maidservant, Ye Jiu, sitting on the edge of the bed, excitedly lifted a corner of her veil: "Yan’er, where are you?" This sudden action prompted a round of cheers from the guests: "Princess, tear off your veil!" Lian Yan quickly lowered Ye Jiu’s veil, lowering her voice, "Princess, the Prince Consort hasn’t lifted your veil yet." Ye Jiu’s princess temperament flared up instantly: "I don’t care, I want to see Yan’er." She peeked under the veil for the red brocade boots, sensing that Li Yuyue wasn’t far away, and coyly called out in his direction: "Husband, my sister is here." Li Yuyue, being exceptionally tall, looked up and saw Leng Yu Yan; ahead of her was Lai Jiajia, earnestly trying to push her way through the crowd. "Please make way, everyone!" As Li Yuyue raised his hand, the guests followed where he pointed, and there stood an exquisitely beautiful young maiden of incomparable charm, her cheeks blushing a bright red. Many who recognized Leng Yu Yan quickly made room for her. Leng Yu Yan, for the sake of not overshadowing the bride today, went without any makeup on her face. Upon hearing Ye Jiu call her name, she then proceeded forward with Lai Jiajia. Beside them, Ye Zhenxian also caught sight of Leng Yu Yan, and in a flash, his eyes deepened with reserve; her skin was delicate, fair, and enticing, with eyes that were demurely seductive, yet her appearance was of pure innocence. Ye Yiheng indeed has great fortune! Such a beauty married to a blind man really is like a flower stuck in cow dung. At this moment, Ye Jiu reached out her hand: "Yan’er!" "Dear sister-in-law, I’m right here," Leng Yu Yan took her hand, carefully deciphering the scent she smelled. However, the strong fragrance on Ye Jiu overpowered the unusual scent from before. Leng Yu Yan looked around; in addition to the numerous guests, there were also many gifts. The Prince Mansion’s gifts were piled up to one side, and on the other side were those from the palace. According to the etiquette, in the bridal chamber of a Princess marrying a Prince Consort, all the gifts accompanies the banquet should be displayed, to show the deep familial love of the Tian Family and the closeness of siblings. Therefore, the various gifts sent by the palace, regardless of whether Ye Jiu liked them or not, were also piled inside the bridal chamber. Lai Jiajia shamelessly moved in closer: "Princess sister-in-law, I’m Lai Jiajia, do you remember me?" Ye Jiu nodded: "I remember, remember, I recognized you by your voice." At this time, the matchmaker brought out the Ruyi Scale and the wedding wine. Leng Yu Yan and Lai Jiajia moved to the side, smiling as they watched Li Yuyue reach out to take the Ruyi Scale. Finally, it was the auspicious time to lift the veil and drink the wedding wine; the curious guests erupted into a warm round of applause. It wasn’t long before the guests started egging them on to begin the bridal chamber celebration. Li Yuyue was in high spirits tonight, patiently letting the guests watch him and Ye Jiu nibble on an apple together. Inside the lively bridal chamber, Leng Yu Yan felt the excitement very vividly; yet, that scent persisted, causing her brows to furrow involuntarily. The scent was deliberately masked by other fragrances, but she still discerned the consequence of this smell: it could cause infertility. Who could be so malicious?