"Mo Mei, bring my painting board." Seeing the babies so delighted, Yang Mengchen also felt light-hearted.
After respectfully acknowledging, Mo Mei quickly went back to the guest room down the mountain.
Yang Mengchen firmly stopped the baby carriage, bent over to brush away the hibiscus petals that had fallen on the babies and said, "Hai Tang, don't you think the scenery is beautiful? If we were to hold a unique wedding here, I'm sure it would be unforgettable for you!"
"It is indeed beautiful." Hai Tang acknowledged that such a wedding would indeed be unforgettable in a lifetime.
Yang Mengchen persuaded gently, "Next year, when the peach and pear blossoms are in full bloom, it will be even more beautiful. Why don't we set your wedding with Mo Yun for next March?"
Hai Tang didn't speak but nodded slightly, understanding the affection of the Crown Princess Consort for her. She couldn't afford to let down the Crown Princess Consort, as it would be nothing short of unappreciative.