The Eve of the Wedding (1)
The wedding was approaching, and Lu Huaijiang was smiling all day.
Even the imperial court was relaxed.
The courtiers also saw more and more how much the Emperor valued the future Empress.
This seemed to have reached an unimaginable level.
After all, as the wedding day approached, the strict Emperor would sometimes be in a daze when the people in the throne room attended court.
Her eyes were dazed, and then she laughed secretly.
Damn, even the emperor had never been so happy when he ascended the throne.
What was even more impressive was that he personally supervised Eunuch Lu to clean up the palace. Everything was arranged according to the preferences of the Jiang family's young lady. It was as if they had already sat to the extreme.
"The Jiang family is really blessed." Even if Grand Secretary Jiang was dead, he would die with a smile.