Lin Haisheng held a righteous demeanor, his sizable eyes fixated on Situ Gong.
"Master Lin, it is a joyous occasion that our Wang Residence has a new mistress today. The Prince does not wish for the Princess to be upset as soon as she enters the house. Therefore, all the Consorts are waiting in the rear courtyard, and they will serve tea to the Prince and the Princess tomorrow." Situ Gong explained patiently with a smile.
All the guests watched Lin Haisheng mockingly, and he felt a bit embarrassed. Indeed, Wang Residence had several Consorts and a group of beauty even before it had a mistress. During this joyous day, making the Consorts entertain the guests would certainly be inappropriate. Realizing that he had committed a principal error due to his impatience, his face began to heat up with embarrassment.
Chu Suifeng, pulling Lin Ziyin into the bridal chamber, couldn't resist lifting the veil from Lin Ziyin's head.