Shi Qingluo followed Xi Rong in a carriage back to the Southern marquis' residence.
As soon as they entered the residence, Xi Rong grabbed them into a room.
Then, a few maids walked in with bright red embroidered wedding dresses.
Shi Qingluo was stunned when she saw the wedding dresses.
Was it what she thought it was?
Xi Rong smiled and asked, "Do you want to put on your own makeup, or do you want me to get someone to do it for you?"
Shi Qingluo raised an eyebrow. "When did the two of you form a team together?"
Xi Rong chuckled. "A month ago, your husband started preparing.
"He said that when you married him, he was still in a coma, so the two of you didn't go through the ceremony.
"Today, let's go through the ceremony."
She winked at Shi Qingluo again. "Your husband sure knows how to play. When the top scorer is announced, it's the wedding night. We understand."
