She doesn’t have to personally handle all the other miscellaneous tasks.
Nangong Xu requested to take a set of wedding photos before the ceremony, but Nangong Ruyue refused.
The reason being, she only agreed to have the wedding with him, not the photo shoot.
The wedding gown was completed quickly, taking only three days.
The castle’s gilded hall sparkled with magnificence.
Nangong Ruyue donned the strapless floor-length wedding gown, standing in front of the full-length mirror.
Thanks to years of care, her face showed almost no wrinkles, remaining youthful and beautiful, with a great figure.
Wearing this luxurious wedding dress, she seed only thirty years old.
In the mirror, she looked stunning, eliciting gasps of awe from the servants around.
Nangong Ruyue looked at herself in the mirror but felt nothing.
At this mont, Nangong Xu also walked over wearing a white suit.
Though he was almost fifty, his physique was tall and robust, surpassing even thirty-year-old n in vitality.
"Ruyue..." Nangong Xu approached her, gazing at her reflection, a flash of amazent in his eyes, "You are beautiful, even more so than twenty years ago."
He reached out to wrap his arm around her waist; the two stood together, a perfect match.
Nangong Xu looked at the mirror, softly smiling: "Ruyue, give a smile, I want to see your smile."
Nangong Ruyue smiled faintly.
The pinhole cara embedded at the top of the mirror naturally recorded their images comprehensively and perfectly.
Nangong Xu’s smile deepened, Nangong Ruyue lightly struggled out of his grip: "I’ll go change."
Nangong Xu said nothing, watching her leave.
...
The wedding day drew nearer.
On the wedding day, Jian Yufei would leave London.
Thus, these days, whenever she had nothing else to do, she would take care of Nangong Wenxiang.
Nangong Wenxiang’s condition had stabilized, he had left the hospital and returned to his residence for recuperation.
Nangong Wenxiang was leaning against the headboard, having lost quite a bit of weight; he still couldn’t speak and was unable to move.
Jian Yufei sat by the bed, feeding him porridge.
Because his muscles were sowhat uncoordinated, he would spill half of the porridge while eating.
Jian Yufei wrapped a towel around his neck, caring for him ticulously.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, Jian Yufei gave him water through a straw.
Then she and Hardy the Butler helped him lie down and covered him with the blanket.
"Hardy, you can go about your duties, I want to talk to Grandpa privately," Jian Yufei said softly.
Hardy the Butler nodded and respectfully left.
The room was left with just Jian Yufei and Nangong Wenxiang.
"Grandpa, you know about Mom marrying Nangong Xu, right?" Jian Yufei looked at him and asked gently.
Nangong Wenxiang blinked; Hardy had already told him everything.
However, he showed no reaction upon hearing it.
Jian Yufei continued, "Nangong Xu will spare us for Mother’s sake; after they marry, I should leave. I probably won’t have the chance to visit you anymore, take good care of yourself. You know the family will inevitably fall into Nangong Xu’s hands; he is capable enough to manage it, so let him. Don’t cling too much to fa and fortune. Your health isn’t good, and you’re not young anymore; it’s ti to rest well and not worry about anything."
Jian Yufei ant every word sincerely.
Nangong Wenxiang had been too entwined with the family’s weight, losing too much in his life.
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The concubine overslept, hurried to type T-T
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