Their second branch indeed planned to send people to assassinate Old Mu back then, but the problem is they only thought about it; the people they sent were called back just after leaving Capital City.
Of course, it’s not that the second branch wasn’t ruthless enough, but they knew the first branch would sooner or later take action against the third branch, so there was really no need to take that risk.
"I’ll tear you apart for your constant lies!"
Ever since Old Madam Luo died, she increasingly disregarded the First Madam.
So these two forr noblewon ended up brawling in the street.
First Madam Luo saw Luo Linhao on horseback and not letting anyone intervene while scolding, "Luo Linhao, you unfilial thing, your grandmother’s mourning period isn’t over yet, and you’re getting married. Aren’t you afraid of divine retribution?"
She thought, well, it’s already embarrassing, and since he won’t agree to let Old Master out, I’ll make sure he loses face as well.
"Oh, stop joking, will you?" Before Linhao could speak, Second Madam Luo said, "The third branch has already broken away from the family, it doesn’t even count as part of the Luo Family anymore, so why observe mourning? Besides, that dead old lady isn’t their actual grandmother, so they have no need for mourning!"
"You shaless thing, just like your delightful mother-in-law, you can’t stand others being well-off." The Second Madam, having been oppressed over the years, found relief in fighting with the First Madam each ti, grumbled again, "Your husband wants to pin the cri on you, yet you stupidly plead for him, you’re brain-sick!"
The two fought like mad, and even when soone ca to drag them away, they were still cursing.
This little episode didn’t have much impact on Luo Linhao.
Everything went smoothly on the way to the State Duke’s mansion.
Once it was the auspicious hour, the ceremony began...
After it concluded, Yang Xiayun was sent to the bridal chamber, while Luo Linhao went around to toast at each table, and casually told Old Mu about First Madam Luo’s comnts, only to find out Old Mu already knew.
He knew the second branch had withdrawn their people in ti; otherwise, how could he have spared the second branch?
After hearing that Old Mu was aware, Luo Linhao went to continue toasting with ease.
Yangyang sat at a table with the bride’s family, eating in boredom, his eyes wandering.
Lele, seeing his shifting eyes, knew he had mischief in mind.
"Got any ideas?"
"How about we don’t go back tonight?" Yangyang whispered to him with an arm around his shoulder, "I’ll take you to crash the bridal chamber later?"
"That’s a great idea!" Lele laughed.
"Then you have to talk to Little Uncle, otherwise he’s certainly not going to let the two of us stay here."
"That’s doable." Lele chuckled.
Who knows what Lele really said to Yang Qingtong, but after the banquet, Yang Qingtong was sent back by the State Duke’s people, while the two remained in the mansion.
"You go up first!" urged Yangyang within the State Duke’s mansion.
"But I’m afraid of heights!" Lele looked at the ladder before him, feeling daunted. "Why don’t we just stay below or go beneath the bed? There’s no need to go to the roof!"
"Under the bed is easier to be discovered." Yangyang thought for a mont and said, "How about you go under the bed, and I’ll go to the roof?"
"Alright, let’s do that!"
"Just don’t get discovered by Little Aunt."
"I won’t!"
Once Lele pushed open the door to the bridal room, Yangyang quietly climbed up to the roof, lifted a tile, and waited with a grin for Luo Linhao to enter.
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