Niu Pan’er looked at herself in the large copper mirror, feeling a bit dazed, not even knowing what the people around her were saying.
The woman in the mirror had long arms and legs, a slender and tight figure, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and lips that carried a light red hue. Her usually tanned skin, after special care these days, had lightened a bit, becoming very delicate.
Her usually tied-up long hair was now spread down her back, making the woman in the mirror appear less stern and heroic as usual, and more tender.
At this mont, she truly beca a bride-to-be, covered in a wedding gown, just waiting for the groom to arrive.
"Commandery Princess, should the waist of this be tightened a bit? You’ve slimd down, so it looks loose," the seamstress cautiously inquired.
Niu Pan’er snapped back to reality and nodded with a smile, "Then I’ll trouble you."
The seamstress quickly said, "It’s my duty to do so, it’s no trouble."
"Pan’er, are you inside?"
Niu Pan’er was just about to change out of her wedding dress when she heard the voice, so she replied, "Dad, I’m here, please co in."
Prince Dingbei strode in bravely, and Niu Pan’er erged from behind the screen, their eyes eting.
Prince Dingbei seed montarily stunned.
Was this his daughter?
"Dad?" Niu Pan’er felt a bit shy.
Prince Dingbei snapped back and, looking at the intricate wedding dress embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, suddenly felt his eyes heat up, "This wedding dress looks nice."
The daughter he held dearly had grown up and was now getting married, and he inexplicably felt reluctant!
The late Princess Dingbei: Oh please, calling it "held dearly" when she was left in the battlefield from a young age to observe the battles?
Song Zhiyuan: There’s no need for reluctance; staying at the husband’s house for a month is just a formality. Coming back with one or perhaps two kids would be a huge gain.
Niu Pan’er said, "Dad, shall I change out of this wedding dress and then talk with you? The seamstress ntioned making so alterations to the size."
"Mm. Go ahead, I’ll wait for you outside."
Niu Pan’er curtsied, turned around and went behind the screen again, and Prince Dingbei also left the room.
In no ti, Niu Pan’er had changed into casual clothes, her hair loosely tied at the back with a ribbon.
"Why are you wearing a dress?" Prince Dingbei asked, looking at her attire.
Niu Pan’er said, "I usually wear official or warrior attire. With the complex wedding dress dragging on the ground, I thought I’d better get used to it now since the wedding is soon."
Upon hearing this, Prince Dingbei sourly added, "When you were young and I wanted you to wear dresses, you wouldn’t. Now you’re willing to? Is it to let that guy see you can handle dresses too?"
"Can’t let the two families lose face," Niu Pan’er naturally didn’t agree.
Prince Dingbei snorted, "I’m not pleased. After raising such a nice cabbage, now it’s going to be eaten by a pig. Hmph, if that guy treats you badly, I’ll chop him."
Niu Pan’er disagreed, "You got it wrong."
Prince Dingbei: "..."
You see, what’s the use of raising a daughter? Once grown, she sides with soone else, and she’s not even married yet.
"Daughter, how about not getting married? Just return to the Northeast, and we can live a life of affection between father and daughter?"
Niu Pan’er walked a step behind him and said, "Sure, having kids isn’t a pleasant thing anyway; I heard it hurts a lot."
Getting married, whether marrying out or bringing the husband in, she’d have to bear the children herself anyway. Song Yulang couldn’t substitute for that.
Prince Dingbei: "..."
He was simply speechless.
Prince Dingbei glared unhappily, "No matter what I say, I can’t win against you. Let’s tidy up in a few days, and we’ll go to Songshan Temple to burn incense and light a lamp for your mother, and tell her you’re getting married."
"Are you sure we are still going to marry?"
"Get lost, get lost! You exasperating little girl, deliberately teasing your old father!!"
Niu Pan’er curled her lips and followed after him.
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