Can a System Have Bad Intentions? - Chapter 191

The auspicious day previously chosen by the Imperial Astronomer was delayed due to the eradication of the private army. It wasn’t until Qin Mo and Song Qingzhan returned to the capital that the Imperial Astronomer, under their covert pressure, quickly calculated that three days later would be a good day.

The wedding preparations had long been meticulously handled by Qin Mo’s elder brothers and sisters-in-law, all set for the auspicious day.

Even the parrot had been captured two days earlier by the Crown Prince and dyed a festive red!

Qin Mo set off from the Ninth Prince’s mansion, while Song Qingzhan departed from the Song family residence. Both groups headed grandly towards the Qiao Family Inn.

As soon as the Imperial Astronomer fixed the date, Madam Qiao took Lu Tang and Lu Shuqing to the Ministry of Household Affairs to register and change their names.

After the incident with Lu Deren, it was appropriate to change the sisters’ surname from Lu to Qiao. However, at that time, Madam Qiao was in no mood due to the mess Lu Deren had made of their inn, leaving her without the energy to handle such matters.

Now, with the wedding approaching, the sisters’ names needed to be entered into the groom’s family genealogy.

From now on, there were no Lu Tang or Lu Shuqing, only Qiao Tang and Qiao Shuqing.

As for the Qiao family’s genealogy, Madam Qiao would amend it after the wedding when she returned to Qingshui County.

Before dawn, Qiao Tang and Qiao Shuqing were urged by the joyous matrons to get up and wash.

Sitting on a bed covered in red silk, wearing a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robe, Qiao Tang was momentarily stunned.

She and her sister were both getting married on the same day.

Hopefully, it wouldn’t end up like that drama with Xiao Yanzi and Ziwei, where the brides were mixed up.

Under the bridal veil, Qiao Tang’s bright eyes drooped. Holding an apple in her hand, her thoughts were in disarray.

She thought about many things, but when she tried to recall, she couldn’t remember exactly what she had been thinking.

Just as she was feeling confused, the joyous matrons suddenly shouted, “The auspicious time has arrived~”

With this shout, Xu Shen entered Qiao Shuqing’s room, while Liang Cheng entered Qiao Tang’s room, carrying the two sisters out.

As Qiao Tang lay on Liang Cheng’s back, she felt a pang of sadness and suddenly wanted to cry. She tightened her grip around Liang Cheng’s neck.

Liang Cheng, carrying her, spoke, “Little Tang.”

“Hmm?”

“Do you remember the last time we delivered Shuqing’s dowry?”

Qiao Tang of course remembered. If it weren’t for that dowry delivery, they wouldn’t have encountered the bandits. If it weren’t for the bandits, she wouldn’t have met Qin Mo.

Carrying her, Liang Cheng choked up, “Time flies so fast.”

Last time, following Qiao Tang to deliver the dowry, he was happily thinking that if he were to marry Qiao Tang, he would circle Qingshui County with the bride price, making sure Little Tang had a grand wedding and became the happiest woman in Qingshui County.

In the blink of an eye, now he was carrying her to someone else’s sedan chair, letting her be someone else’s bride.

“Little Tang.”

“Hmm.”

“I passed the Western Mountain Camp exam a few days ago. I’ll be working there from now on.”

Liang Cheng initially wanted to say that if she ever felt wronged, she should come to him. But when the words reached his throat, he swallowed them.

He would rather Little Tang never come to him, meaning she would be happy and not wronged.

“Tell the Ninth Prince not to give me any special treatment.” He forcibly changed the topic.

Qiao Tang didn’t notice, just wiped her tears and hugged Liang Cheng’s neck, leaning on his back, “I’m really happy to have you all. I thought I was marrying far away, but since you all moved to the capital, it’s no different from marrying in Qingshui County.”

Xu Shen, Zhou Shu, and Guo Dawei had jointly opened a drama troupe. This troupe merged with the one owned by the Fourth Princess, becoming the first drama society in the capital.

This drama society was right across from the Qiao Family Inn, and any guests staying at the inn received free tickets.

From the inn’s guest rooms to the sedan chair downstairs, there was quite a distance, but Liang Cheng felt that he had hardly said anything when the sedan chair appeared in front of him.

His eyes stung with discomfort, but he held back his tears. His vision blurred slightly as he knelt and placed Qiao Tang into the sedan chair, his knees trembling.

Fortunately, Zhou Shu reacted quickly, supporting him.

Xu Shen glanced over.

When Xu Shen was carrying people earlier, he had suggested that Guo Dawei should do it instead, fearing Liang Cheng’s emotional turmoil.

Liang Cheng had only said he wanted to give himself closure.

The bride entered the sedan chair, and the suona sounded. The sedan chair was lifted steadily and headed towards the Ninth Prince’s residence amidst the lively wedding procession.

The entire capital’s populace had never seen such a grand wedding.

The escort party consisted of six princes and six princesses.

Riding on tall horses, the twelve of them wore festive attire, followed by a thousand elite cavalrymen from the Imperial Army.

Qin Mo had been waiting at the door for a long time. If it weren’t for the rules and etiquette restraining him, he would have gone to fetch Qiao Tang himself.

“They’re coming, they’re coming!”

Someone in the crowd shouted, and firecrackers exploded in a loud roar.

Qin Mo, having experienced countless dangers in the army, had never felt as nervous as he did now, his hands trembling.

The Eighth Prince, being single and therefore not part of the escort, stood beside Qin Mo to assist with any unexpected situations.

Seeing his brother’s shaky hands, the Eighth Prince reminded him, “Calm down, don’t miss your shot. Your bride is inside.”

Qin Mo was already nervous, and his brother’s words made his hands tremble even more.

The sedan chair slowly stopped.

The joyous matrons stood in front of the sedan chair and shouted, “The bride has arrived~”

With that shout, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted. Simultaneously, Qin Mo’s arrow shot towards the sedan chair.

Bang!

The arrow nailed the lifted curtain to the top of the sedan chair.

The Eighth Prince heaved a sigh of relief, inwardly cursing the ancestor who set this ridiculous tradition, then nudged Qin Mo, “Go fetch your bride.”

He pushed Qin Mo forward, still glancing warily at the arrow, worrying if he might miss his shot when his time came.

Qin Mo’s mind went blank.

Being pushed by the Eighth Prince, he walked forward. Amidst the noisy surroundings, he could hear nothing but see Qiao Tang sitting in the sedan chair.

Huh?

Why was she wearing a skirt?

As his mind cleared, Qin Mo’s steps faltered. He looked at the joyous matron beside him, quickly licking his lips, “Is this a mistake?”

The joyous matron was taken aback.

Today, the Qiao family married off two daughters, but each sedan chair had its own matron and maids, and she had been with this sedan chair the whole time.

“Your Highness, there is no mistake. Please help the bride out of the sedan chair.”

Qin Mo frowned.

No mistake?

Then why was Little Tang wearing a skirt?

Was it for his sake? To avoid people gossiping about him marrying a …