“Your Highness, this old monk congratulates you both on your marriage, wishing you a long life together and early offspring! However, there will be twists and turns in your relationship, and you will face trials. Remember to keep an open heart, go with the flow, and take a step back to see the broader perspective. Take care!” Master Kongling concluded and closed his eyes.
Long Junhao and Lan Lan exchanged a glance, then bowed to Master Kongling and took their leave.
Entering the main hall, they lit an incense stick and bowed three times to the Buddha statue, making a wish they held in their hearts. Lan Lan, a believer in gods and Buddhas, felt that many things were predestined.
After making her wish, she noticed Long Yi also praying devoutly with a blush on her face, seemingly lost in romantic dreams.
After donating incense money, they left the temple and returned to the Rui Wang Mansion as evening approached.
Getting off the carriage, they saw the steward Lin Bo waiting at the entrance, relieved to see them return.
“My little ancestors, the Emperor has already sent people three times to invite you to the reunion dinner!” Lin Bo said, quickly ordering servants to prepare hot water.
Long Junhao’s face darkened; they had forgotten about the New Year’s Eve reunion dinner. They rushed to wash and change into festive attire before heading to the palace.
Entering the imperial dining room, the royal family was already seated. Lan Lan felt embarrassed for making everyone wait while her cool-faced companion remained indifferent. Her great-grandfather smiled at her, but the Emperor looked displeased.
The others remained expressionless, their thoughts unreadable.
After paying their respects and sitting down, they heard the Empress’s warm yet reproachful tone: “Junhao, you’re not young anymore. How can you be so inconsiderate and make everyone wait on such an important holiday? You must be more mindful in the future, lest others say I haven’t properly guided you!” She deliberately glanced at Lan Lan.
