Song Yanqing and Xie Ruilin embraced each other for a long while.
From outside the door came a hurrying voice, "Young Master, the wedding feast has already begun, the Master and Madam are urging you to hurry over."
Reluctantly letting go of Xie Ruilin, Song Yanqing said, "I'll go entertain the guests first. I've ordered the servants to send some food over to you later; don't starve yourself. Wait for me tonight, I'll come over."
"Okay." Xie Ruilin obediently complied.
Then Song Yanqing left.
At the doorway, Song Yanqing's attendant Mu Dong anxiously said, "After hearing that you entered the bridal chamber, the Master and Madam came directly to the concubine's room, and they were furious."
"I know." Song Yanqing was unconcerned.
He was about to take Mu Dong to greet the guests and offer them drinks at the feast.
"Stop!" Song Yuanzhong called out to him from the inner room.
Song Yanqing halted in his steps and paid his respects, "Father."
