Zheng Liqi had not expected to be overshadowed by Leng Yu Yan at every turn on her wedding day.
Usually, during a wedding, even if the bride is not beautiful, guests would shower her with compliments or auspicious phrases.
But at this moment, although there were compliments, most were directed toward Ye Zhenyu.
Zheng Liqi maintained an appropriate smile on her face, but inwardly, she blamed all her displeasure from the day on Leng Yu Yan.
To be more beautiful than her was a sin!
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Eastern Palace.
Leng Yu Yan was personally packing the dried peach slices and peach jerky that had been prepared, filling two large glass jars, and then wrapping the rest in parchment paper.
She saw Xiaoshan passing by out of the corner of her eye and called out to him, "Come here."
Xiaoshan stuffed the seashell he'd been fiddling with into his belt and hurried over, "Does the Commandery Princess need help?"
Leng Yu Yan handed him one of the parchment packages, "This is for you to eat."
