Prince Shun's Mansion was decked out in lanterns and colored banners, a joyous sight met the eye in every direction as guests kept arriving in droves.
Even though Dugu Wu was now half-disabled, Emperor Yongye still held him in high esteem, and there were no lack of people coming to curry favor with him.
"Prince, can you manage even the slightest smile? We are here for a happy occasion, not a funeral."
Feng Bailing rubbed his temples somewhat exasperatedly. Though the man next to him was dressed in festive finery, his expression was far from celebratory.
"These people are too noisy."
Dugu Wu pinched the bridge of his nose. He least liked attending these so-called joyous affairs, but today he was the marriage witness. He had no brotherly affection towards Dongfang Yong, purely feeling that, for Feng Bailing's sake, he should ease the relationship with Dongfang Yong, and that was why he agreed to come out and greet the guests.
