"What engagement ceremony? Tell me, they, they..." Su Ziceng felt her own panic frightening the person in front of her, she took a deep breath, temporarily dispelling the chaos in her mind.
"You're referring to Count Pello and the Countess, their wedding is the day after tomorrow, starting at three in the afternoon. If you're looking for them, you can check the flower garden in the inner courtyard, where the couple is supposed to be supervising the venue setup today," said the staff member, just as the woman guest proceeded straight to the inner courtyard.
"What a strange guest," the staff member thought, looking at the ground, where a cluster of red roses had been scattered, the small buds not yet fully bloomed, tossed carelessly onto the floor. The woman guest was even stranger; she seemed eager to rush to the inner courtyard, yet she suddenly stopped as if afraid of something.
