Prime Minister's Mansion, Song Ci's face was frozen from smiling, almost shutting down on the spot.
The major socializing in the back courtyard is truly not for humans. Staying in a group of women, where each says something different, tests not only your language skills but also your memory. Otherwise, if someone says east and you respond west, wouldn't that be embarrassing?
More so, this is her own stage, and it's a time for festivities. People are here to celebrate and drink wedding wine, so it's not polite to treat them with a cold face.
Therefore, Song Ci feels extremely tired, weary from fake smiling.
"The bride is about to enter."
The sudden announcement sounded like music to Song Ci's ears; she couldn't help but feel delighted that she could finally take a break.
"Let's all go watch the ceremony," Song Ci took the initiative to invite the attending Madams and gentlewomen.
Everyone stood up with smiles, offering a few words of congratulations at the appropriate moment.
