Chapter 244 — Entering the Door
Purple Streets of Chang'an · Page 4 of 4
"You are talking nonsense," a little girl's voice cried out sharply. "Third Cousin would never say such a thing! If you block my way again, I shall go and tell Second Uncle!"
"If Eldest Miss does not believe me, you may go and ask the heir yourself!" the serving woman said, unhurried and gentle. "How would this slave dare to lie to Eldest Miss's face!"
The little girl shrieked in displeasure, and someone came and pulled her away.
All around fell quiet once more.
Dou Yan could not help recalling the wedding of her former life.
From the moment she stepped down from the sedan chair, everything had been chaos, people everywhere. When the veil was lifted, her first impression was not of what the bridegroom looked like, but of Wei Wan's voice, severe and tinged with fault-finding. After Wei Fan went to toast the guests, the Wei family's aunts and uncles had picked her apart from head to toe before finally dispersing.
She had thought all weddings were like that.
Only later, after she had seen enough of such things, did she learn that some families still observed the ancient rites: before the two families formally acknowledged one another, the bride was to remain alone in her bridal chamber.
At the time she had envied them.
She had thought only a wedding like that could be called solemn.
Did this count, then, as a good beginning?
She wondered who that little girl was in the Song household.
The composure of that servant woman had left a deep impression on Dou Yan.
A person like that, now, could be put to use!
She was still turning it over in her mind when the door creaked open and Sulan slipped in, bright with excitement.
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