Zhao Youwen quickly led his men away. The Yunlai wedding procession on the opposite side, not daring to withdraw, had no choice but to set up camp a little further away.
Once the surroundings were clear, Meng Fang walked up to the carriage and whispered, "Princess, it has been half a month. Must we continue to wait?"
Inside the carriage, Baili Rushu’s gaze softened at these words, while the resolve she held within her heart nearly crumbled in that instant.
Chapter 855