The weather in the Capital was not particularly cold in September, and the sun remained bright in the sky. Yet, the people crowding the main street couldn't help but rub their arms and shrink their necks, watching the scene unfold.
On the day of the Crown Prince's wedding, the street in front of the Chengyuan Marquis Manor was bustling with activity. When the Eastern Palace carriages arrived today, many idlers had poked their heads out to watch. They hadn't expected that instead of the customary throwing of sweets and coins, they would witness such a dramatic spectacle.
Sensing a sudden surge of murderous intent beside her, Lin Jingyue cast a soothing glance at the Crown Prince before turning to look at the bedraggled scholar. He wore tattered clothes and walked with a limp, but his eyes glowed with fervor as he approached.
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