Su Wanshan knew that his young woman had no heart for competing. So he and his son would live a simple life.
A servant came to report that the palace had already sent someone to fetch her.
Su Wanshan looked at the sedan chair carried by four people, and his heart felt even more uncomfortable, knowing his young woman would never have the chance to sit in a grand sedan carried by eight.
The dowry for a concubine could consist of only three boxes. They were packed full, filled with the most practical and necessary items.
Su Yuanyuan came out with a maroon veil over her head. She was helped into the sedan chair by Cui Shanggong.
If it were someone else's family, there would definitely be a lot of fanfare and excitement. Only in the Su Family's household, the courtyard was quiet and deserted.
Although the Su Family was not the most prominent, it should not have been this way.
The residence was a bestowed reward. Naturally, the neighbors were also officials.
