Xueyao made her way downstairs and immediately regretted what she ever did. She paused at the chaos happening. She blinked her eyes several times, not believing this. She had to move out of the way quickly for a herd of servants carrying what seemed to be the longest train of flowers she had ever seen in her life to somewhere.
A few carried golden plates, jugs, cups, chairs and tables on their heads as Xueyao helped a few from losing their grip from those items.
She had to move under a train of decorations, exotic flowers, chairs and tables as Yin Hua stood in the center of everything, giving out firm orders, directions and zapping a few servants with her magic should they make any mistake.
Overwhelmed would be a very big understatement because they all agreed to do a very small wedding, one that will involve only a few people and not be some grand celebration as though she was becoming a member of their family.
