Chapter 139: Destroying Ye Anling’s Wedding

Ye Siyin sat beside Ye Chutang, noticing her dry heaving, and immediately a sense of doubt rose within her heart.

She didn’t show it, but asked with concern, “Eldest sister, are you alright? Why are you suddenly dry heaving? Should I ask the doctor to take a look?”

Her voice was loud, attracting the attention of many.

Upon hearing “dry heaving,” the first reaction of everyone was to wonder if Ye Chutang was pregnant.

Ye Chutang knew Ye Siyin was doing this intentionally.

She covered her mouth and nose, using a silver needle to block her sense of smell.

The feeling of nausea disappeared instantly, and she no longer felt queasy.

Ye Siyin’s noisy voice continued, “Eldest sister…”

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ye Chutang, using the motion of smoothing her chest, placed her little finger on her stomach and moved it upward.

“Vomit!”

She spit the unpleasant substance all over Ye Siyin, successfully shutting her up, and Ye Siyin screamed in shock as she jumped up.

“Eldest sister, what are you doing?”

Ye Chutang wiped her mouth with a silk scarf and rinsed her mouth with tea.

“I ate too much cold fruit just now, which upset my stomach. Throwing up made me feel much better. You should go change your clothes quickly so as not to affect the guests.”

Ye Siyin, almost sickened by the mess on her, was furious but couldn’t act out due to their status differences. She could only apologize to the guests.

“Apologies!”

After saying that, she quickly went to change clothes in the inner courtyard.

The guests, hearing Ye Chutang’s explanation, quickly dismissed any suspicions.

Because everyone had witnessed that she hadn’t stopped talking before the banquet began.

Old Madam Ye shot Ye Chutang an unhappy glance.

“Chuer, if you’re feeling unwell, go rest. Don’t disturb the guests.”

Before Ye Chutang could speak, Aunt Jiang quickly intervened.

“Old Madam, the eldest miss seems fine now. Please, go ahead and eat.”

She believed Ye Chutang was simply suffering from morning sickness!

Otherwise, why would she dry heave specifically when the steamed bass was placed in front of her?

To verify her guess, Aunt Jiang purposely moved the steamed bass closer to Ye Chutang.

Ye Chutang saw this and silently took note of it.

Old Madam Ye urged the guests to eat.

Aunt Jiang stood up and began serving tea to each table, playing the role of the host.

While Aunt Jiang was moving around, Ye Chutang discreetly placed a small pebble under her feet.

Aunt Jiang slipped and fell heavily to the ground, scraping her face.

“Ah, it hurts! My face!”

Looking at Aunt Jiang’s bloody face, Old Madam Ye felt a wave of dizziness.

“Someone, quickly help her up!”

Blood on the wedding day—how disgraceful!

After Aunt Jiang was helped away, Old Madam Ye looked at Ye Chutang.

“Chuer, go serve tea to the guests.”

Ye Chutang gently declined, holding her stomach, “Grandmother, I’m still feeling a bit unwell. I’m afraid that drinking too much tea might affect the guests.”

Hearing this, Old Madam Ye had no choice but to stand up and invite everyone to drink together.

Her seniority was high, so she didn’t need to serve tea personally. A single sip was enough to show respect.

The guests naturally didn’t mind, and the topic soon shifted to discussions about the head of the family.

Old Madam Ye didn’t hold back and directly mentioned that Ye Jingchuan intended to take a primary wife.

After all, the head of the family had to choose from among the daughters of these noble families.

Although Ye Jingchuan was a bit older, his high-ranking official position and the emperor’s favor meant he was still in demand. Some noble families with positions below the fifth rank were even considering him.

Those with higher official positions could marry secondary daughters, while those with lower ranks could marry the legitimate daughters.

Old Madam Ye seized the moment to mention Ye Anzhi’s marriage.

Though his reputation had tarnished, as the legitimate son, his wife’s son would still be the legitimate grandson.

As long as the legitimate grandson proved himself, he could one day become the head of the family!

Thus, Ye Anling’s wedding had turned into an impromptu selection event for both Ye Jingchuan and Ye Anzhi’s wives.

When Ye Siyin returned after changing her clothes, the luncheon was nearly over.

Her first glance was at Ye Chutang.

Ye Chutang appeared calm, eating slowly as if nothing was wrong.

Until the luncheon ended, Ye Siyin didn’t notice any further signs of Ye Chutang feeling nauseous.

She then decided that Aunt Jiang had been overthinking.

After the meal, Ye Jingchuan had a stage built in the front courtyard.

In North Chen, the separation between men and women wasn’t very strict, so watching a play together wasn’t a big deal.

Guests who weren’t interested in the play could chat and drink tea in the main hall and rear garden.

Ye Chutang, claiming to still feel unwell, headed to Ningchuyuan.

The moment she entered the room, she immediately used a silver needle to restore her sense of smell.

She knew very well that forcibly blocking her sense of smell could damage it, and the longer it lasted, the greater the harm.

“I need to use food therapy to ease the symptoms of morning sickness.”

After saying this, she entered the space and retrieved a few books related to pregnancy to read.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was dusk.

Ye Chutang instructed Dan’er and Le’er to pack the dried meat strips and told Jin Zhi to prepare for the play that would slap faces.

When she reached the rear garden, the sound of gongs and drums filled the air—De Gonggong had arrived.

He was dressed in a bright red wedding outfit and was escorted into the main hall by Ye Jingchuan.

“Wait a moment, Master De. My daughter will be there shortly.”

Ye Chutang looked at the pitiful bridal procession in the yard and suddenly felt that Ye Anling’s dowry was hardly impressive.

Accompanied by the song “Phoenix Seeks the Queen,” Ye Anling, dressed in wedding attire with a bridal veil, entered the main hall with the help of the matchmaker.

Behind her came the procession of dowry items.

De Gonggong, who had already heard that Ye Anling would bring 128 dowry items to marry him, was very pleased.

He and Ye Anling proceeded to present tea to Ye Jingchuan.

“Father-in-law, please drink this tea!”

Ye Jingchuan sat at the head of the table, looking at the two cups of tea being handed to him, feeling quite pleased.

The only person in this position who could share tea with Master De, aside from the emperor, was him!

With each cup of tea he drank, he handed a large red envelope to Master De.

“Ling’er, now that you’re married, you must temper your temper and show respect and love for your husband, understand?”

Ye Anling knelt and bowed, “Father, your daughter will follow your instructions!”

“Master De, if Ling’er is lacking in any way, please be patient with her.”

Master De slightly bowed, “Don’t worry, Father-in-law. I will treat Ling’er well.”

As long as Ye Anling remained obedient, he wouldn’t harm her.

Ye Jingchuan pretended to wipe away a tear, “It’s getting late. We should head to the palace to prepare.”

In order to show his favor to Master De, the emperor had arranged a banquet in the palace and would personally host the wedding.

Once the newlyweds left, the guests would have to present another gift to the palace to congratulate them.

Just as Ye Anling rose to leave with Master De, a furious shout suddenly came from the outer courtyard.

“These dowries are left by the late madam for the eldest miss! You’re not allowed to take them away!”

Hearing Jin Zhi’s voice, Ye Chutang’s lips curled into a smile.

The real drama was about to begin!