Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 384 - 383: Livening Up the Festivities

In the book "Concubine’s Favor", it mentions that the State Preceptor is wealthy, the rest she had forgotten.

Seeing the Little Fairy worried about money, she naturally mentioned it.

Lu He sat beside them, her head covered with a red cloth, unable to see the faces of the young girls, though from their tone and conversation, she could imagine: "Qinglian is the Thirteenth Princess, with a beautiful forehead and moth-like eyebrows, her eyes expressive and enchanting. The future Prince Consort is bound to be a dragon among men, he will buy you whatever you want."

Qinglian stuck her tongue out, appearing a bit shy, and ran behind Ye Zhi giggling: "Yes, yes, he must be rich and take me to eat lots of delicious food."

She was the same age as Ye Zhi, both possessing different kinds of beauty, standing together, they were very pleasing to the eye.

Ye Zhi suddenly recalled her purpose in coming here, turned around to ask Qinglian: "Didn’t you say you came to make mischief at the bridal chamber? How exactly do you plan to do that? It seems the groom isn’t even here."

Huanhuan stepped forward: "Yeah, isn’t making mischief in the bridal chamber supposed to involve the groom?"

The three young girls got along well with Sister Lu He and were quite close.

At the same time, attending a good friend’s wedding for the first time, they had no idea where to start with the legendary "bridal chamber mischief".

The Ye Family brought Yun Xiu over, happened to overhear the tail end of their conversation, and slowly walked in, crossing the threshold into the room.

She shouted: "You three stop causing chaos here, little girls, why are you mimicking others making mischief in the bridal chamber?"

Bridal chamber mischief is meant to break the ice for the newlyweds, making things easier for the whispered conversations in the curtained bed at night.

It also helps the bride to shed the fears and anxieties of the wedding night.

There’s always a hint of "naughty" in it.

The Ye Family would not allow the three young girls to learn such behaviors.

Ye Zhi didn’t understand: "Mother, from what I’ve read in storybooks, I sort of know it involves making Brother Zhao drink, why can’t we make mischief? It’s to add some fun for Sister Lu He."

"We can even set up obstacles for Brother Zhao to pass through," Qinglian, influenced by Ah Zhi and Huanhuan, had also taken a liking to reading storybooks, learned a lot, and discovered many things.

The three formed a tight-knit group of little friends, how could Huanhuan not be involved?

She agreed with the two: "It seems there’s also a part where Brother Zhao has to kiss Sister Lu He in public?"

The Ye Family gently massaged her forehead, thinking the young girls were getting too lively, which wasn’t always a good thing.

Lu He probably knew a thing or two, worried they might make things difficult for Zhao Jun, spoke up to stop them: "Don’t trouble him, he just recovered from an injury, he can’t drink or practice martial arts."

This meant that drinking and setting up obstacles were out of the question.

Ye Zhi looked disappointed: "I wanted to spar with Brother Zhao, I’ve been diligently practicing the Luoyan Spear recently, but haven’t found a suitable opponent."

Lu He chuckled, so that’s how it was, though her expression was hidden by the red cloth, from her tone, one could guess she wore a look of regret.

She suggested: "You could let Huanhuan accompany you, she’s your senior sister, you’ll have plenty of practice opportunities."

Ah Zhi’s spear technique was superb, advancing fiercely, retreating quickly. Like a white serpent spitting its tongue, or a dragon emerging from the water.

On the day of the wedding, for the groom to bleed from an injury was truly unfortunate.

The Ye Family’s gaze was coolly fixed on her youngest daughter: "How about I practice the spear technique with you instead?"

Everyone present knew well enough that the Ye Family knew nothing of martial arts.

Saying those words was clearly a pointed remark.

Ye Zhi felt her mother’s piercing gaze from behind, causing her heart to race, she dared not offer any more suggestions.

The Ye Family paused.

Finally, she tapped her little daughter’s forehead with her finger: "I know your capabilities all too well, Ah Jun was previously injured; the Divine Doctor warned that martial arts should not be used unless absolutely necessary. If you insist on sparring on the wedding day and something happens, what would you say to Sister Lu He then?"

Ye Zhi realized, pouted her lips with a hint of grievance: "Sister Lu He, I’m sorry."

The young girl’s gentle and coquettish tone filled the entire room.