The Comeback of the Charming Farmer's Wife

Chapter 2473 - 52: The Wedding Substitution

Before Mu Huarong fell to the ground, her heart was filled with deep unwillingness. She had underestimated Mu Huaen.

This wasn’t poison, just a common sedative. Seeing the two of them collapse, Mu Huaen breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise she wouldn’t have been able to fight off two people alone.

Thinking this, she immediately left the outer room, confused as to why there was no one in her courtyard.

Just as she was about to open the outer door, a woman in white descended from the ceiling beam.

"Haha, what a fool. Luckily, I followed. Otherwise, today would have gone wrong again." The fool naturally referred to Mu Huarong.

"Who are you?" Mu Huaen was shocked, just about to shout when her neck suddenly hurt, and she fell unconscious.

"Who am I?" The woman in white squatted down, patted her face, and murmured, "I am an enemy of your Mu Family."

After saying this, she quickly stripped off her wedding dress and woke Mu Huarong.

"You fool, you couldn’t even replace Mu Huaen properly." The woman in white kicked her calf. "I’m telling you, if you make another mistake, the beggar’s den outside the city will be your grave."

Mu Huarong nodded woodenly.

Once Mu Huarong was dressed in the wedding gown and the veil was put on, the woman in white grabbed Mu Huaen and left through the window.

After the woman in white left, Huaen’s courtyard suddenly became lively.

"Miss, Miss, Young Master Ye Er has come with people for the wedding." Zhuaner’s voice finally called out.

Under the veil, a trace of jealousy flashed in Mu Huarong’s eyes. Even though she was now replacing Mu Huaen, she still felt jealous.

She didn’t speak, so Zhuaner assumed she was shy and didn’t suspect anything.

Outside the courtyard, Mu Niancheng and his group were blocking the door, with various challenges presented one after another.

It wasn’t until the wedding matron said delaying any longer would miss the auspicious time that Mu Niancheng let it go.

When a woman marries, her elder brother has to carry her out the door.

Then, she and the groom go together to bid farewell to their parents.

Mu Shaoling and Commandery Princess Dongyang sat high up, watching the procession as they entered, their hearts filled with indescribable joy.

"Carry her steadily, don’t drop her."

All the way, Ye Haoyang reminded Mu Niancheng several times. This kid had been cooped up in the herb house for years and didn’t pay much attention to exercise, so he was panting heavily after carrying the bride just a short distance, teetering all the way.

Several times, Ye Haoyang wanted to carry her himself, but he still refused.

"You, can you shut your mouth?" Mu Niancheng rolled his eyes, "Talking to you is distracting my energy."

"Heh..." Ye Haoyang gave him a sidelong glance. How stupid, talking can disperse energy? As they approached the threshold, he saw Mu Niancheng still looking up and hurriedly shouted, "Watch out for the threshold, the threshold..."

And then "bang..." Mu Niancheng tripped, and the bride was also thrown to the ground.

Mu Huarong cursed inwardly, utterly useless.

"Is Huaen alright?" Ye Haoyang quickly helped the bride up, and seeing there was still some distance to the high seat, he lifted her up in his arms himself.

Step by step, as Mu Shaoling on the high seat noticed the boy’s increasingly dark expression.

Anger welled up inside, could it be that this boy wasn’t happy with the marriage?

Of course, Dongyang noticed this too, pulling on Mu Shaoling to keep him from standing.

He had no idea what was on Ye Haoyang’s mind at this moment.

When they reached the high seat, Mu Shaoling heard another "bang..."

"Ye Haoyang, what are you doing?" It turned out that the bride had been thrown to the ground by him, intentionally, not accidentally.

Mu Shaoling yelled unhappily, "If you’re unwilling, we can call off this marriage. My daughter Mu Shaoling isn’t lacking suitors."