Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Doctor Sikong was avoiding the people who were rushing him to get married.

Tang Mo’er’s eyes lit up. “Doctor Sikong, may I know, what is your ideal type?”

This again? Sikong furrowed his brows.

“Ha, I’m just asking since I know many single and eligible girls. I can help to look out for Doctor Sikong’s type.”

Tang Mo’er really felt tempted on behalf of all unwed women. Sikong was personable and charming, he really was an eligible bachelor. At such a young age, he was already a renowned doctor, receiving the title of ‘legendary doctor’. Being the second young master of the Guding Castle, he was free of scandals and even had an entire family rushing him to get married. These were all plus points. If anyone were to marry Sikong, there wouldn’t be any sort of homewrecker drama at all, she was sure to be blissful.

“…”

Sikong didn’t really react to her words, he just replied politely, “Miss Tang, thank you for your kind intentions. I’ll take my leave first.”

His personal assistant opened the back door and Sikong got in the car. The Land Rover just sped away like that. Tang Mo’er stood alone on the spot, she could only watch as the car just sped away.

Sikong was full of strengths, however… he really was a tough nut to crack. He seemed to not have even a bit of interest in women at all.

Sigh, what a pity.

…

Tang Mo’er returned to the West Palace and she was preoccupied with many errands since Lu Yeming was getting married soon.

On the day of the wedding, the entire West Palace was resplendent in grand decorations and the place was covered in red carpet. Tang Mo’er pushed the door open and stepped inside the room. “Yeming, are you ready?”

Lu Yeming stood beside the windows while Fan Men was beside him, reporting something to him. Once Fan Men heard the sounds, he quickly moved aside and made way.

Hearing her voice, Lu Yeming lifted his eyes. He wore a black suit, his facial features just like a perfectly crafted artwork, he was simply charming.

“Sister,” he greeted her as he strode over.

“Yeming, it’s your wedding tonight. You’re still busy with something?”

“I wasn’t,” Lu Yeming replied and his gaze was tender, “I was just informing Fan Men that according to the traditions, I’ll be taking Ruge with me into the Palace tomorrow morning.”

The Palace?

Tang Mo’er knitted her brows, slightly worried. “Is it going to be dangerous there in the Palace?”

Lu Yeming remained composed. “No, you don’t need to worry, Elder Sis.”

“Mm.” Tang Mo’er nodded, her eyes crinkled into a smile. “Yeming, congratulations on your marriage!”

Looking at her, the corners of Lu Yeming’s lips raised. “Elder Sis, it’s time to change.”

“Change?” Tang Mo’er looked at her own outfit. She was wearing the black fishtail dress Feng Lingxue customized for her, her wavy hair let down with her ravishing face. As the elder sister of the groom, she gave herself a perfect score for tonight.

“Yeming, am I embarrassing you by dressing like this?”

“No, I prepared another gown for you, you can wear both gowns interchangeably.”

…

Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao squabbled as they went into their respective rooms. Since Ye Ruge was his duchess, she wore a red wedding robe and since Ah Xiao was a consort, she could only wear a pink wedding robe.

The pink wedding robe fitted Ah Xiao perfectly, her face was youthful like a freshly-bloomed flower.

Two maids instantly flattered her, “Wow, you’re really stunning.”

“That’s right, you’re just like a fairy that descended from the heavens.”

“West Duke is marrying two wives tonight. I’m sure that West Duke will come to your room tonight for the wedding night.”

Ah Xiao was feeling smug, she had confidence in herself. At 18 years old, she was younger and more youthful than Ye Ruge. It was said that powerful men enjoyed girls like her. She had her own ways too, so long as West Duke entered her room, she could make him not want to leave.

Though she was only a consort, she wanted to be the one who was most doted on.

“Where is the West Duke?” Ah Xiao asked.

“Consort, the West Duke’s entertaining the guests downstairs.”

Ah Xiao pushed the room door open, peeking outside. The guests were all gathered downstairs and they were all of distinguished status.

She spotted a tall figure in the crowd. Lu Yeming stood under a crystal tree, the bright lights shining down on him. His side profile was perfect, exuding a dignified aura that made one’s heart flutter.

Lu Yeming stood there with the Silver Mask King, Xuan Ying beside him, their heads low as they had a discussion.

Xuan Ying lifted his eyes, looking at that stunning figure not too far away. Feng Lingxue had also come.

Like a lovesick fool, Ah Xiao fixed her gaze on Lu Yeming. The thought of this dignified man pinning her down underneath of him, doing those intimate things just made her feel like she was going to lose strength all over.

“Do you think… West Duke has any experience?” Ah Xiao asked with a soft voice.

The maid blushed and she promptly replied, “West Duke doesn’t have a single concubine in the West Palace, I don’t think he has any experience.”

Hearing this, Ah Xiao’s eyes lit up. Great, she was going to become his first woman tonight!

Ah Xiao then spotted a familiar figure, it was Jun Xiqing.

“Hey, isn’t this Sister Qingqing? Sister Qingqing, I’m already the West Duke’s consort, aren’t you going to congratulate me?”

Jun Xiqing’s gaze landed on Ah Xiao’s face before the corners of her lips kicked up. She would definitely take revenge for Ah Da by claiming Ah Xiao’s life. It was only a matter of time.

And also… West Duke!

Lowering her lashes, she told herself, she was all by herself and to fight against the West Duke was practically throwing straws against the wind.

She could only leave this place for now.

She had been waiting for this wedding date to arrive. Tonight was her golden opportunity.

“Please make way.”

A few maids walked over, carefully hanging a gown up before leaving.

Ah Xiao instantly gasped. What did she just see?

It was a pink princess dress, fully embellished with pearls and stunningly beautiful.

Oh god, it was beautiful.

Ah Xiao had never seen such a beautiful princess dress before. If she were to put it on, she would be the most gorgeous woman on earth. She would be able to make West Duke head over heels for her.

“Go and get that princess dress for me, I want to wear that!” Ah Xiao ordered the two maids beside her.

“This…” The two maids deliberated over her order. “Did West Duke prepare this princess dress for you?”

Jun Xiqing looked at the princess dress, it was fully handmade and the pearls embellished on it were sparkling. It was definitely very expensive.

This must be a masterpiece of Master Ahma.

Who did West Duke custom-make it for?

The answer was obvious, it was custom-made for Sister Mo’er. This princess dress was made according to Sister Mo’ers measurements. Sister Mo’er was an ethereal beauty and she had always loved the color pink.