"To the red wedding attire, Beichen, congratulations to both of you."
Mo Yunjue walked slowly to the presence of Baili Hongzhuang and Emperor Beichen, observing their affectionate appearance. A touch of melancholy flickered in his deep eyes.
"Thank you."
Emperor Beichen arched his hand, knowing that Mo Yunjue was the only one who truly saw through his act of being drunk yesterday. However, Mo Yunjue had never revealed it to anyone.
Because Mo Yunjue himself was also drinking.
Even now, after Mo Yunjue had married Hongzhuang, he still hadn't let go of his feelings for her.
Emperor Beichen could clearly see this.
Regardless, he considered himself the victor in this affair of the heart.
He genuinely admired Mo Yunjue for his character.
Now, he only hoped that Mo Yunjue could come to terms with everything, let go, and they could become great friends.
Baili Hongzhuang's face was filled with a gentle smile. She didn't overlook the melancholy in Mo Yunjue's eyes and was grateful for all the support and help he had given her.
If possible, she truly wished for Mo Yunjue to find his happiness.
A good man like him deserved to find a woman who loved him wholeheartedly and live a happy life.
"Yunjue, Ziran and the others are completely drunk, but you seem unharmed," Baili Hongzhuang said with a smile.
Hearing her words, Mo Yunjue faintly smiled. "They weren't aware of the true strength of that wine. That's why they suffered."
Shangguan Yingying glanced at Mo Yunjue, silently lamenting that he was also a remarkable figure, but unfortunately, he met Emperor Beichen.
"I'm here today to bid you farewell. There are still many matters I need to attend to in Shitian Tower. I've spent quite some time outside these days, and if I don't return soon, there might be complaints from my subordinates." Mo Yunjue spoke slowly.
Both Baili Hongzhuang and Emperor Beichen were taken aback. They had expected Mo Yunjue to stay a few more days in the Tian Gang Sect like Wen Ziran and the others. They couldn't find the right words to persuade him to stay.
Perhaps, having Mo Yunjue stay here longer would be torment for him. The only thing they could hope for was that when they met again in the future, they could maintain a good friendship.
"Make sure to visit often when you have the chance," Baili Hongzhuang nodded. "We will have many opportunities to meet again."
Mo Yunjue nodded in agreement. "Then, I will take my leave now. We'll have plenty of chances to see each other in the future."
Before leaving, Mo Yunjue gazed deeply at Baili Hongzhuang, as if wanting to imprint her image completely in his heart.
Even though Baili Hongzhuang had married someone else, in his heart, she would always be that ray of sunshine.
Baili Hongzhuang and Emperor Beichen watched the gradually receding figure of Mo Yunjue, their hearts filled with complex emotions.
Emperor Beichen quietly held Baili Hongzhuang's hand and said, "Yunjue is a broad-minded person. I believe the next time we meet, things will be much better."
Baili Hongzhuang nodded slightly, her eyes revealing a tinge of guilt. She truly didn't want to hurt Mo Yunjue, but circumstances had turned out this way.
...
When Wen Ziran woke up from his drunken stupor three days later, he was completely bewildered. He thought it was only the second day after Emperor Beichen's wedding, but was ruthlessly informed of the painful reality by Shangguan Yingying.
Amongst everyone, he was the last one to wake up, and Emperor Beichen and Baili Hongzhuang had already made a trip to the Wujin Palace after seeing him still unconscious for so long.
After all, Baili Hongzhuang was the junior palace lord of the Wujin Palace, and her marriage was such a significant event that she needed to return there.
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