Su Yuejiao held back her tears as she sent Fengyu off to marry, even Feng Changqing, the seasoned general, grew sentimental. The Old Madam, Su Yuejiao, and Feng Changqing repeatedly told Fengyu to stay safe and well, still haunted by the distress of the wedding three years ago. Even with Xie Xun now ruling the empire, their hearts could hardly be at peace.
Fengyu understood her family's concern. With reddened eyes, she bid farewell to her family. As her tears threatened to spill, Su Yuejiao gently helped her wipe them away. "On this joyous day, be happy! No crying! Your grandmother and I will often visit you in the palace."
"Alright!" After bowing respectfully, Fengyu said her goodbyes. "Grandmother, Father, Mother, your daughter is leaving now."
"Go on, then!" The Old Madam waved her hand wistfully. Her granddaughter had grown up, was getting married, and had found a good match. She would pray to the gods for Fengyu's safety, blessings, and a life full of family and joy.
