The moonlight is bright, the falling leaves flutter down, resembling snow covering the world.
Beneath the Sacred Tree, fallen petals are scattered, while fireflies dance in the air.
With the joint efforts of Ma Muyang and Lao Ba, the wedding platform with nine steps has been decorated to look exquisite and beautiful.
As it turns out, these two had been called over by the Holy Grandmother to "work hard" ever since they arrived at the Saintess Palace, and they haven't had a moment's rest since.
"Sigh!"
Lao Ba sighed, perched on Ma Muyang's head on his two bird legs, and said, "I wonder when the bride and groom will finally arrive. I'm starving and just waiting for the feast to begin!"
"Could it be that the Holy Maiden plans to consummate the marriage with my family's Crown Prince before coming for the wedding?"
