418: Chapter 418 Toasting

Meanwhile, Su Yingxue appeared to be focused on the two people performing the wedding ceremony on the stage, but in reality, her peripheral vision was sweeping across the entire venue.

She swept her gaze over King Feiyun and paused for a moment.

Then, she swept it toward Ziyi and paused for a moment as well.

Finally, she swept her gaze toward Mo Li and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Qiao Shiyu, who was beside her, leaned in and lowered her voice:

"Sister Yingxue, have you discovered something?"

Su Yingxue did not turn her head, continuing to look toward the wedding stage, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear: "Look at King Feiyun."

"What's wrong with her?"

"The way she looks at Husband is a bit off."

Qiao Shiyu was stunned for a moment, her gaze quietly drifting toward King Feiyun.

"For real?"

"Look further to the left; Ziyi is the same."

Qiao Shiyu quietly shifted her eyes again: "...It seems like she really is."

"And there's Mo Li, too."

"Eh~ Why is Senior Mo Li acting so well-behaved today? She's been staring at Husband the whole time."

Qiao Shiyu was silent for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth slowly curled up:

"Sister Yingxue, do you think they..."

"Hard to say."

"But you get the feeling that something is going on?"

Su Yingxue smiled slightly.

"Let's wait and see."

...

The ceremony concluded.

The emcee's high-pitched voice echoed throughout the courtyard:

"Escort the bride to the bridal chamber—!"

Ruozao was surrounded by servant girls as they walked toward the bridal chamber.

The Red Bridal Veil swayed slightly in the breeze, revealing a glimpse of her fair chin.

Lin Yun stood on the wedding stage, watching Ruozao's figure disappear, then turned and walked toward the guest tables.

The wedding banquet began.

Exquisite delicacies and fine wines were served like flowing water, filling the courtyard with fragrance.

Lin Yun held a wine cup, toasting table by table with a calm and proper demeanor.

The dignitaries of the Lingyuan Empire rose one after another to return the toast, their congratulatory words and laughter rising in succession.

Lin Yun responded with a smile, cup after cup, his expression as composed as ever.

After three rounds of drinks, he carried his wine cup to the main guest table.

King Feiyun and Ziyi were sitting at the same table, with an empty seat beside them that had originally been reserved for King Xuanyin.

At this moment, that empty seat looked particularly conspicuous.

Lin Yun walked to the table and raised his cup:

"Senior King Feiyun, Senior Ziyi, thank you both for gracing us with your presence."

King Feiyun picked up her wine cup and clinked it against his: "Congratulations."

Her voice was steady, and her expression was calm.

Ziyi also stood up with her wine cup, her movements graceful, carrying a polite smile: "Congratulations, Young Master Lin."

"Thank you, Senior."

Lin Yun tilted his head back and finished the wine in his cup.

The moment he set the cup down, his gaze swept across the faces of King Feiyun and Ziyi.

There was nothing unusual.

Both of them were poised and dignified, their smiles appropriate.

Yet, Lin Yun felt that something was not quite right.

He couldn't put his finger on that feeling.

The way King Feiyun looked at him was no different from before, and the tone of Ziyi's speech was as polite as always.

But Lin Yun's intuition was telling him something.

When these two people looked at him today, their gaze lingered just a little bit longer than before.

Just that little bit.

Short enough that if he hadn't been paying special attention, he wouldn't have noticed at all.

Lin Yun looked at the two of them again, but ultimately pushed that doubt aside.

Perhaps he was just overthinking it.

He bowed toward them again, turned, and walked toward the next table.

He hadn't walked many steps before a small figure cut in from the side, blocking his path.

Lin Yun looked down.

Mo Li was standing on tiptoes in front of him, holding a palm-sized wine cup in one hand and looking up at him with her little face.

"Lin Yun, I'll toast you a cup!"

Lin Yun smiled and clinked cups with her:

"You are too polite, Senior."

Up close, this little loli was indeed beautiful.

Her skin was white as snow, her brows and eyes sweet and clear.

Her little face was soft and plump, and her appearance was dainty and charming.

A pair of bright, watery eyes were staring at him without blinking, filled with undisguised curiosity.

Having seen so many gentle, cold, and alluring beauties, this kind of lively and spirited loli appearance really had a unique charm.

As Lin Yun thought this, he had already brought the wine cup to his lips and finished it in one gulp.

Mo Li also finished her cup, and the moment she set it down, she immediately took half a step forward.

"Hey, what exactly is going on between you and Xuanyin?"

"She told me just a few days ago that she wanted to stay a few more days, so why did she turn around and leave in such a hurry?"

"Did something happen between you two that I don't know about?"

A series of questions were thrown out like a chain of firecrackers, pelting Lin Yun's face.

Lin Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He knew it; this little girl's mind was entirely filled with gossip.

He set down his wine cup and spoke in a helpless tone:

"Senior, what could have happened? She had official business in the Tianlang Empire, so naturally, she went back."

"Impossible!"

Mo Li immediately shook her head, her cheeks slightly puffed out.

"With Xuanyin's personality, she wouldn't have left so hurriedly if there wasn't a reason."

"She promised me she would stay for two more days, and she never makes empty promises."

The little loli's eyes were wide and round, filled with investigation:

"Did she confess to you and get rejected? Or did you say something harsh and make her leave in anger?"

"No, no."

"Then why did she run?"

"I really don't know."

"You definitely know! You're just refusing to say!"

Lin Yun looked at her attitude of "I'm not leaving until you explain it clearly" and sighed helplessly.

After careful consideration, Lin Yun picked out the things he could talk about—their chance encounter in the corridor, the clash on the competition stage, and the solicitation at the wedding banquet—and explained them simply.

In any case, Mo Li had been present for most of these things originally, so there was nothing to hide.

As for the matter of the Void Realm peeping, he himself was completely unaware of it, so it was even less worth mentioning.

"Just this?"

"Just this."

After listening, Mo Li stroked her chin, looking thoughtful.

She had been gossiping about the business between Xuanyin and Lin Yun from beginning to end.

It was indeed like that.

But...

That's not right.

Would Xuanyin really run away in a panic over just this much?

That woman had been rejected to her face countless times before; when had she ever not turned around with a smile and acted like nothing happened?

Why did she run faster than a rabbit this time?

There must be something else.

Mo Li narrowed her eyes and scanned Lin Yun from head to toe once more.

But Lin Yun's expression was open and honest; he didn't look like he was lying.

She frowned, completely unable to figure it out.

Finally, she made a "tsk" sound and muttered:

"Forget it, I'll ponder it myself later."

After saying that, she raised her wine cup again: "Come, come, let's have another drink!"

Lin Yun couldn't help but laugh, and clinked cups with her again.

After finishing the drink, Mo Li finally let him go, waved her hand, and slipped away.

Lin Yun watched her hopping and skipping figure disappear into the crowd, shook his head with a smile, and turned to continue toasting.

...

The wedding banquet entered its liveliest phase, with guests clinking glasses and laughter filling the air.

The women of the Lin family also began to take action.

They had a clear division of labor, each locking onto their own target.

Su Yingxue carried a teacup, and with Hua Liuli and Shen Youqing in tow, walked unhurriedly toward the direction of the main guest table.

Her goal was very clear: King Feiyun.

Because the guests were toasting each other, some people had left their original seats to drink at other tables.

This main guest table already had quite a few empty seats.

Even Mo Li had run over.

Now, the three of them were sitting at the same large round table.