Feng Xingwu covered his head and couldn't see clearly in front of him. Feeling something strange about him, he wanted to take off the hijab and take a closer look.
"Don't move!" Feng Yelin quickly stopped her and said softly: "Brother is fine!"
Three simple words, but different from the gloominess of the past few days, Feng Xingwu faintly heard the excitement in his voice.
However, since he said it was okay, she felt relieved and did not ask any more questions.
Feng Yelin's torch-like eyes were locked tightly on the groom's face, and her bright black eyes were as bright as water with joy.
Entering the wedding hall, Xingxing walked to him, let go of Xingxing's hand, and suddenly hugged him.
The almost inaudible voice was full of joy and emotion: "It'll be good to come back! It'll be good to come back!"
Feeling Feng Yelin's relief, Ou Peiwen pursed his lips tightly.
Although he didn't speak, his amber eyes were filled with glaze-like water, expressing his same excitement and joy.
The wedding ceremony went very smoothly.
Seeing Feng Xingwu and Ou Peiwen enter the bridal chamber amidst blessings, Feng Yelin was really relieved.
Later, when Xingxing discovers that the groom is the person she misses day and night, she will be so surprised that she cries!
But no matter what, my dear one can come back, even if it hurts and even if I cry, I am still happy!
Feng Yelin raised a glass and drank a drink by himself, the smile on his lips was filled with joy and a bit of bitterness.
Because, he missed his lover!
If he can, he is willing to use everything to exchange for her back!...
"The Crown Princess has arrived!"
Following a chorus from outside the palace, the cup in Feng Yelin's hand fell with a clang on the table.
"Prince, are you okay?"
The old prime minister Mo Lingfeng on the side saw Feng Yelin suddenly lost his mind and expressed concern.
Feng Yelin thought he was hallucinating, so he looked at Mo Lingfeng in a daze and asked, "Old Prime Minister, who was reported just now?"
Mo Lingfeng smiled kindly: "Crown Princess!"
Feng Yelin's miserable heart was stung severely, and he smiled sadly: "Crown Princess?! Whose Crown Princess?"
Mo Lingfeng pursed his lips and smiled, pointing outside the hall: "Look!"
Feng Yelin looked along his hand and saw a pink shadow.