Beichen Shixi kissed her eyes, then pulled the quilt over her body, and then fell asleep next to her.
The effects of alcohol are beginning to take effect...
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The next morning, Ning Ziqi was sleeping deeply. Several servants called her several times by the bedside until they woke her up.
Ning Ziqi frowned and rubbed her eyes with her hands, her thoughts still a little blurry.
"Young mistress, it's time to get up!" the servant called softly from the side.
Then, Ning Ziqi was helped up by them.
When her feet touched the ground, Ning Ziqi remembered that the restraints on her feet were gone.
She turned her head and looked towards the bed. Beichen Shixi had already disappeared.
It's only six o'clock in the morning...
By the way, she remembered that yesterday he said that today was her wedding to him.
The servant brought a pair of scissors and cut the rope off Ning Ziqi's hand. She paused.
"Young mistress, go wash up first. The stylist is already waiting downstairs." The servant reminded in a low voice.
Ning Ziqi nodded as if she understood, and dragged her still-conscious body into the bathroom. After washing up, Ning Ziqi was pulled aside by the makeup artist before she could eat anything.
The makeup artist said that she had to take care of her skin first, so Ning Ziqi was forced to lie down on the recliner.
Then, the female makeup artist applied a cool mask on her face...
"The skin will be well-prepared, and the makeup will fit better. Madam, be patient, and you will be the most beautiful bride today." Seeing that Ning Ziqi seemed a little impatient, the female makeup artist explained patiently.
Listening to her words, Ning Ziqi suddenly thought of someone.
Wen Chengqian also likes to do these things, and he also told her that her skin must be taken good care of to get better...
Finally, when the time came for the mask on her face, the makeup artist helped her wash it off, but gave her another thin sheet mask.
Ning Ziqi had no choice but to put on a facial mask.
After doing this, they also gave her post-care and applied some clearer cream.
Then, with the help of the servants, Ning Ziqi changed into the light purple wedding dress that she had missed once...
Ning Ziqi stood in front of Ning Ziqi with her long skirt resting on the ground. She seemed to feel more at ease now than last time.
In my heart, I also have an uneasy feeling of actually getting married.
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After all the makeup and hair were done, it was already ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun outside was a bit dazzling.
Ning Ziqi looked at herself in front of the mirror, with exquisite light makeup and slightly curled hair. Part of it was tied up and part of it was playfully scattered on her chest.
There were some noises outside. Ning Ziqi carried her wedding dress and walked to the door to take a look.
Rows of black cars were parked outside the villa. Each car was decorated with many red flowers and ribbons...
It's the same as the wedding in Ning Ziqi's imagination...
The groom came in a car decorated with flowers and picked up the bride from her parents' home.
It's just that she doesn't have a natal family...
Beichen Shixi walked out of the car in a handsome black dress, holding a purple bouquet in his hand.
He has a handsome face and is full of energy.
Holding a bouquet, she strode towards Ning Ziqi.
"Take it!" He stuffed the bouquet into her arms. Ning Ziqi took the bouquet. Is this the bride's bouquet?