Shen Lang looked up and asked suspiciously, "Why would I regret it?"
Qing Mei fell silent, merely pressing his lips together tightly.
*
*
「The imperial wedding.」
Yu Ge donned the elegant and stately court robes of an Empress and the phoenix crown. Amidst everyone's envious gazes, she entered the Imperial Palace and saw the peerless young man who stood above all others.
Jiang Yu had been waiting in Fengtian Hall since early on. When he saw the woman approaching gracefully, his heart thrilled with excitement, but he could not let any obvious emotion show.
After all the ceremonies were completed, it was time for the palace banquet.
Qing Mei remained expressionless throughout. As he led Shen Lang into the hall, he unsurprisingly drew the attention of everyone present.
'Such a peerlessly beautiful, devastating femme fatale is a rare sight in the world. Why is she with the Prime Minister?'
'No one had ever heard that the Prime Minister had taken a wife…'
