Mu Yeli is truly handso.
Standing quietly here, the nobility has already filled the venue, making it feel as if one is not watching a wedding but an old movie with a rich flavor.
The handso male lead reminds people of a young General heading to the battlefield, the dark knight who would defend the princess at all costs, and the Prince with noble blood by birth.
Jiang Hanya looked over and unknowingly took two steps forward.
Really, so handso, so captivating, making people involuntarily watch him, their hearts already pounding.
However, at this mont... soone said, "Wow, the bride is here, so beautiful."
The music inside suddenly changed.
Music as grand as the entrance of a female lead began to play.
Behind, Ye Ning wore a long white wedding dress, not pure white, appearing more like languid clouds, supporting the peerlessly beautiful Fairy, slowly walking, with her veil lightly covering her dreamlike and enchanting face.
Behind, Lin Yuying was holding a bouquet, looking almost like a flower girl.
In a brand-new outfit, dressed up, she seed completely different from usual.
In the crowd, Lin Siqing watched her, growing increasingly mature, the beautiful girl seed like a budding rose, gradually emitting the fragrance of attraction.
Although under Ye Ning’s beauty, she appeared less prominent, she had a different flavor that couldn’t be ignored.
And at this mont, Ye Ning was inching closer to the front.
Everyone admired, feeling that this scene was more beautiful than any painting, wishing that the canvas could capture this mont, capturing the instant the female lead and male lead co together.
Ye Ning was so beautiful, the crown on her head made her seem like a Fairy entering the mortal world, falling to earth, united with the Prince, becoming his princess.
Like this, it made people feel regretful, feeling that no one in the world could match her beauty.
If not for Mu Yeli, indeed, no one could suit her.
Mu Yeli looked at her like that, extending his hand, and unknowingly took two more steps, holding her hand through the lace-embroidered gloves.
The people below exclaid.
"Wow, so beautiful."
"The bride is so, so, so pretty."
"What to do, just watching makes fall in love."
"First ti seeing such a beautiful bride, Mu Yeli is truly fortunate."
Jiang Hanya was just indulging in Mu Yeli’s charm, but imdiately saw Ye Ning, feeling jealous and gripping her hands.
Everyone is really easily influenced; she doesn’t feel at all that Ye Ning is that beautiful, isn’t it just the clothes accentuating it?
Since she learned about Ye Ning, she kept hearing people praise her beauty.
How could she be truly that beautiful?
Saying it too much, it changes the flavor.
Three people beco a tiger, one says it, two say it, say it enough, and doesn’t everyone think it’s beautiful?
Jiang Hanya dislikes these people exaggerating Ye Ning’s beauty.
Even if she’s prettier than ordinary people, it’s not that exaggerated, right?
And besides beauty, what else does she have?
And at this mont, above, Mu Yeli was already holding her hand.
The two held each other’s hands, gazing through the light veil, she smiled, feeling sweet.
At this mont, the priest in the back spoke softly.
In French, he softly said those llow vows, "Groom, do you wish to marry the beautiful Miss Ye Ning before you?"
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