e to his senses, Zhao Lesheng was gone."Squad leader."Ning Shu called out several times, but he had to keep moving because the passengers kept jostling him.Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed me....The man's hands were coarse and broad, with a faint layer of calluses. In contrast, the youth in his wedding attire had slender, fair fingers.

Ning Shu looked down at his face, her heart inexplicably feeling a warmth.

He never thought he would one day marry a man.

Everyone in the palace knew that the prince was getting married today. Red decorations were hung everywhere, celebrating the joyous occasion. However, the bride wasn't some wealthy heiress. It was Young Master Ning. Young Master Ning was handsome, and in his red wedding attire, his slender figure stood tall and proud, looking elegant and beautiful.an ever before.Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled, she felt Xie Wenqiu kissing her eyes, with a hint of warmth.He couldn't help but breathe slightly.Xie Wenqiu picked the person up, and Ning Shu shifted hi...