"What?! You want me to marry him, then I might as well think about it. I'm ugly, and I have no real talent. How can I really think that I am a Marquis for nothing?"
On the wedding night, Yu Ruyi raised her red hijab, and what came into view were the picturesque eyebrows, the smooth and white face, showing the sharp and cold handsomeness; the deep black eyes, with a charming color; the thick eyebrows, the high nose, and the beautiful lip shape, all exuded nobility and elegance.
"When you marry a chicken, follow the chicken. When you marry a dog, follow the dog. I will never let you be wronged."
