Wuyou smiled and then turned his head to Prince An. They had been married in name for many days, but they had been busy and had never really met Prince An. At this glance, he met Prince An's eyes looking at him, full of shock and surprise. So many emotions surged in those eyes, which were so complicated that it was difficult to see through.
It turned out to be you, it turned out to be you.
This sentence came to both people's minds at the same time.
When the old prince saw that the two people kept looking at each other, neither moving nor speaking, he pushed Wuyou and said, "Go quickly. Qian'er will come to me in a while to ask for someone. My old man doesn't want to make people uncomfortable."
Zi Qian was the first to react, and saw him walking slowly towards Wuyou. The golden sunlight hit his jade-like face, and the aqua blue brocade robe rolled up in the breeze. It seemed like a long time, and then it seemed like a moment, when he came to Wuyou's side. Zi Qian stretched out his hand to Wuyou, "Madam, you are finally here."
Wuyou looked at Ziqian's stretched out hand, with sharp knuckles, as if he had been reincarnated for several lifetimes. Those hands were only here for her. Wuyou slowly stretched out his hand and attached his jade-like hand to the big hand. The corners of the man's lips were slightly hooked, and he clenched them quickly. There was a moist feeling in his palm, and Wuyou felt that his face was slightly hot.
"Yes, I was late and couldn't see my husband being crowned. I'm sorry."
