On the day of Shili Hongzhuang's wedding, Miss Shen was robbed by bandits in her sedan chair.
The bandit leader pinched his chin and sneered. From now on, the young marshal of the Huo family wants to marry your sister-in-law.
He was stuffed into a real wedding room and sat under the red candles. The groom in wedding clothes lifted his hijab. The moment he lifted his hijab, the golden hairpin was pressed against his throat. If you dare to touch me, your happy event will turn into a tragedy.
His fingertips felt cold, and Sina's skin had no warmth. In the flickering candlelight, he saw clearly that the face was not Marshal Huo at all.
And hanging around the deceased's waist was the Panlong Jade Pendant that should have belonged to his fiancé.
