On the wedding night, the two sedan chairs opened their curtains at the same time.
Ye Jinshu held up her skirt and ran towards the base of the city wall. Su Qinghan bumped into her at the predetermined spot.
The secret codes matched, and the sisters cried bitterly.
"Run!"
"Run together!"
As soon as he turned around, two figures fell on the wall.
The richest prince understood the wedding clothes slowly: "Madam, do these casual clothes for my husband still fit you?"
The regent took the person into his arms with one hand: "Princess, it's time to close the net in the elopement game."
