"Unless, I will not marry Lan'er."

Shang Liangyue sat up and said very excitedly: "No!"

"I just think it's troublesome and don't want to marry the prince!"

"Really, I swear!"

As she said that, she raised her hand and wanted to swear.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she was pulled by one hand, and Shang Liangyue fell into Di Yu's arms.

Di Yu also turned over and supported her, with his hands clasped against her, and his eyes were fixed on her, "I will marry my wife, make three books and six entries, and ten miles of red makeup, and half a minute."

Shang Liangyue looked at the person who was deeply sequestering her, and the dark night inside seemed to swallow her.

Her heart pounded wildly.

"I……"

"The person who has hooked me up, and my heart is touched."

"Lan'er, you have to marry even if you don't marry even if you don't."

Shang Liangyue, "I didn't..."

A shadow came down, and Shang Liangyue's voice stopped...

The next day, before the hour of Mao was reached, the entire imperial city recovered.

The palace is even more so.

The palace maids and eunuchs became busy silently.

And the joy, as this busyness spreads, spreads little by little.
Chapter completed!