athroom subsided.Ning Shu's heart pounded. He glanced at his phone and then quickly picked it up.He bowed his head.Xie Wenqiu did not set a password.When Ning Shu slid it open, the first thing she saw...The man's hands were coarse and broad, with a faint layer of calluses. In contrast, the youth in his wedding attire had slender, fair fingers.

Ning Shu looked down at his face, her heart inexplicably feeling a warmth.

He never thought he would one day marry a man.

Everyone in the palace knew that the prince was getting married today. Red decorations were hung everywhere, celebrating the joyous occasion. However, the bride wasn't some wealthy heiress. It was Young Master Ning. Young Master Ning was handsome, and in his red wedding attire, his slender figure stood tall and proud, looking elegant and beautiful.Xingzhou is even more so when he acts like Fu Yu.Zhao Qi looked at him: "So I found you, to ask you to help heal Fu Yu."Ning Shu was taken aback.He said, “Is there anything I can do to help”Zhao Qi lo...