The red candles burned brightly, illuminating the entire room like daylight.
The red glow cast on Liu Mianmian's meticulously crafted face added a touch of glamour.
When Lu Xinghe lifted the red veil, he remained silent for quite a while.
Liu Mianmian felt somewhat anxious and asked softly, "Has my makeup smeared, or do I look bad today? Luliu and Liu Zhi worked on it, I usually don't wear such heavy makeup!"
There seemed to be a time when she became a concubine.
But she didn't remember.
Back then, she hardly cared about the marriage, just going through the motions, indifferent to such details.
Lu Xinghe chuckled, his eyes sparkling: "You look beautiful, especially stunning!"
They followed the tradition of drinking the wedding wine, and then everyone else quietly withdrew from the room.
Lu Xinghe stepped forward, placing his hands on Liu Mianmian's head.
Liu Mianmian was a bit nervous, her palms moist with sweat, and whispered, "W-Will we... go to bed now?"
