Three brides, looking exactly alike, even Ye Beiming felt a bit nervous in the face of such a situation.
Behind him, Cheng Bai and his cohort were making a fuss.
"Beiming, go ahead, you're never this nervous when fighting on the battlefield!"
"If worst comes to worst, marry all three, one will surely be the right choice!"
Ye Beiming coldly glared at Cheng Bai and Bu Jiuxiao, causing those two to instantly fall silent, adopting a sheepish demeanor.
Ye Beiming muttered to himself, how could this be the same as fighting, which happens year after year? Getting married is a first-time event for him.
Ye Beiming's heart was in turmoil.
If he guessed wrong, even if Donghuang Lingling would spare him, Little Wildcat would certainly not let him off easily.
Tonight's bridal chamber, he shouldn't even think about it.
Yun Sheng was similarly uncomfortable.
She hadn't anticipated that such a scenario, akin to a modern-day wedding prank, would come true for her one day.
