After months of unremitting beauty, Liu Qingyue at this moment is no longer the black girl she was when she first walked through.

She is a little taller, her complexion is much whiter, and her temperament is far from the same.

The crystal clear black eyes are like the brightest stars in the middle of the night, the delicate facial features are embellished on the palm-sized face, which looks more and more delicate and sweet, and the black hair is braided into a delicate hairstyle, and the crown made of delicate gold is embellished in the hair.

The white satin skirt on the body is densely embroidered with red patterns, and the red patterns are wrapped with silver threads.

When the sun fell, under the cover of tulle, the red and silver of the long skirt were intertwined, and the hem of the skirt fell like water waves under her knees as she walked.

The pink pearl necklace is embellished around the neck, and the gold earrings are swaying on the shoulders, which makes Liu Qingyue's small face more delicate and beautiful.

In front of the waist, a delicate jade pendant is pressed against the corner of the skirt.

Under the skirt, a large pearl adorns the toe of the shoe.

The girls who came here are not like girls who grew up in the countryside, but like Miss Jiao who is pampered in the courtyard of a deep house.

Noble, beautiful, innocent, moving.

Most of these people in Nanshan Village can't even afford to buy silver jewelry, let alone fine gold jewelry.

The golden crown on Liu Qingyue's head, the pink pearl on her neck, the jade pendant on the corner of her skirt, and the big pearl on the tip of her shoes are all good things that have never been seen before, which makes everyone's eyes red with envy.

Sun Lingyun was even more dumbfounded.

In his mind, Liu Qingyue has always been the girl who is thin and small, with a little cowardice, and worships him like a hero.

Even if they met twice in the last two times, Liu Qingyue scolded him very much.

Sun Lingyun, who is confident in honey, also firmly believes that Liu Qingyue is sad because he quit the marriage before, so he treats him like this, more to get his attention.

Until this moment.

The girl who came from the gate, dressed in satin clothes, had a noble temperament, and looked dust-free under her eyes, like a deep boudoir, and suddenly opened the distance between her and him.

Even if it was a big wedding, they were just wearing muslin wedding dresses, compared with the silk on Liu Qingyue's body, there was a difference between cloud and mud.

However, Liu Qingyue's repayment came to the center of the crowd and nodded beautifully.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, congratulations to Sun Xiucai for marrying a beautiful woman, and from now on, Qin Se and Ming, white head to old age."

Alienated and arrogant posture, cold and senseless blessings.

It doesn't matter what time or occasion it is at the moment, she appears, and it is the center.

The villagers next to her greeted her one after another, praised her beauty with a smile, and talked enviously about her exquisite and beautiful dress and accessories, flattering her and surrounding her.

It seems that everyone has forgotten that this moment is a critical moment for Sun Lingyun and Liang Ruoxi to worship each other.

Even Sun Lingyun forgot.

In his eyes, there was only Liu Qingyue's delicate little face, as well as her incomparable posture when she walked, and her indifferent and indifferent gaze when facing him.

Liang Ruoxi covered her head, although she didn't know what was happening, she also heard from everyone's voices that Liu Qingyue was coming.

And, completely disrupted her wedding.

Liang Ruoxi was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

She had been worried that Liu Qingyue would come to make trouble, so she kept blowing the pillow wind with Sun Lingyun, thinking about not inviting Liu Qingyue. Who would have thought that my aunt and mother-in-law would rush to invite.

It's okay now, it's all messed up.

She pulled the red flower in her hand and tried to remind Sun Lingyun.

However, Sun Lingyun did not react at all.

"Cousin!"

She lowered her voice and screamed.

Still no response.

Liang Ruoxi quietly approached Sun Lingyun, and under the cover of the red flower, he pinched Sun Lingyun's arm hard.