Jiang Ruo and Wen Huai's royal wedding was unusually grand, comparable to the global live broadcast.

The whole process was opened by soldiers, flowers and red carpets, and balloons fluttering in the air, a joyful atmosphere.

There are also royal carriages made of pure gold.

The specifications are unprecedented.

The warm light shines on the sky and the sky, and the band plays melodious music.

The guests were dressed up and the wedding gifts were unleashed.

Originally, Jiang Ruo wanted to postpone this wedding in the future, and wanted to wait for Wen Ran and Wen You, two brothers and sisters, to walk, so that the two little ones could still be flower girls to witness.

But because Empress Anxi is urging her to get married, I hope she can give Wen Huai a name as soon as possible.

In addition, Wen Huai waited for her for so many years, and she couldn't let him down, so she had to announce to him that she was married to the world half a year after giving birth.

Jiang Ruo's place of marriage is the imperial palace.

Empress Anxi as her grandmother, Tang Teng as her uncle, and the two mothers' families personally sent her to marry, and then she completed the oath ceremony with Wen Huai in the Rose Castle.

On the way from the palace to the Rose Castle, Jiang Ruo was in the princess's exclusive carriage, holding her favorite bouquet of flowers in her hand.

The tail of the huge wedding dress hung from the carriage and stretched all the way.

Jiang Ruo's long hair was pulled up, and a tuft of large wavy long curls fell down on the left and right sides of his cheeks.

She wore an aqua-colored wedding dress, an extremely pale blue, somewhere between white and blue.

The wedding dress was a high-necked puff sleeve with an oversized puffy skirt, and every line was hand-made for her.

And the crown she wears on the top of her head is genuinely from the royal family, the only ruby crown in the world that her mother has ever worn.

Shining and shining in the daylight, she has a charming and elegant temperament.

Wen Huai waited in the Rose Castle, waiting for the bride of his dreams.

Until a golden carriage appeared, the tall white horse was draped in a dark red cloak with gold trim, and a gold bell was hung with a red rope in front of the chest and abdomen.

Wen Huai was dressed in a European-style aristocratic white double-breasted suit with a lapel style, with two brooches pinned to the neckline of the suit and two red roses around the neck, and two round badges with a six-pointed star pattern under the brooch, with a golden chain hanging down at the bottom.

He has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his already perfect nine-headed body body looks more and more noble.

The well-styled back hairstyle reveals all his facial features, his facial contours are clear and three-dimensional, a pair of peach blossom eyes with affection are seductive, and even the tear moles are exuding charm, and the whole person is not as handsome as a mortal.

Wen Huai's back straightened, and he walked in front of Jiang Ruo.

He held out his hand to her, who was sitting in the carriage, and slowly bent down and gave a knightly salute.

"Welcome home, dear little princess."

This is in the capacity of Duke Kelvin.

Wen Huai kissed his hand again and kissed Jiang Ruo's hand gently.

His eyes were affectionate, his eyes were bright and gentle, the smile on the corner of his mouth had never been so clear, and his voice was extremely soft and low: "Forget your worries, I'm here to marry you."

This is in the capacity of Wen Huai.

Jiang Ruo slowly got out of the carriage with Wen Huai's traction, and the red carpet was paved.

She was led by him to the auditorium of the castle step by step.

Behind the two, there are flower girls sprinkled with rose petals, romantic and fragrant with flowers.

Under the gaze of everyone, the oath ceremony of the bride and groom was a complete one.

Then, someone brought the ring.

Two beautifully designed Fabergé eggs contain wedding rings.

It's still the same pair of Forget-Your-Forget rings from before.

The women's ring has always been in Wen Huai's place, and the men's ring that was snatched away by Wen Yuan, Wen Huai took it back a long time ago.

The two wore rings on each other.

At this moment, they are a complete couple, famous and famous.

Wen Huai and Wen Yuan look the same, and the outside world still thinks of them

It's the same person.

Jiang Ruo stood on the holy platform, held in her arms by the handsome Wen Huai beside her, and she looked at the stage silently.

The people sitting in the front row are all her relatives and friends, and countless familiar faces bring memories of the past ups and downs.

Even Wen Ran and Wen You, who had just turned half a year old, were hugged out to witness the wedding moment.

..

Most of the ceremonies have already been held.

Jiang Ruo went to the lounge to change out of the heavy big tail wedding dress, and wanted to change into a lighter white long dress.

She had just taken off her wedding dress when someone suddenly came in.

"Who?" Jiang Ruo was instantly full of defensiveness, covering his body with his hands.

It was a man who came in.

The figure is tall and heroic.

And he was also wearing a half-section mask, so he couldn't see his whole face clearly for a while.

Jiang Ruo suddenly became suspicious of his identity.

The man gave her an indifferent look, then put the document in his hand on the table, and said coldly, "I'm here to give you a gift."

It's a familiar sound!

Jiang Ruo vaguely guessed who the man was in his heart.

When she was parading the streets in a carriage before, she saw him in a trance in the dense crowd, but only for a second, she was not sure.

It turns out that he really came!

This wedding is a most special guest.

What should I call it?

Her husband?

Or is it a little uncle?

The man's eyes were fixed on her, and when he saw that her complexion was becoming more and more ruddy and healthy, he was relieved.

"Sister-in-law, happy newlywed." The man said seemingly lightly.

Jiang Ruo was stunned, he didn't react for a long time, and his voice was hoarse: "What do you call me?"

The man's eyes were indifferent, his eyes were secretly painful, and he hooked his lips and sneered: "You don't want to be my wife, you just want to marry Wen Huai, and now your dream has come true, this sister-in-law is very suitable."

Jiang Ruo ignored the wedding dress that had already been half taken off on his body, walked quickly to the man, and reached out to take off his mask.

However, the next second.

When Jiang Ruo saw Wen Yuan's face, he was slightly stunned, "Wen Yuan, you..."

His face was so pale, a sickly white, and the bloodshot in his eyes showed his excessive tiredness.

It seems that he is tired and miserable.

Wen Yuan lowered his eyes, stared at Jiang Ruo's body, and sneered lightly: "Sister-in-law, is it appropriate for me to be half-naked?"

Still trying to seduce him?

On her wedding day with Wen Huai?

"Wen Yuan, I..."

Wen Yuan didn't say anything more, took Jiang Ruo's hand away, and turned to leave.

It's just that when he walked to the door, the moment his fingers grasped the doorknob, a low, dry voice sounded again.

"Jiang Ruo."

"Goodbye."

After saying this, Wen Yuan's eyes turned red.

He seemed to have made up his mind in his heart, grabbed the doorknob, opened the door, and left completely.

He has always disliked wearing formal clothes, the first time was at his wedding with her, and this well-dressed formal dress will be the last.

Dress up to attend, just to miss out.

From now on, she will only be allowed to be happy, not to be troubled.

Jiang Ruo froze in place, at a loss, and glanced at the table inadvertently.

It turns out that the wedding gift he said is...

Signed a divorce agreement in his name!

He's like... I really don't love it anymore.

So far, a whole year, from twenty-seven years old, to twenty-eight years old.

Jiang Ruo never saw Wen Yuan again.