Song Qingan felt that he seemed to be called up not long after his eyes were closed.

Some maids wondered why the wedding dress placed in the side hall appeared here, but soon this doubt was swallowed up by busyness.

Song Qing'an sat in front of the mirror in a daze, like a porcelain doll to be fiddled with.

Marriage matters are always extremely cumbersome, Song Qingan squinted his eyes, watching the face of the person in the mirror gradually become fresher.

A very heavy crown pressed down

Chapter 186 of "The Bird in the Palm of the Eunuch" The wedding period is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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