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When Fu Lingya heard the prestige, she was immediately overjoyed, "Light dust!" ”

Qingchen stood at the door of the room, as if she was afraid of entering her boudoir, which was inappropriate.

"Qingchen, why are you here?" Fu Lingya was wearing a wedding dress and smiling happily.

That smile once dazzled Qingchen's eyes.

He had never seen a woman smile as beautiful as she was.

Qingchen's usual warm smile seemed to be mixed with bitterness that was difficult to hide, "I'll come... Give Ya'er a marriage, is Ya'er willing? ”

After living for so long, Qingchen has never had such a complicated mood as now.

On the one hand, he knew that Ya'er was married to a good husband, and Ya'er was the one she chose, and he should be happy for Ya'er.

But on the other hand, when I think of the woman I like, I have to marry another man......

The sour taste is even more indescribable.

Fu Lingya saw the loss between Qingchen's eyebrows clearly, but she was still very grateful that Qingchen could come.

"I said, I treat Qingchen as close as a brother, Qingchen can come to give me a marriage, it's too late for me to be happy, how can I not want to!"

Let Qingchen take her brother's place today and send her to get married.

But Fu Lingya knew in her heart that although Qingchen came to marry her, it was more to ensure her stability.

With light dust, if Murong An wants to do something, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

Although she had expected her to say this, and she was mentally prepared, the sour taste in her heart did not ease at all.

Qingchen sighed without a trace, and glanced at the red hijab in Shuoyang's hand next to him, Qingchen hesitated for a moment, and then said, "This red hijab, I'll put it on Ya'er, right?" ”

Fu Lingya also hesitated, turned her head and glanced at Shuoyang.

Shuo Yang seemed to understand Qingchen very well, and simply handed out the red hijab, "Since Ya'er said that you are her brother, it is very appropriate for the brother to wear this red hijab." ”

"Thank you, Princess Shuoyang." Qingchen knew that Shuoyang intended to help her.

The red hijab was held in his hand, very light, very soft, very soft, but Qingchen was stunned for a moment, and he was reluctant to cover her......

For a while, the past was vivid.

met Fu Lingya for the first time, and later met each other, and the pictures were clearly reflected in his mind...

It's like yesterday......

"Light dust..."Fu Lingya's voice was very soft, very light, light like a feather cutting through Qingchen's heart.

Pulled back the thoughts of Qingchen's memories.

Fu Lingya also lowered her eyes and sighed, she couldn't get rid of the light dust.

Emotional matters, unless you understand it, others can't explain it.

I hope Qingchen can understand it sooner, and don't let down Murong Xuan.

Thinking of Murong Xuan, Fu Lingya realized that it seemed that she hadn't seen Princess Xuan for a long time?!

Today is her big day, Murong Xuan should come too, right?

"Ya'er, I'll put it on for you."

Fu Lingya was thinking about Murong Xuan, and the light dust came to her in front of her in her thoughts.

Qingchen's movements were gentle, and the red hijab fell, blocking her vision.

She lowered her eyes and saw a long, fair, slender hand reaching out.

She knew it was light dust.

Without hesitation, without worry, she shook Qingchen's hand.

Qingchen is no different from her brother, and now she is like being led by a brother to get married.

There are some things that don't need to be said explicitly, just know in your heart.

In this way, Qingchen carefully led Fu Lingya to the front hall. Shuoyang and Yun Zhi and Yun Shu followed behind.

Fu Hong was waiting in the front hall.

Seeing his favorite daughter's wedding dress like fire, Fu Hong showed a pleased smile.

Nothing is more important than a good husband that a daughter marries.

Fu Hong was relieved, but more reluctant.

The baby daughter who has been held in the palm of her hand for so many years is about to get married in the blink of an eye!

It's not an exaggeration to say that 10,000 are reluctant!