Stunning beauty forced to marry a stupid husband: black-bellied prince please accept

Without Yan Mo's instructions, the guards didn't dare to move.

A hint of hesitation flashed across Yan Mo's face, he sighed lightly, and said to the guard, "Show her the wedding invitation."

The guard then stepped forward and handed the wedding invitation to her.

Mu Lingyue's expression was in a daze for a few seconds, the color of the wedding invitation was shining brightly, more shining and dazzling than the sun.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, reached out to take it, and slowly opened it. . . [

The characters inside were Lan Qingyue's characters, which she recognized immediately.

The ink may have been mixed with the fragrance of seven-color orchid, and when the wedding invitation was opened, the same fragrance as his body wafted out.

The wedding is scheduled for tomorrow, and Yanmo is not the only person invited. . .

Should it be said that he thinks highly of her?

Invite people. . .And her name.

Mu Lingyue has three big characters. . .It was as if a knife had been carved into her heart.

She thought she wouldn't be sad because she'd been through so much pain.

But this moment. . .Her heart still hurts, she still feels sad.

It was as if a sharp weapon had been sliced ​​through the heart, and the slightest pain immediately spread to every part of the body.

She was laughing, but her smile was as pale as her face.

Lan Qingyue, oh Lan Qingyue. . .Didn't he stop until he saw her scarred?

"younger sister?"

She seemed to be stunned, motionless.

Yan Mo was a little worried, even though she said she would give up, she couldn't forget everything all at once.

Lan Qingyue, that damn bastard, he really dared to send invitations.

Well, he deliberately sent invitations, and she went to his wedding as he wished.

She must give him a big "surprise." To make him regret sending this invitation.

Mu Lingyue came back to her senses, put the invitation card beside her pillow, raised her head, and smiled at her lightly, looking very meaningless, "Sister, the wedding is tomorrow."

"So fast?"[

"Well, I'll go with my sister."

Yanmo was stunned again, "Sister, you..."

She smiled, "He invited me too, and I decided to go with my sister."

"That bastard!"

Yan Moqi's face turned black, extremely gloomy, and the guards at the side knelt on the ground in fright, not daring to take a breath.

Mu Lingyue looked down at the invitation card next to the pillow, was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Yanmo again, and said firmly, "I must go tomorrow."

Yan Mo stared at her for a while, but the anger on his face still disappeared, "Sister, you really have made up your mind."

"Ah."

She was silent for a while, then nodded, "Okay, let's go together tomorrow."

Mu Lingyue cooperated with Yan Mo very well.

She would eat whatever could quickly nourish Qi and blood, no matter how unpalatable it was, she would endure it.

Everything, just for tomorrow's wedding.

She wanted to look her best for his wedding.

After tomorrow, she will leave with Xiao Zijin.

Knowing that it would be painful for her to see him marry another woman, she still wanted to go.

She must be sick, not too sick. . .

This is the second time she has attended his wedding.

The first time was when he married Meixi. At that time, he made an astonishing move at the wedding.

This time, probably there will be no surprises.

The first time he regretted the marriage was because he didn't like Meixi.

As for Ziyan, he likes him, and Ziyan also likes him. The two are happy with each other, and being able to become husband and wife is something that makes them feel happy.