Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Feng Qianyu was angry and funny, his wife, when someone got married, she was even more nervous than the bride!

And with a mournful expression on her face, is she here to attend the wedding, or to pay tribute to the funeral?

"Second worship to the high hall".

Jia Ruo's eyes were dark, staring straight at Hua Xiyue's figure, she was almost out of breath.

He knew that because he loved her so much, he wanted to be selfish at least once and respect her choice. [

If this is her revenge, and this is the happiness she chose, then he will fulfill her.

Don't force her anymore, just watch from the side.Let your heart bleed...

Long Fuyue desperately looked here and there, only hoping that, like the TV series, at the most critical moment, someone would come and disrupt the situation.

But no!

Everything is going according to plan.

"Bye husband and wife!"

As Jia Ruo swallowed a mouthful of blood abruptly, the two bowed down!

Jia Ruo closed his eyes, Long Fuyue also closed his eyes, couldn't bear to look any more, but tears flowed all over his face.

"Sent to the bridal chamber..." The last sentence suddenly got stuck, and was replaced by an exclamation: "Master!"

Ye Sang, who was sitting in the car, was all smiles, with lights shining all over her body.

"Little fox, Ye Sang is the demon king anyway, and she is also a good face, and she doesn't need pity's love..."

Hua Xiyue froze, watching with disbelief that the other end of the red silk left Ye Sang's palm at some point, flew to Jia Ruo's body, and wrapped around his waist tightly.

Jia Ruo also had a face full of shock and disbelief, looking at the red silk on her waist, she didn't know how to react for a moment.

He raised his head to look at Ye Sang, was suddenly taken aback, and stepped over, "Ye Sang!"

Ye Sang smiled and said nothing, the radiance on his body was even stronger, and countless shards of light escaped from his body and scattered in the air.

Ye Sang's words continued: "I am already very grateful for letting my soul be dispersed in this glazed palace. Xiyue, you must be happy. You still owe me a wish. This is my wish...

His voice became smaller and smaller, finally drifting away in the wind, and then slowly disappeared without a trace.