Don’t you have that fate? Huang Beile smiled.

His eyes suddenly became deep. What the future will look like is not decided now.

Five days passed quickly.

During these five days, Huang Beile continued to play the role of a good girl. No one bothered her, and Su Zhiyuan never showed up.

I've probably finished using her as a sister, so there's no need to pay attention to her anymore.[

Before dawn, Huang Beile was woken up by several maids, got out of bed, washed herself and put on red wedding clothes.

The firecrackers and fireworks were going off outside. The noisy people rushed to watch.

Many people's faces were filled with joy and envy.

But sitting in front of the mirror, the girl with red lips and a golden walking stick on her head was serious but as peaceful as a deep pool.

The celebration outside seemed incompatible with the tranquility in the small courtyard. The maids were busy going back and forth, but no one said a word.

Huang Beile finally finished dressing up under the waiters of two maids.

He stood up and looked at the woman in the bronze mirror. She had quiet features and a cold temperament. She was neither happy nor sad, but a sense of majesty flowed freely.

This feeling is indeed somewhat similar to her previous life. This face belongs to someone else, but this charm is her own.

The Buddha said that when you encounter something similar to yourself, you should cherish it.

Then she should cherish this body.

"Second Miss, you are here."

The two maids immediately fell to their knees when they saw the second young lady Su Zhiyuan suddenly arrived after not seeing her for many days.

Su Zhiyuan came to see Su Qianze, or to be precise, to see Su Qianze's jokes.

My mother has already told Su Qianze about the seventh prince. No woman can marry such a man, even if he is an excellent prince.

Others can marry, but she, Su Zhiyuan, cannot marry.

"Well, let's get up." Su Zhiyuan wore a green smoked sweater today, with delicate and fresh makeup.

With her face still covered with a veil, she glanced at the two maids kneeling on the ground, who turned out to be Du Yuehua's personal maids.

Looking at Su Qianze, I found that her makeup today was even more beautiful.

I remember looking at her like a fresh lily five days ago, but today she looks like a proud winter plum.[

"Sister, today is your special day. Why don't you smile? You see, I'm here to see you off."

Huang Beile knew that she came to see her laugh, but she was afraid that she would disappoint Su Zhiyuan. This matter did not allow her to cry.

Besides, she used to be an agent, and she talks about bleeding but not tears.

Of course, the blood of the enemy must be shed!

"What's so funny, Su Zhiyuan, I'm getting married today, but it's all because of you. If you don't obey me, I won't necessarily marry the Seventh Prince, I'm afraid you will marry me yourself."

The cold words immediately silenced Su Zhiyuan who was about to speak.

There was some disbelief in her eyes. When did her sister change her appearance and dare to speak to her like this? These words were simply a threat.

Su Zhiyuan glared at her almond-shaped eyes and said bitterly: "Su Qianze, you are cruel, you will suffer a lot when you marry to the Seventh Prince's Mansion."

"The auspicious time has come and the bride is leaving!"

Someone at the door sang aloud, firecrackers were set off, and the locks were blown loudly.

Su Zhiyuan looked at the lively wedding and suddenly felt regretful. This was originally her wedding, but now it was a waste.
Chapter completed!