"Escort to the bridal chamber!"
Taixu Zi led Mo Xue into the bridal chamber, stepping into the room that was a brilliant red, extremely festive.
Sitting under the red gauzy canopy, Mo Xue was dressed in an exquisite bridal gown, breathtakingly beautiful.
Taixu Zi was completely mesmerized.
He silently thanked Feng Yueya over and over in his heart, otherwise, he would not have known when he could have seen Xue'er look so beautiful.
Mo Xue felt a little embarrassed under his gaze, and she lowered her head.
A touch of rosy blush spread across her pale cheeks, white mixed with red, stirring in him an urge to take a bite.
"My wife..." he stepped forward, lifting the beaded curtain in front of her, and reached out to touch her cheek.
Mo Xue was slightly startled, her eyes sparkling with tears, "My husband..."
Taixu Zi's eyes, too, filled with tears, realizing how sweet these titles sounded.
How had he been so wooden-headed before, not to have married her earlier?
