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In the bridal chamber, Xie Qingqing finally heard footsteps coming from the courtyard, and couldn't help but clutch the handkerchief tightly in her hand.
The maid beside her poked her head out to take a look, then ran back with a smile and whispered in Xie Qingqing's ear: "The groom has returned to the room."
Xie Qingqing tensed up and straightened her body, even her breathing became subconsciously lighter.
After Changer entered the room, he waved his hand, and all the maidservants and old female servants quietly withdrew.
Changer picked up the festive scale placed on the table and walked to the bedside, gently lifting the veil from Xie Qingqing's head.
Xie Qingqing stared at him blankly, then quickly glanced around the room.
Where's the bridesmaid and maids?
"Are you hungry?" Changer looked at her with a gentle smile on his face.
He could see Xie Qingqing's nervousness and unease, his voice unconsciously softened a bit.
