The wedding chamber, the lights went out, and only the flame of a single candle flickered.
Xiao Ye had a smile playing at the corner of his mouth,
and he lifted the red veil from the white-haired maiden who was sitting so prettily at the edge of the bed.
Her long, silvery-white hair had been styled into twin ponytails, and her delicate, fair face was flush with shyness, but her beautiful eyes still sparkled with playful spirit.
She threw herself into Xiao Ye's arms, lifted her delicate chin, and exclaimed,
"Xiao Ye, you actually came looking for me first, you really are too good to me."
Xiao Ye gently held Huangfu Xiangling in his arms.
The way she stood was elegant and poised, just budding into womanhood like a tender shoot peeking out from the earth.
He could sense Huangfu Xiangling's excitement and joy, and said softly with a laugh,
"Bai Mao, were you hoping I'd go look for the Ancestral Empress instead?"
