C1124 On the Day of His Wedding

As the Yan family's convoy made its way inside, Dou Mo's eyes seethed with rage. With a contemptuous snort, he turned and followed them in.

The procession came to a halt in front of a picturesque pavilion. Yan Qiuyue stepped out of her carriage, casting a glance toward the distant, lively hall, a soft sigh escaping her as a wave of melancholy washed over her.

"Miss, don't worry