C899 Arrogant and Despotic!

The next day at Hanyue Palace, a cacophony of noise spilled in from outside, drawing Princess Zhaoyang and Shao Tong to the window. A procession of opulent carriages rolled in, among them a striking red bridal sedan chair. Leading the way was a figure on a white steed, clad in the attire of a groom.

"How could it be him?" Princess Zhaoyang's face blanched as she gasped in shock