Lu Yuan held song Jinning's hand and walked towards the marriage registration window.
For the first time, Lu Jin did not say anything that would ruin the scene.
He watched silently, his gaze distant. It was as if he could see the scene that he had imagined countless times in his dreams through the backs of these two people..
When Qin Suwen and he chengjian got married, it was the grandest wedding of that era.
At that time, Lu Jin was the same as he was now. He sat in the crowd of spectators and watched as the goddess in his heart held onto the arms of another man and walked up to the priest, promising to be with him for the rest of his life.
He could no longer remember what he was feeling at that time. He might have been sad, pained, or jealous, but it was not serious. He was not sad, pained, or jealous to the point of being twisted.
There was only a faint sadness, and he did not know when he would be able to let it go.
