Su Jingfeng took the invitation card. It was the white orchid that he hated, but he had to admit that it was very exquisite. It looked very festive and made people feel like they were getting married. He opened it and took a look. Their names were written together. It was Si Mobai's handwriting.
Looking at this invitation card, he instantly felt extremely uncomfortable. His palm, which was wrapped with the corner of his sleeve, felt even more stinging. As his meridian channels reached his heart, it made him feel extremely frustrated and miserable.
"I heard from her in Ninglan County half a month ago. After that, there was nothing." Su Jingfeng threw the wedding invitation into his space, afraid that he would tear it up if he was too late.
"Ninglan County?" Feng Tianlan thought about the map carefully. She was not very familiar with this place.
