The crowd that was watching let out waves of friendly exclamations.
Yan Ge, Yan Jun, and Qie Wenyang even started whistling intentionally.
Li Qingcang strode toward the horse carriage that was parked in front of the Lang Garden, carrying Ye Tianxin in his arms.
The vehicle that Li Qingcang had prepared to fetch his bride today wasn't an ordinary luxury car.
It was an extremely opulent horse carriage.
The carriage was pulled by ten tall horses that all had completely black fur.
There was a stunning, big, red flower hung in front of each of the horse's heads.
The interior space of the carriage was extremely large. Li Qingcang had taken Ye Tianxin's health and condition into consideration. He even carpeted the floor of the carriage with a pure white fur skin.
