The key and the keyhole were the most compatible. With a turn, the door opened.
The bride and bridesmaids in the room were dumbfounded.
Su Jingting finally saw Xia Yishan.
She was dressed in a phoenix coronet and shawl. She sat on the bed, and the hem of her dress spread out over half the bed.
Even though it was a complicated gown, it could not hide her slender waist.
Xia Yishan's Chinese makeup matched the gown.
Her hair was tied up high, and the golden bridal crown was shining brightly. It hung down on both sides and swayed as Xia Yishan turned her head, making a crisp sound.
This was made by Ying Ze for Xia Yishan, and it was also priceless.
Xia Yishan's skin was fair, and with her exquisite makeup, she looked even more noble.
There was even a lotus flower drawn on his forehead.
Realizing that the groom and groomsman had barged in, Xia Yishan quickly used the bride's ancient Chinese fan to cover half of her face.
