If Chu yumian's wedding was held at a place like the hundred flower Inn, Lin Xuan would not have brought xuanzhu and the others.
Coincidentally, she had arrived at Yuanyang Lake on a flower boat today.
Seeing that his daughters were so interested, Lin Xuan thought that there was no harm in bringing them along to join in the fun.
"Sure," he nodded his head affectionately.
"Yay!"
"That's great!"
"Then let's go now!"
The little girls were afraid that the good seats would be taken by others if they were late, so they quickly pulled Lin Xuan and followed the crowd.
After walking for about half a mile.
There were even more flowers in the sky, each of them bright red and purple, and they were all beautiful.
There were two rows of dark green weeping willows in front of them that stretched for a hundred miles. The river Wind blew gently, causing the weeping willows to sway gently, like the enchanting dance of a beauty.
