Chi Yulan's heart thundered with agitation as she observed the groom remove his veiled hat which passed onto an attendant disciple. However, the Grandmistress's exasperation seemed to wane as if a wave of understanding washed over her.
Chi Cheng's joyful smile tugged at her heartstrings.
In all her years, raising Chi Cheng after the hunting trip accident , she never imagined her son's eyes would gleam so radiantly at another person.
And not just any person, but the Grandmaster of the Ice Sect whom she abhorred with every fraction of her heart.
Yet, when her eyes settled on the intimate way they held each other's hands, the Grandmistress sighed defeatedly.
In all her days spent at the Ice Sect, she had always speculated that a more intimate connection brewed between her son and the Grandmaster.
