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Hearing Gui Qinshao's naive voice, Ling Ao's heart was melting. He could barely resist the urge to snatch the wine from her hands, throw it to the ground, and then take her hand and flee from this place, the farther the better.
But another voice in his head roared like thunder.
What's more important, the three-hundred-mile estate or personal affection?
What's more important, the future position of Marshal or personal affection?
What's more important, the future of the Gui Family Clan, your lifelong prospects, or personal affection?
Suddenly, Ling Ao felt so suffocated with pain that he could hardly breathe, and he said, trembling, "This is the bridal cup, just this one won't have much, drink it, be good!"
Gui Qinshao felt a chill in her limbs.
Then, the two of them intertwined their arms and drank from the nuptial cup.
The ceremony was complete!
"Lead her to the bridal chamber!"
