red to those people, the young man in front of him wasn't about who was crueler, but a different kind of means.Ning Shu only felt that the skin where she was touched by him trembled, covered with goos...The man's hands were coarse and broad, with a faint layer of calluses. In contrast, the youth in his wedding attire had slender, fair fingers.

Ning Shu looked down at his face, her heart inexplicably feeling a warmth.

He never thought he would one day marry a man.

Everyone in the palace knew that the prince was getting married today. Red decorations were hung everywhere, celebrating the joyous occasion. However, the bride wasn't some wealthy heiress. It was Young Master Ning. Young Master Ning was handsome, and in his red wedding attire, his slender figure stood tall and proud, looking elegant and beautiful.perature in his eyes, as if he were looking at a corpse.Ning Shu silently said, "I have met the prince."The man walked before him, his black boots embroidered with ink. He gripped his chin in one hand...