Chen stared at him for a long time, chuckled softly, then reached out to touch his face and kissed him: "Are you jealous"Ning Shu averted her face, her chest heaving slightly.The boy pinched his jaw,...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. Liang Fei's mother felt sorry for him and said: "You didn't give birth to this child, so you don't feel bad at all.""Liang Fei's father laughed in anger and scolded, 'I'd rather not have given birth...