He stared blankly at the fallen servant, his face slightly pale.Especially the blood staining his eyes, making him want to vomit even more.Ning Shu endured the discomfort and put down the vase in her...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.t her gaze couldn't help but fall on the boy's two legs. They looked very long and slender encased in trousers, with a glimpse of pale skin peeking out. Slim and beautiful.His gaze lingered for a mom...