Li Moying got off the horse and shot towards the bridal sedan like an arrow as he stretched out his hand into the curtain in front, silently waiting for his bride to appear.
Everyone was fully concentrated in the direction of the bridal sedan as they held their breaths.
Huang Yueli sat inside the bridal sedan and her head was covered by the thick and heavy head covering so she could only see that slender big hand as it slowly extended towards her, firmly and dedicatedly stopping in front of her.
Huang Yueli's lips which had bright red rouge applied on it curled upwards, as she placed her little hand onto Li Moying's.
The moment their palms met, Li Moying instantly clasped his fingers, wrapping her fair and beautiful little hand tightly into his hand.
"Li'er, follow me!" Li Moying's mellow voice rang.
