"Lord Left Emissary."
Wen Ya rose to her feet at the sight of the Left Emissary's love-filled gaze. Her light yellow robes made her look very noble while her face displayed a graceful smile. "Yue'er has been anticipating today's wedding ceremony! She has even said many times that she will never marry unless her husband was you, Lord Left Emissary! Now, her wish has been granted. I only ask that you treat Yue'er well, Lord Left Emissary."
"Don't worry. Yue'er is my wife and I will never let her suffer any grief nor will I allow anyone to take her away from me."
The Left Emissary's gaze was tender as he stared lovingly at the woman in front of him.
"Yue'er, from now on, you are my wife."
He held Wen Yue's hand as he spoke with certainty.
Wen Yue could not help but stiffen when she felt his large hand on hers. There was a bitter smile on her lips.
