"Her Highness Sixth Princess arrived!"
A shrill voice suddenly rang and the crowd immediately quieted down.
Under the public stare, a sedan was carried in by guards, on top of which sat a beautiful light yellow-robed woman, who looked elegant and noble and was looking down at the crowd condescendingly.
"Mengyao, you've come?"
Ye Tianwen's eyes lit up. He quickly walked towards Jiang Mengyao and held out his hand to her, a gentle smile on his handsome face. Different from his usual grim self, Ye Tianwen now looked like a handsome beau, sending out a strong charming aura.
Jiang Mengyao's face softened. She softly placed her wrist on the back of Ye Tianwen's hand, jumped down from the sedan with his help and fell steadily at his side.
"Welcome, Your Highness."
Seeing that Jiang Mengyao had shown up, all the people by the altar field knelt down except Ye Jingchen and Jun Fengling who stood among the crowd and were quite visible.
