Chương 1222: The Wedding (2)

Who would've thought that the West Duke would make such an exquisite dress for Elder Sister Mo'er on his own wedding day? The two brides Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao would probably fade into the background if Elder Sister Mo'er wore this dress to the wedding.

Jun Xiqing's red lips curved upwards and she said, "Ah Xiao, you probably shouldn't wear a dress that doesn't belong to you. There's no way the West Duke made such a beautiful princess dress for you. He must have made it for the woman he loves."

The woman the West Duke loved?

Who could it be?

Ye Ruge?

Ah Xiao's heart was about to explode with envy. She wanted nothing more than to have Lu Yeming to herself and to be his Duchess.

"Are you all deaf? I said I wanted to wear this princess dress, so bring it over to me right now!"

Seeing Ah Xiao lose her temper, the two maids exchanged a quick glance. They didn't dare to offend her, so they brought the dress over.