Su Qingyue gazed at her reflection in the mirror, truly a peerless beauty.
If third brother saw this, he would definitely be surprised.
She didn't delay any longer and changed into a red wedding dress, covering her head with the red veil.
"Xiao Yue, I've heard that once the red veil is on, you can't take it off yourself, you have to wait for the groom to lift the veil in the bridal chamber; otherwise, it's bad luck." Tao Meijiao said with some regret, "I wanted to take a few more looks at you."
Su Qingyue's lips curled into a small smile, and she didn't say much.
At that moment, Xiao Yuchuan's voice came from outside, "Wife, are you in there?"
She answered, "I am." She found it amusing; third brother was really afraid she'd run away.
"Oh, just wait a bit longer, the auspicious time is almost here," Xiao Yuchuan's voice could barely contain his excitement.
"You talk as though I'm in a hurry."