C1567 Young Master Ye's Maid 1487

She walked slowly forward, and there was a rhythmic slap, and the servants and the doctor, who stood at the side, slapped everything in their hands and hummed the wedding march.

Ding Yiyi wore a broken wedding dress and walked in front of him with a solemn expression, "Mr Ye Chuyun."

He smiled and replied. His gaze followed her voice and there was a trace of emptiness in it