He naturally took it, then adorned his head with the woven flower crown, akin to a royal coronet. The plump and rounded plum blossoms further highlighted the girl's delicate beauty—with skin like creamy jade, eyes like autumn waters, and lips as if dabbed with vermillion. Such a vision is likely beyond the reach of ordinary folk in all their lives.
Yet some have seen it many times.
"September seventh."
"Next year?"
"No, this year."
Yue Yue was obviously bewildered for a moment, not understanding his meaning, and then her expression turned somewhat odd, "You two are married already?"
"No, we've called off the engagement."
Somehow, the girl felt a weight lift off her shoulders, as if relieved.
