A sliver of morning sunlight pierced through the thin window paper, spilling into the room.
Tang Xiaorou had already gotten up. She was dressed in a wedding dress by others, and although she resisted this act, under the intimidation of others, she had no power to resist.
"Miss, being able to marry Young Master Galaxy is truly a blessing earned over eight lifetimes."
An old granny with a kindly smile helped Tang Xiaorou with her hair, saying with a smile.
"Oh, if you want to marry Jian Yinhe that much, then you should marry him!"
Tang Xiaorou chuckled helplessly and said with a look of resignation.
"Well... if Young Master Galaxy is willing to marry an old servant, the old servant is also willing."
The old granny, her face full of wrinkles, couldn't help but laugh a little, feeling very happy at the thought of marrying a prodigious talent like Jian Yinhe.
"... Jian Yinhe will definitely be very happy to hear that from you."
Tang Xiaorou said with a bitter smile.
