"If you want that human to live well, then complete this wedding ceremony for me."
The clan leader's ruthless words reached Wen Xiao'ai's ears.
Out of the hundreds in the great hall, she was the only one who heard, amplifying her sense of despair.
Wen Xiao'ai's body began to tremble uncontrollably as she bit her lip tightly to prevent herself from losing control and crying out.
The faint taste of blood spread at her lips, making the already crimson lips appear even more vivid.
Tears blurred her eyes, and the bright red wedding veil in front of her stung painfully.
Once this bow was made, she would truly become someone else's legitimate wife.
Even knowing there was no turning back, Wen Xiao'ai couldn't convince herself, and her body betrayed her by refusing to obey.
Ye Qi slowly closed his eyes, burying all emotions deep within, maintaining the posture for the ceremony, motionless.
"What's going on?"
"What's up with the little princess?"
"Why isn't she bowing?"
