Bai Yunshang's eyes turned and finally fell in front of him.

Mo Liuyuan was wearing a flawless white suit and hugging her, she still looked like the majestic prince in her memory.

Bai Yunshang stared at him and asked, "Where is this?"

"church."

"church?"

"Yes, we are getting married now." Sikong Haoran narrowed his eyes, like a crushed starlight in his eyes.

Bai Yunchang looked around again, and the golden light hit the skylight, just like golden sand floating beautifully in the air.

Is this a dream?

"Little guy, you woke up in time. My hand holding you was almost broken... Do you know I'm tired?"

Her body was gently placed on the ground, and he held her and asked, "How is it, are you standing firm?"

Bai Yunshang could stand, but her feet had no strength and leaned softly on Sikong Haoran.

The yarn group was spread on the ground, and the red carpet was covered with pink petals...

Si Fei brought a red-skinned document and opened it in front of Bai Yunshang: "Miss Bai, sign it."

Bai Yunshang frowned and fell asleep for too long, which made her thinking still stagnate in a daze. Her hand was picked up and a pen was put in, but she didn't even have the strength to write.

The pen fell from her hand and rolled onto the ground.

On the fingers wearing lace gloves, a diamond ring shines...

Sikong Haoran held her hand and kissed it on the back of his hand: "Come here with ink."

The lace gloves and ring were temporarily removed, revealing her green onion fingers.

Sikong Haoran invited: "Yun Shang, you promised to marry me, press it." If you press it, she will always be his.

My hand was picked up, pressed on the ink paste, and slowly headed towards the red seal.

Bai Yunshang finally had some consciousness—

Marry him? Mo Liuyuan?!

No, she doesn't want to marry him, even if it's a dream, she doesn't want to marry him.

I struggled for a while, but I didn't have the strength to fight.

Sifei felt her resistance, and her eyes flashed, and her hand holding Bai Yunshang did not stop, and slowly pressed towards Hongben.

The moment the red mark left.

Si Fei opened her face and a tear slowly flowed down.

Master, I am still happy for you...

…………

The church door was suddenly opened.

The light of the sky shone in together, and a tall figure stood at the door, gasping and colicing.

The man who came in was tall and handsome, with a deep face entangled in beautiful shadows.

The couple in the hall turned around immediately when they heard the movement. Bai Yunshang was wearing a beautiful white wedding dress, and the hem of the skirt was like a wave spreading out, stretching in his sight.

"Yun Shang, Yun Shang!"

Sikongzawano ran towards the church.

Running through the red carpet covered with petals, one by one, one by one, and one by one, you will run to the end.

As he ran, the scenery in front of him was retreating. He ran to the position where Bai Yunshang had stood, but there was nothing beside him, with only the bright light from the zenith.

"Young Master." Then, a pair of people walked in from the gate.

Looking at the empty church, the maid said to himself: "Master, are we late?"

Sikong Zawano pursed his lips tightly, and in his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the wedding held here. But he was thinking about a lucky heart - the news he found was false.

The church is so big and empty, just like his heart at this moment.

Sikongzawano stood in the middle of the church and picked up a remaining bouquet.

The name on the ribbon is painted with gold thread, and it is...

【Sikong Haoran】

【Baiyunchang】

His body suddenly sank and he reached out to hold the chair next to him.

A nun was walking in with a broom in his hand, preparing to clean up the church: "Sir, may you ask?"

The maid asked, "Did a couple get married here just now?"

"Yes, they just left."

Aston Martin led a series of long dragons to leave the church and then passed through the wide roads in France.

Sikong Zeye's face was cold, his hands were supported on his forehead, and suddenly, in his mind, the movie suddenly recalled in slow motion—

When their carriage came to the church, when passing through the gate, it intersected with a carriage covered with jewelry and veils—

"Damn it!"

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At night, at least tens of thousands of crystal lanterns shone in the entire hall, illuminating the hall with golden light.

In the light and shadow, the conductor waved his hands and the symphony sounded.

There are people everywhere, laughter and teasing.

Drinks penetrate the crowd...

Men are well-dressed, while ladies are all wearing big hoop dresses, narrow waists and thin necks, walking around gracefully like swans.

Bai Yunchang sat in the center of the temple. Each circling floor was like a whirlpool, and tall Roman columns stood one by one.

There were people everywhere, and there were long lines of people in a row. Each of them walked up in person, holding her hand, kissing, salute, or congratulating Sikong Haoran beside her.

They spoke all French, with a kind smile and a welcoming look.

The flashes flashed one after another.

Bai Yunchang was sore and soft all over, lying on the lounge chair, elegant and luxurious, wearing a big burgundy dress. The hem of the skirt could hold at least 50 people, just like a large umbrella that bloomed with a beautiful stamen.

In the big screen opposite, her beauty shines on the screen.

Where is she now? What is she doing? Why is her mind chaotic and unable to figure out anything?

Bai Yunshang clenched his fists, his body was unconscious.

She put her arm in front of her lips and took a bite. There was still no pain, but there was a clear tooth mark on her arm.

This is indeed a dream.

The hand was suddenly taken away, and Sikong Haoran asked softly: "Are you a fool? Why do you bite your hand?"

“…”

“Are you very tired?”

“…”

Bai Yunshang stretched out his hand to support his head,

At this moment, a noise suddenly sounded, and a pair of people split the crowd and were rushing towards this side.

Sifei whispered, "Young Master, it's the eldest master here."

Sikong Haoran paused, held Bai Yunshang's hand in his hand, squinted his eyes, and said with a sweet smile: "He is finally here. It's not too late, I thought he would be later."

“…What should I do now?”

"What should I do? She is already my wife... Could he not be able to steal her?"

Just as Bai Yunchang appeared in this wedding hall, France and the whole world were broadcasting live at the same time. He, Sti III, Andre Ansel, will be the legal husband of the Chinese woman Bai Yunchang.

The dense flow of people separated to both sides, leaving a pedestrian passage.

At the end, Sikong Zawano was coming here.
Chapter completed!