Chapter 1235 Your Royal Highness, Are You Willing to Marry Young Master Di?

"Your Highness, it doesn't look good when you cry."

"Well, don't cry." Mu Wan smiled through tears, raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and was led by the maid into the luxurious golden carriage.

The white horse led her forward slowly, and countless luxury cars like wedding cars followed closely behind her, protecting the safety of the most honorable princess...

"See Your Royal Highness!"

"Welcome home, Your Royal Highness the Princess!"

"Please, Your Royal Highness, please marry Young Master Di!"

On the side of the street, whenever the guards in red uniforms saw her convoy, they respectfully performed the highest royal courteous courtesy to her, and shouted these words in unison as if they had been trained.

A heart-shaped romantic balloon floats beside her, rose petals are scattered under the hooves of a white horse, and the air exudes a refreshing faint fragrance...

"Mu Wanqing, marry me."

"Mu Wanqing, will you marry me?"

"Mu Wanqing, be my princess."

"Mu Wanqing, I will love you for the rest of your life."

"Mu Wanqing, I would like to hold my son's hand and grow old together with him."

"Mu Wanqing, I love you."

The words written by Ye Yuchen were spray-painted on romantic balloons, red brick walls, asphalt roads, and even many people, maids and guards, holding heart-shaped balloons and colorful flowers with these words on them. A salute or a banner...

The whole country seemed to be bought by him.

Everyone is looking forward to their prosperous wedding, and also to cooperate with the romantic proposal that Ye Yuchen prepared for her...

"His Royal Highness, are you willing to marry Young Master Di?"

"Your Highness, are you willing to grow old hand in hand with him?"

"Your Highness, Young Master Di is still waiting for you!"

Hearing these words and seeing everything carefully prepared for her, Mu Wanqing's eyes turned slightly red.

When she was almost moved to cry, she saw a few familiar figures standing on the side of the street, so she raised her jaw slightly, holding back the tears that flowed out.

Jian Xi stood gracefully by the side of the street, he was wearing a white suit, with a faint smile on his lips, "Qingqing."

His voice was still clear and gentle.

He slowly walked towards Mu Wanqing's motorcade, stroking the docile white horse, "Hey, stop for a while."

The white horse crowed and stopped obediently.

There was a smile on Jian Xi's white and tender cheeks, as sunny and beautiful as the gentle young man, but he had a more mature temperament after being trained by the group...

He smiled slightly, "Qingqing, congratulations."

He picked up the petals in the flower basket, waved them gently to her body, and wafted a faint fragrance fluently.

"Young Master Di is a good man, let's marry him." A touch of sadness flashed in Jian Xi's eyes, but the smile on his lips was still bright and came from the bottom of his heart.

Ever since he cured Mu Wanqing's illness, he had completely given up the idea of ​​owning her, that's why he has been silently waiting for her all these years, never rashly appearing by her side...

Because, he saw his beloved girl willing to give her life for another man.

As for him, he didn't want her to miss the marriage of true love again.

"Jian Xi..." Mu Wanqing's voice trembled slightly, she looked at him in surprise but also in emotion.

But I heard a sonorous and steady voice coming from the side.

"boom--"

The salute suddenly sounded beside her, and the ribbons suddenly fell from the air to her body like dancing all over the sky.