Imperial City.
The news of the Second Young Master of the God's Family marrying the daughter of the Chens came to the public and shocked the whole country. The whole country was jubilant and women were envious of her.
At two o'clock in the afternoon.
Under the corner outside the red house.
"Baby, do you have enough?" Wan Mi Lai, who was squatting on the ground and stepping on a stone, was extremely laborious. A small foot stepped on her shoulder, and her slender legs swayed.
Tang Bao looked down, and his delicate, snow-white face was also flushed. "Just a little bit more, I'll be able to stand on the balcony fence if I go a little higher."
"I just wanted you to shit and pee on my head. Di Yongbai must have dug up someone else's ancestral tomb in his previous life, allowing you to like him so much and be loyal to him. Today, he got married, so you're here to cause trouble." Wan Milu didn't know whether it was good or bad for him to help a tyrant like this.
"Don't talk, save your strength and help me!" Tang Bao was anxious. "If I miss the chance, I'll cry to death."
In order to prevent Tang Bao from crying to death, as a good friend, Wan Mi Lai could only grit his teeth and lift his shoulders vigorously.
Tang Bao tried his best to catch the guardrail, but she grabbed it this time.
"Got it!"
With the help of tens of thousands of meters, Tang Bao struggled to climb over the guardrail. He got up from the ground and walked into the house.
In the room, the newlyweds in the white wedding dress were facing a mirror with a shy face. The happiness on their faces couldn't be concealed, but in Tang Bao's eyes, it was quite dazzling.
A brick appeared in Tang Bao's hand. He aimed it at the back of the bride's neck and slammed it down, directly and neatly.
"Mmm!" The bride snorted and fell softly to the ground, fainting.
Tang Bao's delicate face revealed a victorious smile. She could only marry Di Pingbai. Everyone else could forget about it.
The wedding was held on time. The bride entered the stage with the help of her family, as if she were walking on the catwalk. At the end of the stage stood the groom, who was wearing a black straight suit and tall and strong figure. His back was turned back and his broad shoulders gave people a sense of security.
On both sides of the stage were guests. Those who came were either rich or noble. Besides, the first-class ones were rich or noble. The second or third-rate ones were not qualified.
Tang Bao's face was covered with a hazy white veil. No one could see the bride's true face. As long as she did not speak, there was no problem.
What made her nervous was that she was about to become the bride of Di Yongbai.
Every step she took made her palms sweaty.
Tang Bao stood behind the groom with an excited heart. When the groom turned around, Tang Bao looked up shyly. However, the next second, his expression froze—
His deep facial features were charming and noble, and his boundless black eyes were bottomless. He exuded a domineering domineering aura, like a hibernating beast, which made people fear.
"Big, big brother?"
"Bang!" the tens of thousands of men who were hiding outside the door and peeking at the groom fell to the ground with fear.
Tang Bao didn't know what to do.
Emperor Haotian!
How could it be Emperor Haotian? It was Emperor Zhibai's elder brother!
Tang Bao turned around to look for Di Qibai in panic, only to find that Di Qibai was sitting in the guest's seat, smiling at her in such a gentle and elegant manner. This made her very depressed.
"I don't know. You're so eager to be my woman. I'll give you the chance." Di Haotian teased in a low and magnetic voice.
"It's not like that. Isn't Brother Ping Bai getting married today?" Tang Bao asked. She was completely stunned.