Before dawn, Jiang Yingying was dragged out of bed.
She was in a daze, barely able to open her eyes.
Princess Pingning's hurried voice rang in her ears: "My little ancestor, don't sleep anymore, what time is it? You need to get up and dress up."
Jiang Yingying reluctantly opened her eyes a sliver and looked at the still dark sky outside, then leaned back.
"Mother, the sky is still pitch black, you're too anxious. Let me sleep a little longer, let me sleep for an hour!"
Saying this, she plopped back onto the bed.
Even though she's getting married, perhaps because she's been mingling with Ouyang Chengze for a long time, they're quite familiar with each other, she doesn't feel the nerves of a new bride.
Ordinary girls getting married always have many concerns.
Worried that the husband's family won't like her, worried about not being harmonious with her husband, worried the husband won't be wholeheartedly committed, worried about difficult in-laws.
