An Xiaomian had just woken up and was still a bit dazed. When she saw Ouyang Zhi, she recalled the previous events, then looked at him coldly, took a step back, and said calmly, "I'm rested; let's go hold the wedding."
The sooner the wedding is held, the better, so that Grandpa's poison can be cured.
An Xiaomian has lost hope that Shangguan Xiu would appear.
She has accepted her fate.
Thus, she doesn't want to watch her grandpa die because of her own reasons.
Ouyang Zhi was originally worried that after waking up, she might try to deliberately delay time again.
Unexpectedly, she would take the initiative to say that they should hold the wedding now.
He was instantly overjoyed, "Alright, let's go have the wedding ceremony now."
A few minutes later, An Xiaomian's hand was forcibly held by Ouyang Zhi, and the two walked out of the fitting room together.
The priest that Ouyang Zhi had brought had been waiting for a long time and was standing on the stage.
