Without the red veil, He Tiantian suddenly felt that the world before her eyes had brightened up.
Her vision was no longer restricted, allowing her to see everything in the room more clearly and comprehensively.
However, at this moment, He Tiantian didn't have time to observe her surroundings; instead, she focused on the groom who was barely supported by several maids.
Hmm, this person looks pretty good, with fair skin, handsome facial features, and an air of elegance, resembling somewhat a gentle nobleman.
However, the "gentleman" before her seemed a bit embarrassed.
His face was flushed, reeking of alcohol, and his red wedding attire was crumpled, with several deep and shallow stains.
Probably spilled on him accidentally while "drinking."
He Tiantian:...
Pah!
What drinking?
What accident?
This man is a Prince, though it's unclear which dynasty, but whether in real history or fiction, a Prince wouldn't be easily humiliated by others.
