Seeing the sun rise little by little, there was still no movement in the room, the emcee elder was so anxious that he was sweating, but he didn't dare to urge any more.
After all, he just urged a sentence, and the young master secretly transmitted it to him. The words were beautiful and polite, but just listening to the tone, the master of ceremonies knew that the young master was angry, and asked him to shut up and stop urging the meaning of.
But the emcee elder is in a hurry, the succession ceremony is a top priority, the young master will only do this once in his life, and the guests from all sides are all honorable people.
The emcee elder was so anxious that he paced back and forth in front of the house.
Jiang Yu gave Jiang Xuanzheng a crown, and listened to the movement outside. Hearing the rapid footsteps, he couldn't help biting his lower lip secretly, feeling a little embarrassed.
It's not entirely her fault.