How to Free Oneself

On the day of Wen Lan's wedding, the entire capital was in an uproar.

The red carpet covered the entire main street. Countless commoners rushed to the main street to watch the scene. The originally bustling main street was now packed to the point where not even a drop of water could trickle through.

The guards on both sides had to do their best to stop the enthusiastic citizens.

Behind him was a long procession leading to the wedding. Sitting inside the bridal sedan chair, Wen Lan had no expression on his face, as if the bustle outside had nothing to do with her.

Wu Anzhou stood in the crowd and looked at the red bridal sedan, he did not know how many times he had imagined it, but in the end he could only stare blankly as she married someone else.

Uncle Ping was also at the side. Seeing Wu Anzhou standing there motionlessly, he could not help but remind him, "An Zhou, let's go!"