Poor Sons

"Where should I, the groom, go on my wedding night?"

Feng Tianlan hesitated to leave.

Gu Qingluan chuckled lightly, her eyes gleaming with playfulness as she assessed him. "Did you forget that our marriage is just for show?"

Feng Tianlan's expression stiffened.

With recent events and the change in Gu Qingluan's attitude towards him, he had indeed forgotten this fact. He thought they were truly married, and from today on, she would be his wife.

Seeing his expression, Gu Qingluan knew he had indeed forgotten. She took advantage of the situation, feeling quite pleased. Her peach-blossom eyes curved elegantly as she glanced at the door behind him with the words "Double Happiness" attached to it. "Prince Lan, feel free to leave. I won't be seeing you off!"