Luan'er, You Actually Want to Kill Your Father?

The dazzling phoenix crown and rosy wedding gown were presented to Gu Qingluan.

Gu Qingluan looked at the extremely dazzling wedding attire, and a picture flashed through her mind.

"Young Palace Mistress, it's time to change into the wedding gown," the maid urged.

Gu Qingluan stood still, her brows lightly furrowed.

The maid urged her once again.

Gu Qingluan's eyelashes fluttered like wings.

"This wedding gown..."

"This wedding gown was made by the palace lord for you. Isn't it beautiful? I heard it's made of mermaid silk, and the pearls on it are made from mermaids' tears. Once Young Palace Mistress puts it on, you will surely become the most beautiful bride, and countless women will envy you," the maid said, her eyes filled with envy.

The wedding gown, mermaid silk...

The fog in Gu Qingluan's mind seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

All those sealed memories came flooding back!