The cute flower girl fairy came over with a bouquet and handed it into Xia Qianchen's hands.
There were people guarding both sides of the door, and the guests stood in a long line to congratulate.
Some reporters who were invited knelt down in front of her and Leng Tianchen and started taking photos.
The exposure light flashed brightly in front of Xia Qianchen's eyes, making her dizzy and wanting to step on the reporters' faces.
But elegance allowed her to maintain a good posture and a decent and calm smile...
Now that the banquet has begun, she doesn't want to ruin it and make Leng Tianchen lose face.
Just endure it, this is the only day, just endure it and it will be fine!
But then, there was another etiquette that made Xia Qianchen find it funny and incredible——
As she walked forward, she stretched out her hand and had the back of her hand kissed by all the male guests one by one.
Xia Qianchen has seen such a scene in some movies. It is true that only a queen will be treated. It represents the most supreme honor. Imagine that all the dignitaries in the city will see Xia Qianchen.
, lowering her noble head, which proves her peak status.
"Can I skip this step?" Xia Qianchen asked in a lowered voice. She felt so idiotic.
Leng Tianchen's face was very ugly, and he turned sideways and replied: "Any man who looks at you one more time, I want to dig out his eyes, let alone kiss your hand..."
Xia Qianchen: "..."
"I want to cancel this etiquette the most. I have already tried to fight for it, but this is a procedure."
Xia Qianchen had no choice but to take off her gloves.
Her hands have been working all year round, and although the backs of her hands are delicate and smooth, there are many calluses on the palms.
And I had a scratch yesterday, and I still had an OK bandage on it...
She thought she could always avoid it by wearing gloves, but unfortunately, it was not etiquette to be kissed while wearing gloves.
Xia Qianchen walked forward slowly, raising her hands in the air, accepting kisses and congratulations from every man.
Her hands were tired from raising her hands and her body was tired from standing.
Those damn high heels are at least 10 centimeters. If you stand for a long time, you will inevitably feel pain.
There were thousands of people in the entire banquet hall, mostly men and women. Xia Qianchen thought to herself, everyone would kiss the back of her hand and say congratulations, at least for a minute...
If this continues, a lot of time will be wasted on etiquette.
However, for Xia Qianchen, these insignificant or even tedious details are actually the focus and highlight of the wedding.
The reporters excitedly captured every scene, with genuine admiration for her in their eyes.
However, when I saw her injured hand, I was a little confused, so I adjusted the camera and captured a close-up...
Xia Qianchen also felt it. Every man who held her hand and was about to kiss her would be stunned for a few seconds, and then put on a polite smile...
In Xia Qianchen's opinion, it is just one word, fake.
hypocritical!
The life of the upper class is like a bright dress. Only you know whether it is comfortable or not.
Some people wear this dress and give up their own enjoyment for the sake of superficial honor and fame...
She suddenly discovered that Leng Tianchen and Nangong Young Emperor had the same noble status, but they chose different lives. Except for a group of bodyguards who followed him out, Nangong Young Emperor never held any grand ostentation.
From the placement of servants in his territory, it can be seen that he is a completely free-spirited person.
I was thinking wildly, and the hand I raised almost broke.
Suddenly, a generous hand held hers.
Xia Qianchen felt an electric current pass from her hands to her heart. Her whole body was numb and trembling, and she smelled the extremely familiar smell of the other person.
The man leaned over and placed a cold kiss on the back of her hand.
Xia Qianchen's body was stiff, as if it was about to freeze.
She heard his deep voice saying congratulatory words, and the lines were not much different from others, but when he read them, it seemed like there were thorns in them, piercing into her heart, making her heart bleed.
"Nangong, I didn't expect you to come." Leng Tianchen said in a joking voice.
Xia Qianchen could no longer hear what else Nangong Young Emperor said, it was just those polite and distant words.
His expression was calm and nonchalant, and there was even a faint sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.
With his usual indifference and strength, he was such a dazzling star among so many guests.
Everyone recognized him, he was Young Emperor Nangong.
The reporter hurriedly captured the scene of two men shaking hands...
Xia Qianchen's vision was blurry. She tried hard to maintain it, trying to appear happy in front of him, but it turned out that he really didn't care at all...
His "not paying attention" instantly took away the support of Xia Qianchen's body. Her face turned pale and her body swayed a little.
It was as if the center of gravity was suddenly pulled away.
Her body fell backwards, and there was a burst of exclamations from the audience——
A hand grabbed her wrist in time, and her body leaned forward due to inertia and fell into the embrace.
The aura of Young Emperor Nangong came from the shop.
Xia Qianchen's face hit his chest.
At that moment, all the strength I had been pretending to fall apart.
Unbeknownst to her, tears of grievance flowed out and she couldn't stop them.
There was a small commotion in the banquet hall, and Leng Tianchen quickly pulled Xia Qianchen over: "What's wrong?"
Xia Qianchen had a pale face and lowered her head. She covered her forehead with her hands and blocked her eyes, trying to prevent Young Emperor Nangong and others from seeing her.
How could she shed tears, damn it?! On such an occasion!
She felt like...
"Are you too tired and uncomfortable?" Leng Tianchen darkened his eyes, "Just tell me if you can't hold it any longer."
"Well, I feel very uncomfortable..." She leaned on Leng Tianchen's chest, hiding her face on his chest and whispered.
Leng Tianchen felt distressed and loudly announced that he would skip this link.
Xia Qianchen was helped to a rest chair in the banquet hall, and Leng Tianchen asked someone to bring her juice.
Xia Qianchen kept her head lowered and did not dare to raise her face.
Leng Tianchen picked up her chin and saw that her eyes were red and there were obvious tears on her face.
He froze completely and said at a loss: "Why are you crying?!"
"I'm very tired." She said, "It's very hard."
"It's my fault," Leng Tianchen finally decided. "I will complete the rest of the etiquette alone. I will explain to everyone that you have been in poor health recently and you are too tired. Everyone will understand you."
Xia Qianchen nodded and smiled bitterly.
She doesn't need other people's understanding at all, and the understanding and care of strangers are not important to her.
If she had known that she could avoid these red tapes by fainting, she would have pretended to be faint earlier.