The Heavenly Prodigy

A brilliant red procession came to a halt beside the city gate.,A handsome young man, clad in a red wedding robe and riding a fiery steed, stared at Ye Chuyue with a grim expression.,The joy sedan once again carried out a voice as ethereal and gentle as the wind, "Your Highness, the auspicious time is just about to arrive...... Has that dead dog been dealt with yet"。