Fu Lingxiao took out the crown and inserted it into Mu Xingpan's raised hair, putting a veil over her head. He bent his arm slightly and said softly: "Let's go, my most beautiful bride.",She was walking towards him in a wedding dress he had designed himself, and she was smiling.,He Ming held Mu Xing's hand and looked at Fu Lingxiao solemnly, "Xing'er is my treasure. Today, I entrust my treasure to you. You must love her well and cherish her."。