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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.",The invincible one was also invited to the wedding. At this time, he was squatting on the carriage handrail, with a red bow tie around his neck, standing tall and waiting for his little mistress to get into the carriage.,Mrs. Fu, the elderly matriarch, sat in the front row of the guest seats. Since yesterday when her grandson called and invited her to attend the wedding today, a smile had not left her face.。